Chapter One; The First Hybrid

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I had always been praised by my family for being a hybrid, heck, anybody who knew what I was would praise me. I was blessed with many gifts from witches and vampires due to my peculiarity.

Perhaps I should explain how I, Aleena Grecyyn had become the first hybrid. I was naturally born a werewolf, my father was the Alpha of the Dark Night pack and my mother was his 'kryptonite'.They met soon after my dad, Percius, became Alpha. My mother, Isabella Stone, was sent to destroy the Alpha by her pack, the Rebel Runners. Yet one sight and she imprinted, separated from her pack, and became a rogue. Luckily, her former pack couldn't cause harm to my father because of the imprint. She joined the Dark Night pack as my fathers spouse.

When I was a baby, I had caught a rare disease and the only way to save me was for me to gain eternal life. Everybody thought that I would be completely stripped of my werewolf blood and become a full time vampire. I proved everybody wrong. I don't remember the pain, but a close friend of my mothers had turned me. I had to drink human blood for the first week, but yet again, I don't remember. My parents said that they thought I had just turned into a vampire, and the accepted me. Everybody believed I'd kill my parents, they would just roll their eyes. I had howled for the first time when I was three. This was a common thing for werewolves, but definitely not vampires. They were confused yet curious, wondering if I never took the vampire effect and if the disease was taken from me when my mother's friend bit me.

They watched me grow and one day I started to shift. They realized then, with my petite fangs emerging from my mouth and my wolf-like eyes that I had become a hybrid. The first hybrid. I was actually like any vampire or werewolf, I was training to fight and shift as well as use my senses and become exact.

I could run faster than the average vampire, be precise on my exact location, hunt as a wolf, and with my gifts I could even teleport and read minds. A witch had granted me with a shield, which I could later use to protect my loved ones. Now I am known as the Chosen One.

Present Time

I was running fast through the woods, I looked down and blood was splattered on my clothing. My clothes were torn and I was bruised from signs of struggle. Fortunately, I will heal quickly. Tears began to trickle from my eyes, but I kept my speed.

Why would I do such a horrible thing? I really gave into the monster within. They should have let me die, now I let them die. I was their death.

I focused on the amount of trees in front of me to distract myself from my thoughts. I had exactly one-hundred and forty-three trees in front of me. If I kept my speed, it would only take me three minutes and fifteen seconds to reach the road. Right before I reached it, I screamed and I was in my room, not the road.

"Aleena, are you okay? Were you having another nightmare?"

I whimpered towards my mate, Damien. I have been having this dream for about fifty years now, and it never gets anymore pleasant.

He crawled into the bed by my side and pet my long black hair, something I grew fond of. We sat in comfortable silence for about an hour until my fangs grew and I couldn't take the thirst anymore.

I got up and shifted into my wolf form. Damien didn't appreciate me doing it in the house, because I shed a ton. But he understood my intentions and opened the doors for me. I looked down and noticed that my black fur was sticky, but it was from the blood I was about to consume once more.

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