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"Melissa, I need you to tell us everything you know," Grayson said as Melissa sat down at the dining room table.
It's a few hours later, and we were at Melissa's house. My wrists healed from Cassandra's nails. I called Melissa before we arrived, and I told her everything from what happened today.
"Carson can't kill you as long as your witch abilities stay locked. Even if you transform into a tribid, he has to wait until a blood moon to steal your heart," Melissa said, not skipping a beat.
"The blood moon is in one week. I was suppose to become alpha that night," Grayson told us, making me look at him.
"Grayson, unless we get Carson by then, it's not safe to have a ceremony. Carson has killed hundreds of packs in his time with one flick of his finger," Melissa warned him, standing up from her chair.
"I'll let my pack know," Grayson replied with a scowl.
As we all sat there in silence, another vision came into my mind.
It was outside in the woods, and I saw Carson and myself. Carson had my arms behind my back, and we were quickly walking.
"Let go of me!" My other self exclaimed, trying to fight off Carson.
"You might be strong, but I'm stronger," he replied.
As the metal truck came into view, my other self tried to shift. I could see her silver eyes going in and out.
All of the sudden, a big blue blast came and it hit Carson. He let go of my other self, and he was thrown into a tree.
"Melissa," Carson grumbled before Melissa walked out of the woods.
"You will not hurt my god daughter," Melissa said before sending another blast at him.
It hit Carson, and he went unconscious. Melissa helped my other self up, and they hugged.
That's when I saw Carson stand up. He smirked as he sent a ball of fire towards Melissa and my other self.
Melissa saw this, and she pushed me out of the way. The fire ball hit her right in the chest, and she fell to the ground.
"Melissa!" My other self and I screamed at the same time.
"Brooklyn!" Grayson's voice brought me back to reality.
Grayson and Melissa were on either side of me, corcernly.
"Oh no. This is bad," Melissa said, shaking her head.
"What?" I asked as I stood up next to Grayson. He wrapped an arm around my waist, protectively.
"These visions. I-I should have realized sooner," Melissa replied, opening one of her witch books.
"Melissa, what's wrong?" Grayson asked her, getting a tad bit annoyed.
Melissa looked up from her book with a scared expression.
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His Hybrid Mate | COMPLETED
WerewolfA secret hybrid. A charming Alpha. Mates. What could go wrong? ************************************** Brooklyn Jones is a hybrid. Her mother was the Alpha's daughter, and her father was a vampire. At the age of fifteen, they died in a fire caused by...