The Hybrid Luna’s Return

Cali“Faster, faster,” Gwen squealed with glee as she held onto my wolf’s fur as we ran through the woods.“You heard her Lyra,” I laughed to my wolf as she picked up speed while Gwen laughed.When Lyra ran out of steam, she lay on the ground for Gwen to climb off her back before I shifted back.“That was so much fun, Cali. Can we do it again, please?” Gwen asked, smiling up at me with excitement.“Maybe,” I said. “We will have to check with your Mom.”Lyra groaned, knowing like me that her Mom and the rest of our coven hate that I’m half werewolf. I’m what’s known as a Hybrid, half werewolf, half witch. My mom was a witch and when she was eighteen, she flew to the nearby pack to visit her best friend who had met her mate and was becoming Luna. My mom attended the Luna ceremony and was surprised to find the Beta of the pack was her own mate. She moved to the pack, got married and had my brother Brett, then four years later I was born. I don’t have a lot of memories of my family, but I

Cali“Where are you going now?” Cleo asked.“Just taking Lyra for a run. She’s really restless tonight.” I shrugged and walked out the front door. “You should have used the window,” Lyra told me.“If I keep using the window, they are gonna work it out, eventually.”We walked along the road, making sure that no one was following us, and headed to meet Harlow. The last two days have been the longest in my life. I knew the witches were being secretive and were training me harder than ever and kept telling me they were sure that the pack was going to strike any day now and that we should think about a preemptive strike. As I got closer to the pack, I cloaked myself again and waited for Harlow. When she arrived, I cloaked her, and we walked to the other side of the pack and sat at some picnic tables.“So what have you got?” I asked as soon as we had settled down at the table.“Not much, to be honest,” she looked down at her notes. Yes, she’s actually made notes. I couldn’t help smiling at

Cali“Cali, we have to go back,” Lyra whined for the one hundredth time since I had run out of the library as fast as I could. “He was our mate,”I put up a block to shut Lyra up so I could think. When Harlow didn’t meet me this morning, I went to the library, assuming she had lost track of time, and walked into an ambush. Two older women and an older man were already waiting with crystals. I could tell the women were hybrids and they could sense my power. So they knew when to place the crystals to trap me. I wasn’t even sure if I could get out, to be honest, but it looks like they underestimated me. When I took my cloak down and smelled my mate, I panicked and ran. I’m not sure why it just seemed a bit too convenient. I’ve been looking for my family and pack my whole life, then in two minutes I find my parents, brother, pack and my mate all in one room where coincidentally Harlow, the only person in the pack that I know and trust, didn't turn up to the meeting. All I could think of w

CaliI cried on Harlow’s shoulder until I couldn’t cry anymore. To be honest I’m not even sure why I’m crying. The witches aren’t even my real family, they kidnapped me and were planning on using me to hurt my real family and my pack yet they’re the only family I’ve ever known or at least remember. Them leaving me feels a lot like I’ve been abandoned and left all alone. God what an idiot I am.“Hey, you’re not alone and you are not an idiot.” Harlow said, almost reading my mind. Wait, my head snapped up to look at her and she smiled guiltily. “You haven’t broken the spell yet,” I almost laughed as I had been so worked up about the witches I hadn’t noticed that I could still hear Harlow’s thoughts. “Come home with us and break the spell, I don’t know about you but I have enough people in my head with me and my wolf without you too,” she smiled, leaning over and wiping my tears. “There’s a spare room in the pack house that will be perfect for you until you decide what you want to do nex