The Alpha’s Secret Hybrid Mate

The Alpha’s Secret Hybrid Mate

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“Did you say, sick?” He whispered. “I got an erection spilling their blood. My claws, my fangs…they want something to dig into. Flesh to rip apart. I got that in abundance, hence my drastic change in appearance, little ember. But your wet cunt smells even better than their blood.” I was so shocked, I gasped his name, “Arien!” His actual name. ——— Naida Ashryver’s life grew complicated when she was caught in the throes of a murder she was innocent of, rendering her a fugitive. A sinister occurrence that was tied to dramatic revelations had her questioning her identity, leading her right into the web of Eldarien Ravthorn, the Alpha King, whom she couldn't resist. Little did she know that their union had been ordained but the enemies lurking in the shadows would not sit back and watch her get her happy ending. Warning: This is an 🔞 werewolf romance with elements of violence, gore, and occasional dark themes. Surprisingly, it also has its fluffy moments. Proceed with caution! Originally titled Twisted Flames.

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Chapter 1. Throes of Murder

☉NAIDA I heard the drums first. The sounds of celebration filtering in from the windows set off a splitting headache between my temples. Groaning, I peeled my eyes open, realizing that my entire body was aching. The room was dim, and it took a few blinks to get accustomed to the fact that meager rays of moonlight were the only source of light in here. I tried to sit up and realized that I was holding something solid. My head felt so hazy, coupled with the headache, so I was too disoriented to even realize what it was. A metallic smell hung heavily around me like a shroud and it intensified with each passing second. Then it finally clicked. It was blood. “W-what…?” I croaked, bringing my hands closer to my face. There was blood coating my skin, and a large, sharp knife wrapped within my fingers, caked with blood. My heart pounded, as I looked around me, noticing that there was blood… everywhere. All over the floor, congealed, darkened pools of it… and to my horror, my eye...

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24 Chapters
Chapter 1. Throes of Murder
☉NAIDA I heard the drums first. The sounds of celebration filtering in from the windows set off a splitting headache between my temples. Groaning, I peeled my eyes open, realizing that my entire body was aching. The room was dim, and it took a few blinks to get accustomed to the fact that meager rays of moonlight were the only source of light in here. I tried to sit up and realized that I was holding something solid. My head felt so hazy, coupled with the headache, so I was too disoriented to even realize what it was. A metallic smell hung heavily around me like a shroud and it intensified with each passing second. Then it finally clicked. It was blood. “W-what…?” I croaked, bringing my hands closer to my face. There was blood coating my skin, and a large, sharp knife wrapped within my fingers, caked with blood. My heart pounded, as I looked around me, noticing that there was blood… everywhere. All over the floor, congealed, darkened pools of it… and to my horror, my eye
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Chapter 2. A hybrid
☉NAIDA A warm hand touched my freezing skin, and I jolted out of my stupor, cowering away, only for my entire body to seize in pain. I whimpered, swiping blindly at whoever was trying to touch me. “Shh. Shh.” A womanly voice whispered. “I'm here to get you out of here. I need you to be quiet.” She was holding a dim lamp, the flame obscured by the big black cloak she had on. I squinted at her, my eyes already used to the paralyzing darkness of the dungeon so even that tiny flame was too bright. “You're freezing, poor girl.” She held my arm, trying to help me up. “Come with me. We don't have much time, your execution is in a few hours. You can't be here when the guards return.” It took a moment for me to realize who it was. “Nuala?” I croaked weakly. “H-how did you get in here—” “You can ask your questions later, girl. Now, get up.” She sounded more stern, forcing me to my cramped feet. I groaned, quickly biting my lip to keep any more sounds of agony from escaping. I mu
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Chapter 3. Wolves in the woods
☉NAIDAScreams echoed through my head, coupled with distorted images of Alpha Cassian. First, it was his flashy smile, illuminated by the moonlight. Then it was a bloodied face with the skin peeled right off. The peeled skin lay at my feet, with a dripping knife in my other hand. The next image that filled my vision was Cassian's lifeless green eyes, with blood flowing out of them. Execute her! It was Nysa's voice, so warped and guttural, with a barrage of screams, roars, and bloody flashes that jolted me awake. I sat up from the bed of hay I was curled in, gasping and clenching my heart. It was pounding so hard that the sounds were deafening against the silence of the night. I looked around the small cottage, trembling and trying to calm myself. The old witch was lying in her bed, seemingly fast asleep but it was hard to tell. I had spent two days with her, and realized that she led a very weird lifestyle, sleeping at odd times and staring into
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Chapter 4. Words of warning
☉NAIDA “Come on out,” The merchant said, as the door of the compartment slid open, allowing the inflow of some much-needed breeze. “We're here. Didn't think we'd get past all the heavy protection of the Ravthorn border.” I sat up from my lying position, my spine cramping from squeezing in a tight space for the whole journey. From beyond the carriage door, I could see that it was nighttime, with some lights dotting the distance. He reached out to me and I took his hand, forcing my aching limbs to function as I climbed out. The breeze was stronger outside the carriage, and I gladly took in lungfuls of the chilly, clean air, which resulted in a series of sneezes. “The maids' quarters are in the farthest corner of the courtyard.” The merchant was speaking, even if I was absolutely transfixed by my new and strange surroundings, “Follow the trail of Magnolia trees through the back garden, and you'll find your sister. Good luck.” “Thank you.”
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Chapter 5. His chamber
☉NAIDA Bloodied, warped green eyes. A dripping knife. Flashes and screams. Blood everywhere. All of the floor, pools of it, in my hands. Images and echoes of the mutilation drowned my senses. Most of that dark, sticky blood dripped down my hands. All over my hands. She put a knife to his heart! Execute her! The accusatory screams were so jarring that my eyes flew open to meet darkness. I was panting, sweating, trembling. For a moment I had no idea where I was, so I panicked, flailing my arms to feel the walls around me. It felt like some sort of enclosure, and I began to feel claustrophobic, gasping for air and scrambling to my feet. My body hit a door and it fell open, and I crashed into a hallway that was so bright it hurt my eyes. Wincing, I pulled myself up, looking back at the enclosure I had just fallen out of. Brooms of different sizes lay scattered all over the place, and I sighed. I had fallen asleep in a broom closet. I moved to rearrange them when a haughty voic
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Chapter 6. A strong pull
☉ELDARIEN Her scent lingered in the air long after she had fled. It was indescribable, far more unique and potent than anything I had ever perceived in all my years of living. A salty mix of her pheromones, and some flowery scent that oozed off her lengthy, thick brown tresses. I had heard her come in, heard the relentless pounding of her heart, tasted the sharp tang of fear oozing out of every pore in her body, and counted every fluttering breath that she allowed out. She was running from the headmaid, I could tell. It wasn't so odd for the maids to be absolutely terrified of Freya. She was a rigid, sharp, vicious creature that terrorized every servant within her vicinity. I wouldn't normally be aware of these things, but even Freya's horrid reputation caught my attention. So I had just remained still in my comfortable dark surroundings, expecting the poor frightful maid to leave my chambers the moment she was done hiding. But then I got hit with her scent. Her essence set
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Chapter 7. Something very dark
☉NAIDA I was curled in my bed —the best kind of bed I've slept in except Alpha Cassian's bed— still shriveled up in fear and anxiousness when the door to the room opened. I peeked out of my sheets, paranoid, but it was just Eolia. She was holding a tray of steaming hot food, wafting out aromas that made me realize I was actually starving. “One perk of getting kitchen duty? You get the best servings of food before the other maids,” She winked, “without Freya's knowledge, of course.” As she placed the food on the simple wooden stool between our beds, she took a better look at me. A frown covered her soft features, “What happened? You look even worse than you did this afternoon. Didn't you catch up on your sleep like I had advised you to?” I slowly sat up, crawling over to the edge of the bed. This used to be the bed of another maid, but Eolia told me her roommate had the misfortune to be taken by one of the lords visiting the Alpha, who wanted her as his personal sex slave —one
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Chapter 8. In the closet
☉NAIDA The royal ritual was tomorrow, and the sheer amount of supplies being carted in through the castle gates was outrageous. I had never seen such a huge amount of… well, anything. Donkeys and horses laboured and pulled bursting caravans in, while the servants and maids unloaded them. I was convinced that if a famine hit Nyxdoria, Ravthorn would be one of the last surviving packs. “Move, girl, no time to gawk!” A maid hissed, roughly shoving me aside so she could get into the male servant quarters. I stumbled against a wall, rubbing my shoulder. I had been carrying some mortar and other building materials that weighed a ton, all day. From the male quarters to where it was needed in the castle workstations. My entire body ached, itched, and throbbed like I was going to rip myself apart if I didn't catch a break soon. Even in my time as a maid in Ivorythorn, I had never been exposed to such difficult labor. I supposed I had Athelia to thank for my misfortune. Many of the
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Chapter 9. Into the night
☉NAIDA It was a blood moon. I was curled against the window, staring at the cloudy night sky, with the full moon larger and redder than ever, sitting ominously over the castle. It was the night of the ritual, and the distant sounds of howls echoed across the lands from beyond the castle walls. Goosebumps covered my arms. Despite the huge feast, the castle was silent, save for some drumming from deep within the dungeons underneath the castle. “What kind of ritual takes place in the dungeons?” I had asked Eolia. She only told me the ceremony started outside, under the red moon, before moving underground. Sounded pretty terrifying to me. I pulled the blanket over myself, settling into the warmth… but then through the window, I spotted a maid stumbling across the grounds, like she was about to collapse. She was crying, falling and getting up, falling and getting up until she got to a tree, resting against the trunk. Alarmed, I called out to her, “Hey, are you okay?” She l
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Chapter 10. A dangerous territory
☉NAIDA Each beat of the drum reverberated through my bones like a death knell. The procession of maids filed deeper and deeper into the dark, gloomy dungeons until we reached the center where the ritual was unfolding. The flickering candle in my hands melted and burned my fingers, but I dared not flinch. My eyes stared at the cold floor, listening to the haunting harmony of eerie voices singing some ancient chant. The priestesses. The smell of incense, smoke, and other strange materials filtered into my nostrils, nearly choking me. The aura in here was crushing, so adamant and malevolent that it felt like the aura knew I was an outsider. That I wasn't meant to be here, poking and prodding curiously at me. I peeked from under the hood at the surroundings, spotting the priestesses dressed in flowing red garbs, arms outstretched as they let their ancient chant reach higher and higher crescendos. Their shadows danced against the red walls of the dungeons, torches, and bowls of
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