All Chapters of The Hellhound Alpha's Tribrid.: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Alvaria’s Point Of View. For the first time since I entered this pack I did the one thing that I had been dreading…I shifted into my wolf. I focused all of my weight on my hind leg and awaited the perfect moment as I watched everyone surround the dragon. Focusing on anything aside Asmodeus was proving to be as hard as I had anticipated which pissed me off more than I wanted to admit. Everyone threw attack’s at the dragon whistle wolves shifted into their wolf form, vampires fanged out whilst the witches conjured up attack weapons and chanted spells . I was readying myself for my perfect moment to attack and bracing myself for the impact as I watched the dragon repelling everyone’s attacks like they were an inconvenience to him. His scent just grew stronger and more alluring in my werewolf form. The mate bond was harder to ignore and more unbearable. I just stood there trying to fight it off and control my wolf but I just couldn’t. It had been so long since my last shift that she h

Alvaria’s Point Of View.The aching of my heart was getting worse each and every passing day and I could no longer ignore it as easily but that did not stop me from trying. My eyes were completely glued on him as he silently cleaned some of my stubborn wounds . It has only been a few hours since the dragon incident and I was still not fully healed even with my supernatural healing which proved to be more than annoying.For some reason Asmodeus had absolutely no scar on his body. Something about him getting out of such a gruesome battle with no wounds or scars just made me even more weary and uncomfortable around him.The picture of him in his full Hellhound form was now engraved in my brain and I just couldn’t bring myself to see him as the same Asmodeus that I had grown accustomed to.“Are you going to say something or just stare at me all day,”His eyes remained focused on the bandage he was wrapping around my ankle as he spoke which just made me even more hyper aware of his presen

Alvaria’s Point Of View.The more that I tried to ignore the chest pains the worse that they became. I could feel a lone tear going down my eye as I struggled to regain my footing.My hand immediately went to my heaving chest as I tried to calm my breathing but it was all of no use as I slid down the bedroom wall and fell onto the floor.The room was slowly spinning around me and I could seem to stop the ringing in my ears. Without any other choice I finally did the one thing that I could have done at that moment…I bit down on my wrist and drank my own blood.As a tribrid I still had traces of vampire DNA in my system even though it was just traces. Vampire blood was healing when administered to others but a few years back I was going through a rough patch and discovered that drinking my own blood somewhat calmed me down.Something about feeding on myself just sent me on a euphoric high. My eyes rolled back as I finally took in a deep calming breath . Pleasure filled my entire body as

Alvaria’s Point Of View.I woke up to screams and wails filling up the entire pack . My mind was still a bit groggy as I tried to figure out what was happening around me. All I remembered was passing out in my mates arms not so long only to wake up to the pack under attack .My bare feet slowly walked along the hallway as I made my way to only the moon goddess knew where. I could barely see the person in front of me as a thick cloud of smoke covered my vision. I froze in place as I tried to bury away the loud and aggressive screams all around me. The thick metallic scent of blood blocked my senses and distorted my sense of smell which made it hard to tell the difference between friend and foe. Everyone had blood on them which greatly affected their scents and made fighting even harder than it needed to be. I coughed uncontrollably for a few seconds and tried to maintain my balance . I could not seem to shake off the cough as I fell into one knee struggling to maintain my breath. I

Alpha Asmodeus Hayes’s Point Of View.Different packs and creatures around the supernatural realm have formed alliances to bring about my downfall but they shall be forever doomed to a life of torture in the underworld. They drew the battle lines and started a war that they could not handle. War , murder and bloodshed fed my darkness and the beast within me rejoiced with the c*rnage that I left behind. Over the years I have become more brutal, more unstable, more evil and more beast than man. I was becoming a monster, sinking into the darkness and embracing my darkness. To be fair I had always had the evil within me but it was always tamed. Now I was losing control and sinking into a form of insanity fueled by bloodlust and complete darkness.I could just see it in the way my pack members looked at me , they were more than scared of me . They feared me and we’re completely on edge around me. My betas were all overworked and fearing for their lives , especially after I killed one of t