All Chapters of The Hybrid of Lost River: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CalypsoWaking up feeling the feeling of dread hit me in the chest as soon as my feet touch the ground. It is 4:45 in the morning, I had my father get me Letha's number, and I text her knowing she is probably still sleeping. So instead of waiting, I type out a message to her.Thinking about stopping by this morning, I cannot sleep. Letha: I cannot either; meet at your house in 30? See you there!Well, that was unexpected, but I feel better knowing that I get to talk to someone about all this craziness that is going on. I dress quickly because it will take around 15 minutes to get there. I could figure out how to get the coffee machine working in time for her to appear.I used my speed to my advantage and reached my house in record time. The light was already on, so I knew Letha beat me to it. I hope she knew me well enough to make coffee already this morning. Whom am I kidding? That woman was amazing; she made coffee, I have no doubt.I walk inside, admiring the space, even though i

AtlasI have been drunk for two days. Being no help to my entire pack, I was the Alpha for crying out loud, and I couldn't manage to care enough to lead. I was sleeping on the couch when suddenly I woke just now from Liam and Letha, who stuck me under the cold spray of the shower. I feel like my soul left my body when the water started pelting my body. I sat up like I was ODing, and someone stuck adrenalin in my heart.I shoot them a glare, "what the fuck?" I yell at them both, reaching for the faucet handle and struggling to get the damn thing turned off.Letha turns and looks at Liam, "I got it from here if you want to go. I will call you after." She says as she throws a towel at my head.She puts a set of clothes on the vanity and a cup of coffee on the tub's edge. "Finish that, get dressed, and we will have a sit-down talk.""I am a grown-ass man, Letha! Let me alone. I can handle it myself!" I shout at her, not wanting to admit that she is right. I was an alpha that needed to be

CalypsoI had been here for a week, and my father decided to have dinner with my father, the whole dynamic between us felt odd. I was optimistic, but at the same time, I couldn't put my finger on what felt off about the entire situation. Speaking to Reid on the whole matter, he would always quickly change the subject. I couldn't help but be slightly annoyed by the entire thing. The feeling I felt made me almost twitchy, and not having anyone to confide in made it worse.I quickly considered Reid, a friend. It might be foolish to do so. We spent most of our days in the late evening together. I knew he was on the council; I figured he would have more important things to do than to be training and babysitting me. At the same time, I felt this weird pull towards him, I wondered if he felt that same way about me, but I was too scared to bring it up.Many people weren't that nice to me in my lifetime, and I didn't want to scare one of the only ones I had off. Plus, the whole thing with Atla

CalypsoHow is this happening? Somehow, I can now feel Reid's panic and could feel it seeping into my soul. Yet, despite my fear, I still felt compelled to comfort him. Confusion was apparent as he tried his best to regain his composure. The man pacing before me always had it together: years of living and training to expect the unexpected. "Reid, what is going on?" I exhale, not wanting to make him panic more and trying to redirect the focus."I do not know, honestly. I attempted to talk about virginity in the vampire world... however, you took matters into your own hands. It's supposed to create a need for closeness between two people for a while. I don't plan on being far from you, but I wanted you to know.""Yeah, I don't think that's what this is." I straddle his lap, seeing the bite I took out of him earlier was still there. I run my fingers down his neck before touching my finger to the wound. It was less fresh looking and looked more like a scar. "I didn't think you could scar?

Calypso I am standing outside of what was my home for a short while, not being able to walk inside, recalling how nice it was to have that feeling of belonging, even for a short while. Letha told me to go into the basement and be here when she could. Since the basement was windowless, she wanted to keep my being here between us until we got to speak. Appreciate the cloak-and-dagger approach to sneaking me back into my house. Well, I suppose it wasn’t mine, more like the packs. I took a deep breath before I tried the front door to see if it was unlocked. To my surprise, it opens right up. Instead of going straight to the basement, I sit in the entryway, my body losing the drive to move. Unable to feel anything other than incredibly stupid right now as I sit there, letting it all run through my mind. I lean my head against the wall. I run through everything, wondering if I missed signs of their deception. Desperation had put blinders on me. Even if there were signs, I would have misse