All Chapters of The Supreme Alpha’s Hybrid Mate : Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

RaelynnThe night was endless.I could feel the wind tearing at my fur, every nerve in my body screaming for me to stop, to breathe, but I couldn’t. I couldn’t afford to. I was running for my life. My paws slammed against the earth in rapid succession, the sounds of the forest blurring into a cacophony of rushing trees, snapping branches, and the thudding of my own heartbeat. Behind me, they were closing in…the scent of blood and danger sharp in the air, drawing nearer with every breath I took.The darkness around me twisted and pulsed, alive with shadows that seemed to stretch out claws toward me. It felt like the world was collapsing, shrinking, funneling me toward some unknown end. I didn’t know who was chasing me, only that they wanted me dead.I darted left, narrowly avoiding a sharp dip in the ground. My wolf instincts were in full control, guiding me through the treacherous terrain. But even as I ran, something felt wrong. The ground beneath my paws was slick and wet, more l

RaelynnI let out a soft sigh, my body slowly sinking into the bed as I glance up at Lorenzo. “What about Alison?” I ask, my voice a bit groggy, yet tinged with worry. She had always been my rock, and after everything that happened, I needed to know she was okay.Lorenzo smiles softly, sitting down beside me. “She was here, by your side all night,” he says. “She nearly fell out of the chair from exhaustion. It was actually pretty funny.”I can’t help but laugh at the image of Alison teetering on the edge of a chair. “That sounds like her,” I say, shaking my head with a smile. “Can you let her know I’ve woken up?”He shakes his head gently. “Don’t worry. Alison will be here in the morning. She deserves some rest. You, too. You should sleep, Raelynn.”I pout a little, feeling the weight of the day still pressing down on me. “But I’m not…” Before I can finish, a yawn escapes my mouth. I blink heavily, my eyelids betraying me as they droop lower.Lorenzo chuckles softly, brushing a strand

RaelynnI let out a soft sigh, my body slowly sinking into the bed as I glance up at Lorenzo. “What about Alison?” I ask, my voice a bit groggy, yet tinged with worry. She had always been my rock, and after everything that happened, I needed to know she was okay.Lorenzo smiles softly, sitting down beside me. “She was here, by your side all night,” he says. “She nearly fell out of the chair from exhaustion. It was actually pretty funny.”I can’t help but laugh at the image of Alison teetering on the edge of a chair. “That sounds like her,” I say, shaking my head with a smile. “Can you let her know I’ve woken up?”He shakes his head gently. “Don’t worry. Alison will be here in the morning. She deserves some rest. You, too. You should sleep, Raelynn.”I pout a little, feeling the weight of the day still pressing down on me. “But I’m not—” Before I can finish, a yawn escapes my mouth. I blink heavily, my eyelids betraying me as they droop lower.Lorenzo chuckles softly, brushing a strand

Alpha LorenzoThe day had been long, filled with tension and strategy, but there was no time for rest. I sat in my office, the familiar weight of responsibility hanging heavily on my shoulders. Conan was across from me, his brows furrowed in deep concentration as we discussed our next steps. The threat of Valentine’s plans loomed over us like a dark cloud, and there was no telling what the man would do if left unchecked."We need to move quickly," I said, my voice firm but quiet. "Valentine is getting bolder, and we can't afford to be complacent. If we don't act soon, he’ll follow through on his plans, and the hybrids will be wiped out. Queen Xylie needs to know what's happening."Conan’s expression tightened. "You really think she'll intervene? The queen is powerful, no doubt, but Valentine is... he's a snake. We both know how easily he can manipulate people."I leaned back in my chair, folding my arms across my chest. "The queen has always been partial to the hybrids. She won’t sta

Unknown’s povIn the dim light of Valentine’s grand dining room, the candles flickered as soft classical music hummed in the background. The scent of expensive perfume and rich food filled the air as the gathering of vampires dined and conversed around the long mahogany table. Valentine stood at the head of the table, basking in the attention of his guests. His demeanor was calm, collected, but beneath that composure lay an unmistakable aura of power. His daughter Alexis sat to his right, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she waited for the right moment. Lorenzo stepped into the house, his instincts heightened. The grandiose atmosphere of Valentine’s mansion immediately struck him as ostentatious, yet oddly lifeless despite the luxurious decorations and well-dressed guests. It wasn’t what he expected. He had hoped to see more werewolves around but noticed that besides Alexis and himself, the gathering was mostly composed of vampires. That only deepened his suspicion. He forced