All Chapters of The Hybrid Prince's Pursued Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

**Jerry’s POV**I can’t wait to see her! It has been absolute torture without my gem. I do not know what has come over me. Why am I like this? Blackmailing my sweetheart was not how I planned things. I had been doing so well while preparing to make my move, but—when she held onto her arm, revealing her fated mark after the show, taunting us. Drud acted on his own, and I stupidly followed suit as our emotions became one. Fuck, the contract was to be used as a last resort when all else failed. I should have waited to win her trust! I scolded myself as I was angrily going through my thoughts and mixed emotions. Laura was like my drug, she had been gone from me for far too long and I needed my fix!The fated mark was nothing new to us; I was able to keep my angst intact as I had all my servants' eyes on Laura, making sure no stray mongrel approached her. With my status, no werewolf peasant would even dare disobey my order!Drud has never behaved like this towards any female, let alone a h

I stood for a few seconds, somewhat paralysed. I shunned myself and forced my knuckle to tap the door. It was a pathetic attempt, but he heard it."Yes?" Liam asked harshly, and I already regretted my decision."Hi Liam," I said as I sheepishly opened the door. He was hunched over his desk with work; my heart fluttered, but I instantly felt dread as I saw his angered expression. Although he appeared terrifying, he was still incredibly handsome. Dammit, Laura, get a grip!"What is it?" he snapped dismissively, still facing his paperwork."I-I am sorry to disturb you, but I need to talk to you about—""Laura, if it's to do with your role in the kitchen, there is nothing to discuss," he barked harshly without looking at me. I couldn't understand it, but him avoiding my existence really hurt. I entered the office like a terrified animal, visibly shaking like a leaf."Stay where you are; we need to make whatever it is you want brief. I'm in a rush." "Liam, it's about y-yesterday; it's not

“What?” I asked, somewhat startled. Of course, Laura is gone. I hissed to myself, annoyed. She fucking resigned! “She went to take out the trash ten minutes ago but never came back. I've searched the entire bistro, but she's gone!” Bethany cried, panicked. “She must have gone home after she finished her task, Beth,” I clicked my tongue, irritated. I could already picture Laura cuddling with her new lover as he comforts her. She probably told him what a dick I am. "You are a dick! You practically chased her into his arms!" Ozouf barked at me as he heard my thoughts. Bloody hypocrite, he too was just as in favour of showing his temper and jealousy earlier!“Liam, her phone was still on the countertop in the kitchen—something she never leaves behind. At first, I checked outside and called for her, but she never answered. I also thought she might have forgotten her phone, so I went to her locker to slide it through the vent for her. As I did, the door swung open, and that’s when I sa

The other werewolf nodded at Jeremy. It was subtle, but I fucking saw it, and I was ready to intervene. He approached Bethany, but before he could touch her, the vampire skillfully glided between them facing Bethany and said gently, smiling.“Please, Miss, come with me. I’ll hear what you have to say.” He looked almost thirty, but I bet he is a few centuries older.“Hey, François, don’t worry about it. I’ll handle this,” declared the werewolf as he tried to reach for her, but that vampire was a smooth operator.He skillfully slithered his arm around Bethany’s upper back in a comforting manner and reassured charmingly, “I got this, Josh. I suggest you finish questioning Mr. Wulfric,” he said somewhat protectively, then turned his attention to Bethany looking at her benevolently. “Besides, this beautiful lady seems distraught. You might scare her.”I hear Chad next to me tutting out of frustration. “Let us talk privately, my lady; then you can tell me everything,” François cajoled tend

**Keres POV** I observed my honeycomb from afar as my healer frantically attended to her most severe wounds. Though my face seemed emotionless, I was fucking livid! I'll mindlessly eradicate any poor unsuspecting soul who dares have the balls to approach me now. I looked down at my bloodied clothes. This was not how things should have transpired! This was not part of the plan. I plucked the damp blood-crusted handkerchief from my pocket and began suckling it. Closing my eyes at the decadent flavour, trying to ease my temper. I could not explain it, but my honeycomb's blood tasted so sweet, richer than rare wine, sweeter than any mystical fruit I was fortunate enough to taste. Is this why I was always so drawn to her? No! Not once did I ever wish to drink her blood! My mind started to delve back to when I found Laura in the dumpster. My cold blood boiling once more. It was unmistakable. I felt my servant's presence surrounding my sweeting. No doubt her toy was with her. I'd wager an