All Chapters of MY HYBRID MATE: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Sera, I am not the one to repeat my words. So you better say yes in front of the whole kingdom when I ask you to mark me," Damien said, glaring at me. "Never," I spat. "I will never mark you, you fucking hybrid," I said with all the anger inside me. "Then you leave me no choice," he said as his eye color shifted from hazel to a deep crimson red. His vampire side had taken over. He took a step closer, and my heart started pounding in my chest. I knew exactly what was going to happen next. This time, it was his vampire side. Last time, it was his wolf. Each time I resisted him, he hurt me, made me regret it. And now I knew he was going to compel me, force the answer he wanted out of me. I quickly shut my eyes tightly so he couldn't use his power against me. There was no point in running, I was already injured, already weak. A cold, dark laugh filled the room, sending a shiver down my spine. "My, my, look how afraid you are, my Sera," he mocked. I could feel him getting closer, his prese

Seraphina's perspective Present Time. (Age-22 )The sound of my phone buzzing against the desk snapped me out of my focus. I sighed, already knowing who it was before even glancing at the screen. "Sera, you better be on time. Otherwise, we'll have to stand in the waiting line to enter the club," Olivia's voice rang through the phone, laced with impatience. I groaned, stretching my arms before rubbing my temples. "I know, Liv. Can you stop calling every twenty minutes? I'm checking my students' assignments," I grumbled, flipping through another paper with a sigh. "Chill your ass. You can do that on Sunday night. It's Friday, and you need a break! We'll hit the club, find a hookup, and have the best night ever," she said enthusiastically. I rolled my eyes, already predicting the smirk that was undoubtedly spreading across her face. "Liv, I can practically feel you smirking through the phone. You go find the hookup. I'm not in the mood to get laid." I grabbed another assignment a

Damien Perspective "Alpha, we have found ashes near the human club. It looked like that hunter’s last attack happened there," Ethan reported. I exhaled slowly, my jaw clenching. I sat behind my desk, fingers drumming against the polished wood, my patience hanging by a thread. The air in the room was thick with tension as my beta, Ethan, stood before me with his head bowed. His voice was steady, but I could hear the nervous edge in his tone. "Tell me, Ethan, did you find the hunter who’s been doing all this apart from the dead bodies and ashes?" My voice was cold, laced with deadly intent. Ethan hesitated. "Alpha... I'm sorry, but when we reached there, no one was there. We could only detect the ashes," he admitted. The moment those words left his mouth, I moved. In a blink, I was in front of him in my vampire speed, grabbing his collar and lifting him off the ground. The impact was so sudden that Ethan barely had time to react. His legs dangled as I held him mid-air, my grip tighte

Seraphina’s PerspectiveThe restricted area was eerily quiet. Too quiet. With each step I took, the silence felt heavier, like an invisible force pressing down on me. I clutched my torch tightly, the flickering light casting long, twisted shadows on the damp ground. The further I walked, the more unsettling everything became. Then, a sharp gust of wind rushed past me. A shiver ran down my spine. The trees here were ancient, gnarled, and twisted, their branches stretching out like clawed fingers, reaching for the sky. The bark was rough and cracked, almost burnt, like they had survived a great fire long ago. Thick vines wrapped around the trunks like ropes, suffocating them. The ground was wet, covered in stagnant water, making my boots sink slightly with every step. The narrow path was littered with sharp stones and pebbles, making it difficult to walk without tripping. The water rippled unnaturally, as if something was lurking beneath its surface. Then came the sounds. A distant owl

Damien’s PerspectiveI leaned back on the leather couch, the dim glow of the chandelier above casting a golden hue over the lounge. The scent of burning tobacco filled the air as I took a slow drag of my cigarette, letting the smoke curl around my fingers before exhaling. The room was silent, except for the faint crackling of the fire in the fireplace. Ethan stood in front of me, his stance rigid, waiting for my command. "Ethan, I want you to gather the warriors and attack the pack in the south. Slaughter whoever comes in the way. I want that land," I ordered, flicking the ash off my cigarette into the tray beside me. Ethan shifted slightly, hesitating. "Alpha, we can do it. But their alpha will cause an issue." I narrowed my eyes at him, annoyance curling in my chest. "Do I give a fuck?" My voice was cold, sharp. "I want that land under my name tonight. If you fail, then I’ll go myself." Ethan swallowed hard but nodded. "Understood, Alpha.""Tell their Alpha they better surrender," I