THE HYBRID WOLF
Chapter nine

Clayton.

I groan rubbing my eyes as I wake from my strange night or rather strange dream.

For the past two years, I had known nothing but nightmares. Revisiting that night over and over.

The night my angel was taken away from me. She was my everything, my mate, my woman, my Kayla, and they took her away from me.

They had caught her after setting an ambush for her and her escort. In the time it took for the news to get to me, they had killed everyone and held my woman like a dog.

They waited for me to come for her. They wanted me to see them slaughtering her and they did. Just before my eyes. I saw her head being cut off from her body.

The last thing I remember apart from the horror they did to her was the fear in her eyes, the plead in them, and I failed her.

I wasn't fast enough. I was late and now she is gone. Gone for good and all that is left is the image of her eyes. They hunted me day and night.

When I collected her body, there were different scents on her. She had been raped too.

For more than a year, I lived like a dead person. It was so bad that the council of elders wanted to remove me as the alpha. I was too unstable according to them. But none of them had lived what I had.

We all knew that was not possible. It was either they killed me, and no one was strong enough to do that, or I submitted to their chosen alpha, but my beast doesn't submit to anyone.

I am not a regular werewolf. I am a lycan. A descend of the firstborn of the moon goddess.

Things started changing when my beta and gamma Chase and Ruben both found their mates.

Caroline, Chase's mate is a ball of energy with her bouncing blonde hair and big doer eyes that always call for trouble. I suspect that her favorite thing to do is test my patience. See all she can do and get away with... And to think that, that little thing used to be antisocial.

Chloe, Ruben's mate is just a ray of sunshine. She is so funny. A bobbling head and parrot when it's just us, throw a stranger and you'd think she is mute. The combination of those two forced me to come out of my hibernation mood.

Caroline once looked me in the eyes, something which is considered a dead wish for many including their mates, and told me she wouldn't lose me to grief and darkness.

Those words have been a small anchor for when the tides are troublesome.

But yesterday. I saw someone. It was dark and I couldn't make out her face but her smell drove me crazy.

Zeus, my wolf has been restless since then. And for the first time in over two years, I have seen something other than my late mate's eyes.

"Calm down. You are giving me a headache, " I growl at Zeus.

"I want to see her. Find her, " he says but doesn't stop matching increasing the pounding in my head.

"How would you have me look for her, if you keep giving me a headache? I want to replace her too, but I need you to stop. " I shout out getting really annoyed at my beast.

He huffs but stops. Better.

I roll out of bed and walk into the walking-in shower to take a bath, hoping it takes some of the edge I feel away.

I close my eyes as the water cascades over my tall build and I see her. Even though I don't have a clear image of her, her scent had me in a twist.

I need to replace her ASAP. It's an eternity since I last felt this way. The only other person who had made me feel this way was my mate.

I snap my eyes open and get out of the shower, feeling even more restless than when I got in. The day is over already. The Colorado and Dragon pack were having the opening game and I was not interested not that Zeus would have allowed with all the pounding he did in my head.

I put on some shorts and a T-shirt. Maybe I need to run. Running might be better than the shower. And I'll start looking for her tomorrow. At least I know she is here. If not for how late it is already I would have gone knocking on every damn door in this house to replace her.

The fresh air on my face is refreshing. I head towards the trees and I'm hit by that scent again. A mixture of sunshine, vanilla, and something sweet. I look down and see some clothes delicately folded on the ground. I pick them up and inhale deeply.

Zeus has once again gone bunca in my head.

"Find her. Now, " he growls and I wholeheartedly agree.

I let myself be guided by the scent and it leads me to a small river where the most beautiful woman I have ever seen is bathing in her naked glory.

I see her body stiffen as I approached with my steps falting the closer I got to her.

My eyes widen when she suddenly turns around and we both mouth

MATE...