Alpha Tyrion's Arranged Mate - His Hybrid Mate

Celine's POV:

Anger ran through my veins like molten fire as I stormed towards Lycan Calle, my steps fueled by a burning rage. The disbelief and shock on the faces of the queen and the pack members did not deter me. I needed answers, and I needed them

now.

Without hesitation, I raised my hand and delivered a resounding slap across Calle's face. The sound echoed through the air, a sharp crack that clearly gave the reflection of my fury. His head jerked to the side, and silence settled like a heavy blanket upon the onlookers.

Alpha Tyrion stood beside me, his presence radiating anger and strength. His low, menacing growl filled the space, a warning to anyone who dared to interfere. I could feel his true support, his primal instincts aligning with my own. I grabbed Lycan Calle by the collar of his shirt, my grip tight and unyielding. My voice, filled with a combination of pain and seething rage, erupted from within me.

"Why did you kill my mother? Why?" I screamed, my teeth clenching in anger.

The air seemed to still, the world holding its breath as my accusation hung in the air. All eyes were fixed upon Calle, frozen in place by the weight of my accusation.

Calle's face turned pale, his worry etched deeply into his features. He stared into my eyes, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and confusion.

"Celine, I don't know what you're talking about," he stammered, his words filled with genuine disbelief. "I never saw your mother after she left our pack. I could never harm her. No one could."

His words pierced through the haze of anger and accusation that had clouded my mind. I released my grip on his shirt, taking a step back as the weight of his words sank in.

Confusion and sorrow swirled within me, mingling with the anger. Calle could never be trusted with his words or actions. Even now, he could be lying. But something in his eyes said that he was utterly shocked by my accusation.

My voice wavered slightly as I asked, "You're telling me that you never saw her again? That she simply disappeared after leaving our pack?"

Calle nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of sadness and regret. "Yes, Celine," he affirmed, his voice filled with sincerity. "Your mother was special. We all knew it. She had a spirit that couldn't be tamed. But I promise you, I had no part in her disappearance. I wasn't any equal to her in powers even with my Lycan blood. She was moon kissed, the Queen."

A heavy silence settled upon us, If he was telling the truth, then who was responsible for my mother's fate? Was there a hidden enemy lurking within our pack or beyond its boundaries?

Alpha Tyrion, ever vigilantly by my side, let out a deep, rumbling growl, his eyes fixed on Calle. The tension in the room was rough as the pack members observed the exchange, their gazes shifting between us.

"Her mother? Who's she? How can she slap the Lycan? "I heard the pack members murmuring to each other.

one of them added, "Is she the daughter of The late Queen who was lost after her birth?"

I wanted to ignore everything which was going around me because my main focus was to catch any type of emotion in Calle's eyes if he was lying to me.

Time seemed to stand still as I took a deep breath, attempting to steady the storm of emotions raging within me. The truth was elusive, concealed within the shadows of uncertainty. We needed answers, and we needed them swiftly. Turning to the queen, I implored her, "We must uncover the truth, Aunt. We cannot rest until we know what happened to my mother. Please, help us find the answers."

My aunt nodded solemnly, her expression filled with determination. "Celine, you have my word," she said, her voice filled with conviction. "We will leave no stone unturned until we uncover the truth behind your mother's disappearance. Justice will prevail."

My anger surged once again, fueled by the uncertainty that enveloped me. I took a step forward, my voice quivering with a mix of frustration and desperation. "You're lying! I can't trust you!" I screamed at Lycan Calle, my accusation echoing through the air.

Alpha Tyrion swiftly stepped between us, his gaze shifting from me to Calle, his voice firm yet tinged with concern. "Celine, calm down," he urged, his alpha presence commanding attention. "We need to understand what happened. Where were you?"

My breath caught in my throat as I locked eyes with my mate, my voice laden with raw emotion. "I was trapped, Alpha Tyrion," I whispered, tears welling in my eyes. "In a secret dungeon, hidden away from the world. I felt like I would never come out, like I was lost forever."

"A secret dungeon?" He asked again.

Confusion and disbelief clouded the faces of the pack members, including Lycan Calle, who shook his head in denial. "I don't know anything about a dungeon," he protested, his tone filled with innocence. "I only wanted to safeguard my special hypnotic herbs in that room. I have no idea about any secret door or dungeon."

My gaze hardened, I was not sure if he was still lying or was just so good at acting that even my wolf couldn't catch any lies.

"If you didn't know about the dungeon, then how did you manage to escape?" Aunt Emerald inquired, her eyes piercing into Lycan Calle's.

My voice shook as I wiped away my tears, my words choked with emotion. "My mom's body helped me," I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper. "Her spirit guided me through the darkness, showing me the way out. It was as if she was still protecting me, even in death."

A hushed gasp rippled through the pack members as my revelation settled upon the pack. I felt her holding my hands and I hugged her tightly.

I rememberd that when I was trapped inside those walls how I had finally found a dead body and the key was attached to the necklace on which it was written that it belonged to the queen. The key had worked in opening the room from inside which had led me through The Secret passage outside the pack.

What I didn't tell everyone was that I had already talked to Zayra, the lioness, and she had helped me to navigate around the words with an ease. I was also very sure that the door of the Dungeon was definitely used by someone from the pack to connect with down outside shifter world without anyone knowing.

"But how are you so sure it was your mother?" My aunt asked again.

"I just knew..."

Alpha Tyrion grabbed my hand and helped me to use his chest as support while I talked to her. I caught Ava who was watching me with her mouth open and a flicker of fear passed through her features.

"Who's she, Lycan king? " Ava asked, pointing at me.

The Queen took a sharp breath and looked at everyone, " Everyone, please bow down to the one and only heiress of the Kingdom Zephyr. The princess and the Hybrid Queen, Luna Celine."

And everyone bowed their heads, including Ava and Alpha Kristian. My wolf jumped with excitement at the recognition and she growled with dominance inside my chest.

"Will she be crowned tomorrow then?" The elders asked. "The Hybrid Blood doesn't need to pass any test. "

My face burned with all the blood which was gushing to me, "I think we should wait."

Lycan calle walked further and intentionally stood between me and Alpha Tyrion.

"She needs to get rid of that Mark and mate bond. Because the marking between me and her will make her the Queen. Otherwise, I want to challenge Celine for the throne with a war." He stared at me with a wide grin.