THE HYBRID WOLF

Leila.

Clayton and I walk back hand in hand to the mansion still processing what just happened.

The few things I've observed is that I feel even more possessive of Clayton and by the way he grips my hand, him as well. I can feel both Leone and Zeus in me. Our steps are so silent you would think our stomping foot didn't exist. I feel everything going on within Clayton as if we were one. Our heartbeats are synchronized. We are two separate bodies, but just one entity.

A loud roar coming from the mansion startles us. We look at each other and rush as dread feels our inside. Now I notice how fast we are in our human form too.

We arrived and found a furious Lorenzo. I look around and everyone has a grave look on their faces. I notice Violetta isn't there and my legs buckle down. Clayton catches me before I hit the ground.

"What happened?" I growl and everyone shivers from the intensity of my anger. They all turn to me in shock, even Lorenzo is trembling. The crown prince is shuddering under my dominance.

Clayton immediately crunched to my level and rubbed my back to calm me down.

"I will not repeat myself," I say looking up with eyes all white and gasps leaving them one after the other when they notice. Their shaking forms and Clayton's arm around me calms me down and I apologize for frightening them.

"Someone called Violetta, saying they had her family hostage and if she wanted to see them a life, she should find a way to bring you to them," Cassie says tears in her eyes.

"And you let her go?" Clayton's voice booms in the night sky.

"Of course not," Lorenzo answers heaving. "I knew you would never agree to something like that, and I told Violetta so, but that we were going to find a way. She was shaking so much, I figured I should grab a glass of water for her. Upon my return, she had taken the fucking jeep and left. I followed the scent of the car. I found it not too far from here, but she was nowhere to be found," he finished breaking down into tears.

"Where were all of you?" I ask, turning to the others.

"We were asleep. It's pretty late," Mom answers, and only now do I notice the sky clearing into the morning. That means Clayton and I were in the forest for the entire night.

I hadn't noticed.

"And they said they wanted me? Did they leave anything we could contact them with?" I ask getting up and dusting my dress.

"No, I mean, I didn't check," Lorenzo says through his angry face.

We all head to the car to check for any contact or address they intended me to call or go to. And as I guess, an address and a word promising to release Violetta if I got there before dawn.

"I'll go," I say, and everyone's eyes go wide. Lorenzo's is filled with hope and fear. Mom and Dad are panicked. Cassie is crying in Mike's arms. Clayton has a blank face, making it hard to read his mood for the others, but we've agreed to this together.

"I can't ask that of you... Moreover, I will survive if something happens to her, but Clayton won't if something happens to you," Lorenzo finally says, breaking the pregnant silence that had befallen us. I smile his way, but let them know I had made up my mind.

I grab the paper and call the number written down, letting the person who answered the call that I was on my way. The woman on the other end asks me to bring Clayton along in a condescending manner, and I fight to hold in my laughter. I agree and she hangs up.

I turn to Clayton and find him grinning maliciously. I know he was going to treat this case as a redeemer for the time he lost Kayla.

Clayton and I leave immediately in his BMW. We arrived at the given location pretty quickly.

The place looks normal at first glance. A normal mansion, but we notice the material used in building the house and understanding downs on us. We are dealing with Lycans.

But why would a Lycan do something like this? It was so rare for Lycans to attack one another, or any other species for that matter. Lycans mostly only defended themselves. It always resulted in the death of the attacker, but it remains that, it was never the Lycan who caused trouble.

We turn to the front door by the side when it opens and two Lycans walk out. I gasped when I saw John standing next to a beautiful woman.

"Lady Victoria," Clayton greets, and the woman's eyes go wide when she recognizes Clayton. She turns to John with a panicked look.

"Is that the Clayton you were talking about?" She asks shivering and John frowns nodding. Confusion mares his face at his mate's reaction. Wait, what? Where is Viviane? He is a Lycan now?

"Omg," the woman, Victoria cries out. "You just condemned us to death, you fool," she shouts eyeing Clayton warily.

"Clayton, please. This is all just a mistake. We didn't mean to cause any trouble. I'll go get your friend," she says, turning to head in, but John grabs her by the arm and she winced at the force of his hold.

"You will do no such thing. Not before I have Leila. Who is he anyway? Why do you behave like this before a mere werewolf?" He asks getting upset. Oh, John, you have never been the most clever person in the room.

"You don't know who that is? This is exactly why I told you not to act before you knew our world and see where you landed us. That is Lord Clayton Hall. Son of the great Duke Daniel Alphonso Hall and nephew of the King. The nephew of the fucking King of Lycans, King Mikhail Stephen. You just angered a member of the royal family and you're asking me why I'm afraid?" She shrieks in his face. His expression morphs from angry, to pale and back to anger.

"I have a question though... Why?" Clayton asks in a calm, collected voice, his face unreadable. John leaves Victoria's arm and turns back to us his face red, chest rising and falling rapidly, fist clenching and unclenching.

"Because Leila is my mate. She is mine," John shouts out like the deranged son of a bitch he is.

Victoria takes a shaken step back, like he just slapped her and tears stream down her cheeks. Her eyes are wide with disbelief as she gape at her mate calling another woman his mate.

"You said, you wanted to hurt her. She took your parents' love from you and you wanted her to pay. You said you wanted to kill Clayton because you wanted her to feel as lost as you felt, live a loveless life like you did..." She rants shaking her head like she doesn't want to accept that he lied to her.

"I know what I said..." He turns and shouts at her.

"You said, she killed your parents..." He cuts her off with a loud growl, but I've heard her loud and clear even though she was talking amidst sobs.

"He said what?" I ask in a dangerously calm tone.

"Yes, they're dead. They're dead because of you. Because they wouldn't shut up and let me plan to get you back. Always on my back to ask me to leave you alone, but you are mmm..." He doesn't get to finish his phrase because Clayton has him in the air in the blink of an eye. Holding him by his throat, his legs dangling down and kicking the air.

Victoria flinched, shrieking back at the sudden movement.

John shifts in Clayton's hold and a brown Lycan lands a few meters away from Clayton. John's Lycan grinds his teeth, growling against Clayton who looks unperturbed.

Clayton turns his head slightly to the side, gazing at Victoria from the corner of his eyes, and mouths a 'sorry' to her. The air suddenly shift, weighing with the overwhelming power radiating from Clayton before he shifts. I disintegrate from where i stood, melting into Clayton to form our beast.

We see John's Lycan looking from where I stood to where our beast was standing with fear. He has difficulties breathing the current filled air surrounding us at the moment. He turned to Victoria but she wasn't there, she had headed inside, either to get Violetta or to get a drink.

I am so mad, I see red. He killed my parents. Alpha Jacob and Luna Katie were no more because of this lunatic. He should die...

I feel all sorts of emotions. Guilt, grief, hatred, sadness... I should have taken them with me...

We move so fast, that John doesn't even have the time to register what is happening. We dig our claws into his chest, opening his rib cage. He screams in agonizing pain, but the sound of his horrible voice only fuels our anger.

Firstly for thinking I was his. Secondly for killing my parents and lastly for lying to Victoria and condemning her to death like he was.

Our claws slide from his chest to his abdomen, his internal organs making their view. It is painful, but it won't kill him.

He digs his claws in our arms trying to prey our hands away from him, but his struggles create an incredibly satisfying feeling in us.

We pull him up by his lower limbs, his head dangling down. We reap out the two hind limbs with a forceful pull, and he roars in pain. His upper body is shaking and trashing on the ground. We throw his limbs which were now separated from the rest of his body to the side. He is losing so much blood. His eyes were filled with terror as we closed in on him.

His pleading is cut shut by us reaping his spinal cord out with his head in one piece. Throwing the pathetic piece away. I didn't want to hear the word 'sorry' or some shit like that from his fucking mouth. We shift back eyeing the piece of shit dead on the ground in a pool of blood.

We headed in and found Victoria's lifeless body. So, if we kill a Lycan, their mate immediately died? Interesting... We see a frightened Violetta was sitting on a chair in a corner. We unfastened the robes around her body and left.