Aria Evergreen had the perfect childhood. Loving, doting parents. Fun, playful siblings and a lively and caring pack in the Wilds running free and fearless. That all changed the day they came. Turning my golden world red. The hunters.  The slaughterers.  They came to eradicate our pack because we are deemed abominations, unnatural, unclean, tainted. We are not allowed to live because we are mixed bloods filthy half casts that are a danger to the supernatural race by watering down the blood weakening the races.  But that is a lie. <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"> </span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">The truth is they are afraid.</span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">Afraid of our power.</span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">And they should be.</span> <span style="font-family: "Helvetica Neue", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">Because I am a  Alpha Hybrid and when I rise from the ashes, I'll set the world aflame at my feet.</span> I'll burn down the pure bloods empire. The vampire covens and were-beast clans and their kings.