Alpha's Rejected Hybrid Luna

Pack Everest

ESTELLE WINTERS

My body shook .

Was this the end for my daughter and I?

To think that we survived tenaciously for 5 years just for us to die In the hands of the rogue detection agency.

"I am talking to you, Mr, Raise your hands above your head, If you move an inch, I will blow off your f*****g brains"

This voice was very familiar.

I looked up, eyes coming in contact with the familiar silver hair.

Badump!

The sky was dark and gloomy but still those locks glowed, he was wearing a white shirt and white pants and in his hands were a silver gun.

Small but deadly, it could end the life of anything.

Humans and werewolves alike.

The fatso froze, then he spun around and lunged at Quincy but Quincy dodged smoothly.

His moves were swift, as expected of an alpha werewolf.

The man's eyes widened, then he gritted his teeth "You are a werewolf, you should stay off the business of the R.D.A"

"Not if they are prying into my pack business as well" Quincy swung his fists at the man, the dull thud of flesh being hit made me wrinkle my face.

"Nonsense! We didn't pry into your pack" the man defended.

"The woman you are going after is in my pack, do you know what that means?, you are challenging my authority as an alpha" he sneered, he stretched out his legs, sweeping the fat man to the floor.

He placed the gun on the man's forehead, his amber eyes glinted coldly.

"Go back to your higher-ups and inform them that Alpha Quincy of the Everest pack has taken over the Rogue".

The Fatso trembled, then shakily stood up, his trembling fingers pointed at Quincy "You don't have any right to interfere in the affairs of the R.D.A".

Quincy scoffed and without hesitation, twisted the man's finger and kicked him on his knee — and once again, Fatso found himself on the floor.

"And you actually think your organization has any right to interfere In werewolf affairs?, Rubbish"

The alpha before me was raging, he raised his leg and stepped on the Fatman's hand, his brows knitted wickedly.

"If you stop me again, my claws might mistakenly plunge into your heart"

Instantly I heard a strange trickling sound and that was when I realized... Fatso was so scared that he actually peed on himself.

I couldn't help it, a loud chuckle escaped my lips, startling Quincy, Fatso, and Nyx who was in my arms.

I watched Quincy smile then he nodded towards me.

"Let's leave".

I heaved a sigh of relief, standing up from my hiding place, my legs feeling a bit cramped.

Quincy quickly tucked his gun into his pocket and then took Nyx from me.

"Thank you" I mumbled, my voice came out hoarse and shaky, an after effect of the thrilling escape earlier.

"Anything for my pack members" He responded cheerily.

"Pack member...."

"Or don't you want to be?" He asked.

I shook my head hurriedly "Of course I want to be your pack member, especially for my daughter Nyx" I explained.

He smiled, his eyes lighting up like a glow bulb and that was when I realized....this man actually had a dimple!.

....

"Alpha this is dangerous"

I held my daughter's hand, feeding her bits of the mushy potato on the dining table.

Outside, I could still hear the faint voices of the two pack elders arguing fiercely with Quincy.

Well...I guess we are not really welcomed.

"Why can't I let her into the pack?" I heard Quincy ask.

The two of them kept mute, then one said "What if they are spies...sent by rogues" .

"It seems old age have dulled your brains"

Pift

There was a faint laughter from behind.

I turned and stared with wide eyes at the brown haired curly beauty before me.

She had a wdie grin on her face "You seem to be the new member everyone has been buzzing about lately" she said, her eyes were probing but definitely not malicious.

I shrugged, poking the soft boiled egg on my plate "Yes, even though it's been a week already" I sighed, finally scooping the egg into ny mouth.

"Right, the elders are so dramatic and they still treat Alpha Quincy like he is 15 years old, just because he doesn't have a Luna yet" she huffed, sitting directly beside us.

I lowered my head, not making any remarks.

A few minutes later, Quincy walked into the large dining room, there was a soft gentle smile on his face, he didn't look like someone who had just decimated two elders with his sharp tongue.

"How are you liking your new pack?" He asked, sitting down as he familiarly took Nyx in his arms.

My little girl had grown close to the Alpha, almost as if he was her father.

"Fine, thank you for taking us in" I answered.

He frowned "You don't have to thank me everytime, Estelle, I am an Alpha wolf and it is my duty to make sure all werewolves are well taken care off, no matter what" .

I smiled brightly, his words reminded me of someone.

A person that I had once held and cherished in my heart.

"Well..I won't thank you anymore then".

He heaved a sigh of relief then his eyes lit up as he looked at Nyx, "You have to get prepared Estelle, the pack ceremony to welcome you two will take place in 2 days".

My thudding heart calmed down, finally, my daughter won't be tagged a rogue anymore.

"Okay..." I answered, biting my lips as I looked at Quincy.

"I want to ask for a favour" I added, making him raise his brows at me.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Can you ..teach me how to fight?, I want to be strong"

He stared at me, an unfathomable look in his eyes then he smiled brightly , his eyes crinkling "Sure".

.....

Three Months Later.

"You have gotten stronger"

Quincy commended, there was a proud smile on his face.

I lay on the floor, staring at him with resentment, a pout on my lips.

"But not stronger than you".

He chuckled, unwrapping the wrist guard slowly.

"Why do you want to be stronger than me Estelle, I am an alpha..." He trailed off.

I looked away with a huff "Just know that I want to be stronger".

He laughed, throwing himself on the floor beside me.

I noticed that his silver hair has grown slightly longer, just a little bit more and it would be able to go up in a ponytail.

My eyes glazed when I thought about ponytails.

"Estelle...what are you thinking about"

I licked my lips nervously, staring at the worried appearance of the man before me.

"Nothing"

"Are you sure?" He asked, his voice was low and hoarse.

At that moment, I could feel his hands, they were placed firmly on my lower back, a very dangerous and sensitive spot of mine.

He rubbed that place, sensually "Tell me Estelle, who are you really... what's your story?" He asked, I could detect the pain in his voice.

I shook my head, my body tingling as I leaned into his arms, a soft moan escaping my lips.

His hand tightened around my waist as his lips perched on mine.

Soft, like a dragonfly kissing the surface of the still waters.

Quincy was gentle and soft, so were his kisses.

"Estelle..." He moaned, hands slipping into my shirt, rubbing on the naked skin on my stomach.

I plastered myself on him, lost in the overwhelming tenderness, my lips parted, granting him entrance and he slid in with his tongue.

Twirling and playing..

And just then ...

"Mummy?..."

I separated from Quincy instantly, regaining my clarity.

"Oh my God" I panicked instantly, standing up from the dusty ground of the training field.

"I am so sorry, I shouldn't have...I don't know what came over me..." Quincy apologized.

I ignored him and hurried towards the direction of my daughter's voice.

My heart pounding in my chest.

"Nyx..." I called out, welcoming the familiar sight of my young child.

"I am hungry" she called out, rubbing her eyes, I sighed, leading her into the house.

My cheeks still flushed from the earlier kiss.

....

That night, I refused to have dinner at the general pack hall.

Ashamed to even catch a glimpse of Quincy.

After showering, I sat on my bed, towelling my hair dry.

Nyx was lying beside me, sleeping peacefully.

Without a second thought, I pulled open my laptop, logging into my mail.

Then there was a ding.

A new message.

When I checked, my mouth fell agape.

"We have news about your mother"