Broken Hybrid Alpha

Unexpected Confrontation

"I thought you might be hungry so I decided to bring food for you." She replied simply, still looking at the leftover vegetables.

"I don't like vegetables. I prefer meat." He commented when he followed her gaze. "Thank you for the meal." He added and she nodded in response.

"What's your name?" She heard him ask.

"Jasmine." She replied to which he nodded. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back on the wall.

"You have a beautiful name, Jasmine. I am Caleb, and I am very happy that you are still alive." He commented with his eyes still closed.

"Were you expecting me to die?" She retorted, shocked at what he just said.

Caleb's eyes flew open immediately. "Wait! You don't know what you are?" He asked, looking intently at her.

"Huh? What do you mean by 'what I am?" She asked with furrowed brows. She didn't understand what he was asking.

"Uhm... Don't mind my words. I was just surprised that you came to give a stranger food. Not many kind people exist and I am happy that you are one of the few that still exist." He successfully threw her off.

Jasmine felt warmth spread in her heart. A bright smile plastered on her face. No one had ever called her 'kind' before.

"Thank you." She uttered, looking everywhere except at him.

"Why did your parents travel without you, Caleb?" She inquired. The question forced him to snap out of his daydream.

"I don't know why." He responded with a slight shrug and turned his face away from her to look at the door.

"I could talk to my mum so you can come to stay with us until they return–"

"No!" He stated sharply, cutting her off immediately. Jasmine was taken aback by his reaction.

"I'm sorry, Jasmine. I didn't mean to scare you. But, I can't leave this place, and no one must know that I am here. Pls, promise that you won't tell anyone about me?" He requested.

This confused Jasmine and generated lots of questions in her head. Why can't he leave and why didn't he want anyone to know about him?

"Why?" She asked.

"Because I will be punished if my parents find out that I left or let anyone in." He replied.

"O-okay. I won't tell anyone. But, how will you be eating... Never mind. I will bring food for you every day until they return. Is that okay?" She offered in the hope that he would accept her offer.

"Thank you, Jasmine."

Their bond grew stronger and their friendship continued for months until one fateful day when everything turned upside down.

Jasmine jumped over the fence into the Wilson's yard. She had been so busy throughout the day and only now did she have time to go see Caleb.

She hadn't seen him for some time because his parents were home, but he had told her in a letter that his parents will be traveling today. She couldn't wait to see him again.

She walked into the room to find nobody inside. Where did he go now?

"Caleb? Where are you?" She called out but got no response. The moment she turned around, she almost developed a heart attack.

The Wilson's stood at the glass door, looking at her with shock written all over their faces. They looked like they just encountered a ghost.

"Good evening Mr. and Mrs. Wilson." She greeted awkwardly. This was unexpected and she didn't know what to do in this situation.

They were supposed to have traveled this morning so why were they here now? And, where is Caleb?

Mr. Wilson's face contorted in anger and Jasmine could feel the hair on her skin rise.

"How did you get in here?" Mrs. Wilson asked irritatedly and Jasmine guessed that they may be angry because she had entered their house through the back.

"I am sorry Mrs. Wilson. I didn't mean to enter the house without your perm –"

"How did you enter here?" Mr. Wilson cut her off and she flinched at the tone he used.

"I came t-through the door." She pointed at the glass door.

"And what are you doing here?" Mrs. Wilson asked again, her already narrowed eyes becoming even narrower.

"I came to see Caleb." She replied, her voice almost a whisper. All she wanted right now was to go back in time and not visit until tomorrow. She didn't want to put Caleb in trouble.

"Where is he?" It was Mr. Wilson's turn to ask.

"I didn't find him when I came." Her answer seemed to have ignited a fire inside Mr. Wilson but his wife gave an opposite reaction.

Her eyes were now normal. She placed a hand on her husband's shoulder, who was looking like he would explode the next second and whispered something to his ear.

Whatever she said, seemed to have surprised him because his eyes opened wide and his lips parted in disbelief as he stared at Jasmine.

Silence reigned in the room for a couple of seconds before Mrs. Wilson spoke again.

"Come with us, dear. We will like to welcome you properly to our house." Mrs. Wilson said in a sweet voice different from the one she had used previously.

Jasmine's unease now tripled. Why was the woman acting all nice and friendly now?

"I'm sorry Mrs. Wilson, I think I should go back home now." Jasmine rejected the offer immediately but the woman was not ready to give up just yet.

"Don't worry my dear, it won't take long. We just want to offer you tea, and make you feel comfortable since you are a friend to our son. We didn't know he had any friends." Mrs. Wilson insisted.

Her husband at this point was also smiling as if he didn't look like a raging monster a few minutes ago.

Jasmine was caught in a dilemma. She wasn't comfortable with the offer but she didn't want to come off as rude by rejecting it the second time.

"Okay." She finally agreed after finding no other way around the situation.

She followed the couple around the house, into their sitting room.

Mrs. Wilson went to a room Jasmine believed to be the kitchen, leaving her and Mr. Wilson alone.

"What is your name?" He asked her, still smiling like a devil.

"Jasmine." She answered, after swallowing hard. This man looks scary. She wasn't sure she would return to this house after this night.

"Jasmine, tell me how you met Caleb?" The man inquired and she narrated what happened the night they met.

"I see." That was all he said after her narration. "How long have you been coming here?" He asked again.

"A few months now." She replied honestly.

The man nodded. "Did he tell you anything about himself? Or us?" He threw another question but before she could answer, Mrs. Wilson, walked in with a tray.

"Forgive us for the way we treated you, dear. We didn't know you are a friend to our son. We thought you came to steal something." She said as she handed a cup of tea to Jasmine.

"We hope you can forgive us, Jasmine." The man added, smiling apologetically.

Jasmine became confused. Is she just overthinking things or were these people nice?

"It's okay. You have not done anything that warrants forgiveness." She said, and the couple's smile turned wider.

Just then, Caleb walked into the sitting room. She relaxed and smiled at him, happy that she would not be left alone with his parents anymore.

Her smile however died down when she saw the way he was looking at her or was it the cup in her hand? She wasn't quite sure.

In less than a second, the cup she was holding shattered and Caleb was already standing before her.

Her eyes stretched wide and by the time she blinked, Mr. and Mrs. Wilson were on the floor, headless.

Her hands flew to cover her mouth as she looked from the couple on the ground to her friend who was now half man half beast.

Her body had shut down as she froze on the spot.

Caleb who had half shifted into his Lycan form, approached her after he shifted back.

"Jasmine?" He called out but there was no response. She could hear her name but she couldn't respond.

She came back to her senses when she felt him shaking her body vigorously and her first reaction was to scream.

But, before any sound came out of her mouth, Caleb covered her mouth and flicked the side of her neck, making her lose consciousness immediately.

She woke up in her room the next morning, to the news that the Wilson's had relocated to another location.

She had gone back to the house severally but she always found the place empty.

No Caleb, no Mr. and Mrs. Wilson, no dead body. Nobody knew that people were murdered in the house except for her.

But she noticed something different.

The room with the glass door was no longer there.