The Hybrid's Revenge: Choose Between Her Mates

We are 'Mates'

Ciara’s POV

“Oh, my God!

Ciara?

Cici, is that you?

Oh my God, we miss you so much, where the hell have you been?

Why do you have blood on your body, are you hurt, whose blood is that?

When did you get here, are you here to stay, did someone attack you?” They asked continuously, pulling me in for warm, tight hugs.

“Stay away from me, I don’t want to hurt you, but if you try to stop me, I will hurt you.” I wanted them sternly, pushing them away from me.

Gosh, I look like a lost puppy that has just been found. Why did I let them hug me that way, now I’m getting unnecessarily emotional. I had to forcefully push them away, and I put on my angry, evil look that makes them scared of me. They didn’t look too scared, so I decided to transform into my beast, that always does the trick for me. They moved back and took a closer look at me, eyeing me suspiciously.

“Oh, No!

What have you done, Ciara, who did you hurt this time?” Graciela asked sadly as a droplet of tears flowed down her cheeks.

“Why don’t you go back to your fancy party and find out?” I smirked, earning hard glares from my sisters and Bethany, or friend.

“What did you do?” Bethany asked me sternly, pulling out a silver gun and pointing it toward me in anger.

“Silver gun and bullet?

Oh, please…

It doesn’t work on me, you can’t hurt me!” I let out in a moving tone, getting her more furious. She c****d her gun and shot me in the arm, smirking in satisfaction when I screamed out in pain.

“No, Cici…

This is more dangerous than that, and yes, I can hurt you if I want to.” She let out sternly, her gun still pointing at me. Why on earth did I bump into these girls?

My arm still hurt so badly, I don’t know what she had shot me with, but it was so potent and I can feel the stinging pain in my arm, and the spot where the bullet went into my skin had dark lines veins. I was trying so hard to avoid this encounter, you have no idea what I had to do to avoid meeting with my sisters and Bethany.

…AN HOUR EARLIER…

“I should be the one asking the questions, Sugar. What are you doing here, and why are you wearing a disguise?” he asked me, taking me off guard by his question. Believe me, I was shocked, so shocked. But I had to call his bluff, I maintained a straight face and acted as if I have no idea what he could be talking about.

“What the hell are you talking about?

Of course, I’m here to celebrate with you my king, what sisters are you talking about?” I asked him, letting out a nervous laugh as I creased my brow and looked up at him, feigning ignorance. Standing this close to him is kind of intimidating, gosh, he’s so tall and huge. He had his hand around my waist, his grip was firm and soft at the same time. When I looked into his eyes, I felt lightheaded, and I could have sworn that I heard a voice inside of me that said,

“Mate”

His eyes darkened with desire as I stared into his Hazel orbs. We got lost in each other's eyes, and I felt something strange in my heart, and for the first time since I saw him this even, I got hit with his scent. You know that distinct scent of lavender. Everyone knows that lavender has a delicate, sweet smell that is floral, herbal, and evergreen woodsy at the same time. It has soft, powdery, or smokey notes as well. Some lavenders have a more medicinal camphor smell that is closer to the balsamic resin scent of rosemary. His scent is a combination of all these properties of lavender and I think there is a reason why he smells like lavender, I think he was made this way just for me…

Sounds crazy right?

Okay, check this out. You know the scent of lavender soothes us and helps us relax. It inhibits anxiety, depression, and conflict. Lavender is a calming scent for relaxation that puts us in a better mood and helps create a sense of tranquility and peacefulness. Not only can lavender help the stresses of the day melt away, but it can also help us fall asleep faster and sleep deeper and longer.

That is exactly what I feel as I inhaled his distinct lavender scent, I felt so relaxed and free, so relaxed. I felt like this is where I’m meant to be like all my troubles have come to an end. I had to keep reminding myself that he is the enemy and I can’t fall in love with the enemy. His hands moved on my back as we both moved to the sound of the background music. I was tempted to lean on him and inhale his scent all day long, I felt the urge to lean forward and place my lips on his, but I had to push that thought away.

“Drake is the man for me, this arrogant king is my enemy…

Drake is the man for me, this bastard is my enemy…” I kept chanting these words in my head, trying desperately to deny myself the comfort he provides me by just holding me in his arms. He was dumbstruck as well, for a good few minutes, we couldn’t say a word to each other, we just gazed into the eyes of each other, lost in the moment.

I closed my eyes for a moment, and it felt heavenly to be in his arms. I couldn’t help wondering if I would feel this way in Drake’s arms. He is confusing me with these strange feelings. I literally had to force myself to look away from him and break out of this trance that I’m stuck in. I heard him chuckle softly when I looked away, I had to look back at him to see what he was so amusing to him.

“What?” I asked in annoyance when I caught the amused smile on his face. This is not a comedy show, and I’m certainly not taking this from him. He won’t stand in front of me and laugh at me as if I’m some clown performing a show for him. I leveled him a stern gaze, demanding an explanation.

“This mask did you no justice, Sugar. I want you to take off the mask, Ciara. I want to see your face, your real face, I mean.” He lets out cozily, trying to coax me, so I thought anyway.

“Did you hit your head somewhere, because you sound crazy right now. If you don’t mind, my king, I think I’m done dancing. I don’t want to catch crazy.” I told him bluntly, turning to leave the dance floor. But he pulled me back into his arms, forcing me to stay put. I got furious at him, I hate it when I’m forced to do what I don’t want, it brings back bad memories and I’m forced to react defensively. He is so lucky that I’ve spent all these months I was away learning how to control my abilities. I could feel myself getting angrier, and as I got angrier, I was losing control of my beast. I shut my eyes firmly for a few seconds, and I reined in my beast, forcing it to stay calm.

“The next time you pull a stunt like this with me, I’ll kill you.” I threatened fiercely, then I dragged my hand away from his and I turned away a second time, going towards the lady's room. I need to touch up my makeup, it must be smutched or something, and that is why he is able to recognize me. I heard his heavy footsteps as he was z

followed me down the hall and I felt so pissef at him. Is this guy courting death or what?

Yes, I’m here to kill him, but I don’t want to fulfill his death wish, I want to do it because I want to, not because he pushed me to it. If I let him get on my nerves, I may end up killing him out here in the hallway, and there will be many casualties. His guards will attack, and I’ll be forced to defend myself against the, and that will lead to me killing innocent people.

I tried to get away from him, I quickened my pace to escape him, but he wouldn’t back down. He fastened his pace as well, and he pulled me back into his arms, backing me up against the wall. Before I could react, he leaned down and covered my mouth with his, kissing me passionately. I would have fought back, or even pushed him away, but I couldn’t lift a finger.

Wait,

Actually, I did lift a finger, not just a finger, I lifted my hands and pulled him closer to deepen our kiss. In the twinkling of an eye, I was lifted off my feet, he had one hand under my knees, and the other behind my back, holding me close to his chest. I had my hands around his neck, and I looked at him in surprise wondering what he is up to.

“Where are you taking me?” I asked him.

“I’m taking you away from prying eyes, I want to have a word with you in private. I need you to tell me if you are back to stay, and why the hell are you wearing a disguise?” he let out curtly while taking me up a winding staircase, ignoring the curious gazes from passersby.

“Put me down, You freak!

Put me down at once!

I told you I don’t know what you are talking about, what makes you think I’m going to change my mind and accept to be who I’m not. I’m not the person you speak of, flirting with me will not change that!” I yelled at him, struggling to get myself off his arms. I kicked and kicked, but he wouldn’t budge. We got to a door and he finally dropped me, forcefully putting me down. I almost fell down on my butt.

“What the hell is wrong with you, are you f*****g ins…” someone walked towards us, and I had to hold it in before I’m accused of speaking arrogantly to the king. He ignored my rambling and pushed the door open,

“Get in!” he ordered sternly, gesturing to the open door. I folded my hands defiantly, giving him a look that says,

“Make me,”

“Really, Ciara?

Really?

Is that how you want to play this?

Sure, that’s fine. So why don’t I call Dominic and the girls over here and see what they have to say about this.” He threatened fiercely, making me growl at him in anger. This guy has a death wish, and I think it’s time I grant him that wish.

Gosh, he’s so annoying!

I smiled deviously, and I walked into the room, swaying my hips seductively I did. He came in after me and shut the door behind him, making me smirk evilly as he just made a huge mistake. I swayed my hips to the bed, and I perched on the edge of the bed, my hand leaning on the bed as I pushed my boobs up, giving him a good view. He stood leaning against the door, his hand folded on his chest as he fixed his eyes on my chest.

“The face us up here, perv!” I let out teasingly, earning a soft chuckle.

“Do you feel our bond, Sugar, do you know we are mates?” he asked me, and this time, I laughed out loud.

“Come on, Dec, we are different species, we can’t be mates. You know what, I know you are attracted to me, and I am a little bit attracted to you. Let’s just f**k and get over it!” I told him bluntly, earning a deep chuckle this time.

I mean it, Cupcake, we are mates, and I wish to make you mine. I can teach you, I can help you get over your loneliness and despair. I want you, Sugar, I want to make you mine.” As he spoke, he walked closer to me, squatting in front of me, and looking deep into my eyes.

“I know you can feel it too, deep down in your heart, you know I’m saying the truth. Your coming here today is not by chance, you were brought to me by the moon goddess, you are mine to cherish, mine to love and adore.” He proclaims, caressing my thighs as he spoke.

“Bastard!” he’s just like Fabius, a tricky bastard. This is how they begin, they’ll trick you into falling for them, then they beat you up and screw you and best you as often as they desire. Werewolves, and lycans, they are all the same and I f*****g hate them all. I’ll be a big fool if I let him coax me into doing this.

“Do you want to know why I came back here?” I asked with a smirk.