The Trifecta's Hybrid

3 - Never In Her Wildest Dreams

Alisa was furious but before she could react, a sickly-sweet voice cut through the air.

"Honey what are you doing?" Karen questioned walking towards them, and Liam promptly let go of Alisa.

Without sparing them another glance, Alisa strutted away with pride. 'They both deserve each other' she thought with a sneer. A fake b***h and a pathetic scum.

Walking into the restaurant, her sight fell on a loving young couple in plain clothes. She could tell they were around her age and were probably commoners.

She had dreamt of a similar life once before, but she didn't dare do so again.

"Men are scum" she whispered to herself. "Remember that Alisa, so get your act together."

"You have already been rejected by your mate so it's high time you focus on leaving this stupid pack".

She was about to walk past the counter when Mira stopped her.

"What?" she snapped, her voice laced with anger. She hadn't planned to be rude to her, but she was not planning to apologize either.

"I'm sorry" Mira apologized in shock as Alisa breathed deeply.

"What can I do for you Aunt Mira" she asked in a calm voice. Trying her best to control her anger at the world.

"The Alpha has asked our store to cater for the upcoming Alpha summit happening in two days and I would like you to be in charge of the cooking" Mira said calmly, watching Alisa's facial reaction.

'Such cheap tricks' Alisa thought with a sneer and the replied calmly "Sure, I need the money after all."

"Great!" Mira exclaimed before giving her an envelope.

"In there is the menu and some cash. Let me know if you need more" without waiting for her reply, Mira fled the restaurant.

Alisa looked calmly at the envelope and squeezed it tight. She was not happy with this new development, but she had no choice, she needed the extra money for her plans.

She had less than a month to leave this place and she needed to plan carefully. After all, one who fails to plan, plans to fail.

Later that day, Alisa went to the market to buy what she needed and early the next morning, she woke up at exactly 4 am.

She was off work today as she had to prepare the meals for the visiting alphas.

The thought of so many alphas strolling down the streets of their small town makes her unhappy.

She was 7 the last time 'The Alphas Summit' was held in her pack. The whole place was literally turned upside down by them.

Tons of men who think they are above everyone else doing as they please without a care in the world.

One of them had even leered at her mother and when she told him she was already married, he was pissed off and slapped her.

Her mom beat the Alpha into a pulp to the surprise of many onlookers. She was the best fighter the pack had, and the previous Alpha admired her strength plus, she was an Alpha too.

Sometimes, Alisa couldn't help but wonder why she never complained when her father went out of line.

Walking down the stairs, she felt a chill as her eyes fell on the empty house before her. She had been living alone in this big house for two years and she had done her best to avoid staying in it but today, she had nowhere to run to or hide at.

She would have to go to the pack house at around 2pm to make dinner for the Alphas that would be arriving later that evening.

Rubbing her hand against the table, she remembered the last time she ate on this table. The day her mother died.

She had gone on a mission and was killed in battle. Worst of all, she didn't get to bury her mother. Alisa had spent 3 days crying in her mother's bedroom and had wished she could die and join her mother.

No matter what tricks she tried, she could not die, which disappointed her greatly.

'Knock! Knock!' Alisa's thoughts were interrupted when she heard the deafening sound of a knock.

Ingrid groaned in displeasure making Alisa chuckle happily. She was happy that her wolf was recovering fast.

"You are wanted in the pack house" the person who had knocked on her door said at once as she opened it.

He was a warrior who seemed to be in his mid-twenties. He had a serious look on his face that could scare the average wolf, but Alisa was not bothered by it.

"My work there starts in the afternoon" she said, stating the obvious.

"The Alpha King and his entourage are arriving at noon, so you are expected to begin work early." he replied calmly

"Okay" she said, slightly relieved that she didn't have to spend the whole day at home.

"Let's go then" the guard insisted irritably which caused Alisa to raise an eyebrow.

"Am to escort you there" he said impatiently but Alisa simply ignored him and walked into the house.

Although she couldn't do as she pleased and had to obey the Alpha, she also wouldn't leave her house until she properly washed up.

She didn't bother to accessorize or put on make up as she had no intention of impressing anyone. She was going there to do what she did best; cook.

About 30 minutes later, Alisa walked out the door to find the guard sitting on her pouch with an aggrieved look. It was already bad enough that he was assigned to the task of getting her to the pack house and now, she was wasting his time.

Ignoring him, she walked to the car and sat on the back seat. She didn't need to take anything with her as her assistant had taken everything, they would need to the packhouse last night.

She was tired but not surprised since that was always how she felt.

About 10 minutes later, Alisa arrived at the pack house and got to work at once. She swiftly avoided bumping into anyone and focused on the task at hand.

At around 12:30pm, she finished cooking and walked to the dining area to set the table. Usually, she would let others handle it but today, she planned to do it herself. She wanted to make sure no mistakes were made and just as she was about to arrange the cutlery, the large doors were pushed open.

Two large men burst into the room and for the first time in years, Alisa was scared shitless. She couldn't move an inch and was frozen I'm shock; as she never in her wildest dreams thought this could be possible. How could she have more mates and two for that matter?