The Alpha and the Hybrid

Bella’s POV My name is Arabella Marie Cradle but please call me Bella, I recently turned 18 years old and I live in hell. My mom died when I was 6 years old when witch hunters attacked our coven. I have been raised by my Aunt Lora and Uncle Alan ever since. My Aunt and Uncle hate me because I am not a pure witch. I am a hybrid just like my mother. I am part witch, part werewolf and part demon. I got the demon from my father. I never meet him. I was the result of a one night stand about 19 years ago. My mother Anna told me she knew his name was Alexander Cradle and he was a demon and that was it. Crawling up to my room after my Aunts last beating I knew I couldn’t take it anymore. Tonight was the night and I was going to leave. I reached my room and looked in the mirror. My face was b****y and a purple bruise was starting to form under my left eye where my uncle punched me. My long auburn hair was tangled. I haven’t had a hair cut in 5 years so my hair reached my butt. My green eyes have lost there sparkle and my pale skin made me look like I belonged in a vampire movie. I slowly shower off the blood watching the red water go down the drain much like my life. I brush my long hair and get dressed in my favorite black leggings, blue hoodie and suede boots. I throw my essentials into a duffel bag and backpack. I slowly remove the lose floor board and pull out the $15,000 I have been saving from working and some of what my mothers had left me. I look at the clock, it is now 1:05am. I slowly open my bedroom door and listen. I can hear my uncle snoring down the hall and the house is dark. I grab my bags, purse and keys and slowly make my way down the stairs and out the front door. We are almost there Serenity says. Serenity is my demon wolf. She is powerful, beautiful and strong. All the things I wish I was. I climb into my 2007 Jetta and speed out of there. Hoping to never come back to Pennsylvania and of never seeing my aunt and uncle ever again. I have been driving for 9hrs straight and Boston is in my sight. I have a showing for a small furnished apartment at 1pm and I will be in Boston before 11. When I arrive I pull into a small diner and get something to eat. Thankfully for makeup or I would definitely attract some attention with my bruised face. Serenity is healing me slowly and food will help. Get bacon!! yelled Serenity. Ok ok I will, you don’t have to yell I say to her. I get my bacon and eggs and start scrolling through job adds. Stanford Financial- receptionist wanted. Must be able to type, take phone calls, organize and must be friendly. No experience required. That’s prefect I almost yell to myself. Who is loud now smirks Serenity. Shut up mutt I rolls my eyes back at her. I call the number and make a interview for 5pm tonight. I sigh to myself, things are finally going right in my life. After putting my deposit down on my tiny studio apartment I started to get ready for my job interview. I put on a simple black dress that covered my breast appropriately and ended mid thigh. I dug through my bag for my black stiletto heals: I added my mother’s ruby earrings and painted my lips dark red. Ready to go!! I say to myself. You look beautiful! Serenity says. Thank you! Time to nail this interview ~Time Skip~ I have been working for Stanford Financial for 4 months now and I love it. About 95% of the employees are werewolf’s or other types of magical beings so I fit in perfectly. Mr. Standard doesn’t come to the office very often and I have yet to meet him. My supervisor Mr. Angelo Williams says that he is coming today. He told me Mr. Stanford is also the Alpha of the Silver Moon pack so remember to show in respect. The Silver Moon pack is one of the largest packs in North America and they reside in upper Washington state. I see Mr. Willams passing back and forth obviously nervous about Mr. Stanford’s arrival. I’m sitting at my desk looking through the schedule and making final changes and adding extra information for Mr. Stanford when I hear the elevator ding. All of a sudden my nose is invaded with the amazing scent of campfire and coffee. Serenity is jumping in my head and all suddenly screams one word in my head MATE!!. I snap my eyes up and see the hottest man I have ever seen in my life. He is build like a Greek god, muscles pushing though his Armani suit. He’s tall about 6’6, Short styles brown hair and the most beautiful deep sea blue eyes. His eyes meet mine and I feel like the world is frozen around us. He strides over to behind my desk and pulls me out of my chair engulfing me in a hug while pushing his face into the crock of my neck exhaling my scent. He growled out one “Mine”.