The Unwanted Hybrid

Chapter Four

Khaleesi Pov

"Do I have to go do this thing? Like, what benefits does it have for me?" I huffed out in annoyance, causing Damien to laugh that deep baritone laugh of his. He walks towards me, his olive skin glowing with mischief. He runs his thumb across my cheek, a spark rushing through my body like it always has from his touch. Damien is the definition of the word Italian stallion. He wasn't too muscly, just enough to show he worked out. He had that bad boy edge, his body littered with tattoos, each one telling a different story of all the places he has been or what important moments in his life he has experienced. Then there were those dark green eyes that always captivated me whenever he looked at me. I knew I had fallen for him many years ago and used work and the pack to distract me. There is no way a man like Damien would be interested in a younger girl. He is older and more mature and probably wants a mature woman.

"Picolla, you will enjoy it. Just let your hair down, what's the worst that could happen?"

"Someone pisses me off, and I attack them" Damien c***s his lip up in a smirk as he winks at me and leans forward, placing a kiss on my head.

"As feisty as ever, Picolla." He pulls me up to stand before lacing his tattooed hand in mine and leading us out of my office and into the hallway. I tried to stick to the spot, but Damien just dragged me unwillingly to my demise. Pack members watch and let out little giggles as I try to stop walking.

"Damien, please, I will do anything rather than have to go. I will buy you that sports car you wanted?"

"Picolla, we both know you will buy it me anyway because you want to drive it too."

"Damn it" I mutter it, lowly but everyone hears with their wolf hearing. As Damien drags me into the hall, I notice that the pack fashion divas, as I call them, are sitting waiting patiently. When they see me, Eva, Lea, and Ava clap with excitement, making me even more anxious. The triplets are only a year younger than me, but we are very different people. They love clothes, makeup, and boys, whereas I love death, destruction, and mayhem.

"Alpha Khaleesi, we will have you being the envy of the party. Don't worry"

"Yes, Alpha Khaleesi, you can trust us."

Damien pushes me down on the chair. The three girls were looking at me a little too excited about it for my liking. I feel like they are hunters, and I am their prey.

"Have fun ladies", Damien walks off, leaving me facing my worst nightmare. This is not something I enjoy and Eva seems to sense that.

"Alpha relax. I promise we will make you look more beautiful than you already do."

"Eva, not that I am doubting your mad skills, I am just not into all that girly stuff."

Lea looks at me shocked as she sits in front of me, Ava handing me a glass of bourbon to calm my nerves.

"Didn't you do this back in your other pack with your friends?"

"Lea, do I look like I have ever had friends? Damien, Luca, and Harley are the only friends I have ever had in my life."

The three triplets share a look of sympathy before looking back at me. Ava's brown eyes shone with an unknown emotion.

"I know we are only omegas, but we can be your girlfriends. You should have someone to talk to about stuff that you can't talk to with men,"

"Ava you guys being Omegas doesn't bother me. Exactly what things are you talking about?"

The girls start to get to work on their masterpiece formerly known as my face, as they tell me what girlfriends do.

"We could have sleepovers and do facials whilst talking about our men problems. Having fated mates can be hard, especially when one minute you are thinking for yourself and the next your body and mind are reacting to a soul connection."

"Have you all found your mate?" The three girls look at me with the same love-sick look that everyone gets when I ask them that question.

"Yes. I met mine as soon as I phased, it turns out we had been best friends since we were babies. You know Leo the pack doctor?"

I nod knowing exactly who Eva was on about. The boy looked like the carbon copy of Ryan Reynolds, it was quite eerie. Especially when he dressed up as Deadpool for Halloween last year.

"What about you two?" Lea and Ava smile and both nod, Lea taking her phone out to show me her mate. He is African American, with the most golden eyes i have ever seen.

"I haven't long found my mate. He is a part of the Blue Moon pack, and he is applying to transfer to our pack. Hopefully, he will be approved soon"

"What is the hold-up?" She looks at me and bites her lip.

"The wolf in charge of the approval is my ex, and he is making excuses for not getting it done quickly."

"Do you have his transfer script on your phone?"

Lea nods and then hands me the phone. I read through his transfer script and see that he is going to be an asset to the pack. He has skills that will be useful and strengthen the pack. I hand her her phone back and then take out my phone, calling the Alpha of Blue Moon, Isaiah.

"Hello, Alpha Khaleesi to what do I owe the pleasure?"

"Hi Alpha Isaiah, one of your pack members has requested a transfer to Blood Moon, a man by the name of Xavier Bentley."

"Ah yes, Xavier mentioned that he had found his fated mate. Is there a problem with the transfer script?"

"No problem, I am personally ringing to tell you that it has been accepted. He is welcome to come here as soon as he is ready."

"That is fabulous news, I will tell him straight away. Thank you, Alpha Khaleesi."

I say my goodbyes and end the call, a shocked Lea looking at me like I have three heads.

"I thought that Oliver could only accept or decline transfer scripts?"

"Oliver is doing a job I gave him and doing it piss poorly, by the looks. I can override any decisions he makes."

Lea catches me by surprise as she hugs me, something I have never had from a female before. It is alien to me yet oddly comforting.

"Thank you, Alpha Khaleesi, I won't forget this."

"Mates need to be together. Not apart."

The three girls smile before carrying on with their task in hand, Ava telling me about her mate who is the pack Zeta Lyle. As I listen to them talk about their mates, I can't help but feel a pang of jealousy. Unlike them, my mate didn't desire me whatsoever. he would rather choose someone that wasn't made for him than take me as his fated mate and Luna. That is something I will never forgive Sin for. Seeing his pack decline, though, has had a somewhat karmic effect. Clara was and always will be the type of she-wolf who was driven by money. If the money wasn't hers, then that would be even better.

Two hours later, and a lot of groaning and grunting on my part, the girls had finally finished. Damien walks into the room in an ivory three-piece suit, his tie and lapel pin along with his kerchief are the same royal blue as my gown. My dress was beautiful, I couldn't deny it. It is a navy silk gown that has a sheath column cowl neckline and a sweep train. My heels are a pair of ivory block heels with a pointed toe and an ivory lace-up strap that is adorned with pearls. Ava had put on a sapphire pear drop necklace with matching earrings to finish off the look. My hair was in a messy curly bun with an accent braid and a few wisps of hair falling to frame my face. The girls have done an amazing job and I feel like a princess in those stories my mother used to read to me when I was a child.

"Wow Picolla, just when I thought you couldn't get more breathe taking you proved me wrong" Damien walks, to me taking my hand into his, his eyes locking onto mine. It is like they are saying a thousand things in a language I can't understand. Each passing look filled me with both dread and anticipation.

"Are you ready to go?" I nodded too scared to speak, my voice would betray the way I am feeling right now. I know he can hear my heartbeat thudding against my chest like a sledgehammer. The way Damien makes me feel is one-sided and is an infatuation I need to get over. Even as we leave the hall and the girls squeal happily behind me, I try to push back my thoughts and feelings as best as I can. I am a nobody, yet someone like Damien deserves the most amazing person in the world. For me there is no happily ever after, just a world where I protect my pack and find out my true purpose in life.