His hybrid Luna

Chapter one

Karen’s POV

I was frightened hearing her blood-curdling scream.

The only thing was I was her big sister, so I couldn’t run away. I had no choice but to move, to go to her. I forced my legs up the front porch of the Pack house, running in the direction I could hear her screaming my name. My feet pound on the floorboards in panic. I’m moving so fast, I felt myself slipping on the hallway rug, making me skid along the floor and into the wall. My head and shoulder twist at an awkward angle into the kitchen door frame, with enough force that black dots danced in front of my vision. My collarbone and shoulder send shooting pain through my body as I feel my shoulder dislocate on impact.

“Karen! Karen!” Her petrified scream echoed through the house. Jumping to my feet, my head spun. I turned the corner into the kitchen to see the Alpha dragging my sister by her hair into the basement with a whip in his other hand. I start running to her, grabbing the basement door frame just in time for him to slam the door shut on my fingers. My own scream escapes my lips in agony. I reach for the door handle, only to find it's been locked. I start trying to yank my hand free. I could hear her crying and screaming for me on the other side of the door.

“LEAVE HER ALONE!” I screamed at him, slamming my body into the door, trying to free my fingers and get in. Not being able to get a run-up, I threw my body with all my might towards the side where my fingers were stuck, the door moving just enough for me to free my injured bloody mangled hand. My fingers were definitely broken as they twisted and jutted out at unnatural angles. Backing up into the kitchen, I ran full force into the door and bounced off, knocking the air out of my lungs. I stood up, backing up again and running harder. I dropped my shoulder hitting the door with so much force it burst open, my feet hitting air as my body was thrown down the stairs landing at a weird angle. My head smashing into the basement’s concrete floor.

“Karen”

***

Two weeks earlier

“Come on, Mia, time to get up,” I whispered to my seven-year-old sister. She rolled on the mattress stretching and yawning, her beautiful sapphire blue eyes fluttering open to look back at me. Our room was the smallest in the Packhouse and at the back of the house away from everyone. The room consisted of a double bed mattress, a window, and a few toys for Wren. All our possessions easily fit in the duffle bag that was also our wardrobe.

“You've been jogging, Karen,” she said, sleepily looking down at my outfit.

“No, they are just comfy now. Come on you have to get ready for school,” I sat next to her on the mattress on the floor. Mia sat up frowning at me. I pulled her pajamas top off before pulling her school shirt over her head.

“Quick, hop up and put your pants on while I get ready,” I told her.

I quickly got up, walked over to the duffle bag next to the mattress, and pulled my work uniform out of my bag before quickly undressing and slipping it on. I reached for my brush, pulling my hair into a high ponytail before doing the same to Mia’s hair while sitting next to her on the bed. I reached over, grabbing her joggers and socks, placing them on her feet and tying the laces. We could hear people moving about in the house. Mia froze, staring towards the door.

“He’s up, Karen,” Mia whispered.

I quickly threw my shoes on and grabbed the duffle bag, throwing her pajamas in it and the clothes I had on earlier. Throwing the bag over my shoulder, I walked over to the window, knowing we wouldn’t be able to sneak out of the house using the front door. Slowly opening the window, I dropped the bag out before reaching for Mia. She climbed up onto the windowsill before jumping to the grass below. It wasn’t a big jump; the house was only one level besides the basement and the attic. I climbed through, jumping to the grass below before reaching up and shutting the window behind me gently.

Running up the side of the house towards the side gate, I glanced to make sure none of the Pack members were in the front yard. It was exceedingly early still. The sun had only just started coming up, light starting to break through trees that surrounded the house. I grabbed Mia's hand and started jogging towards the bus stop at the end of the dirt road, which was also the driveway. As we neared the end, I could hear the bus coming past. We ran faster to the bus stop, getting there just in time. I threw my arm out, waving the bus down. The bus driver smiled when he saw us.

“Hey, Charlie,” I said, getting on the bus and passing him our bus fare.

“No smile today, Mia?” he asked, smiling down at her. Her lips tugged at the sides before she gave him a big toothy grin.

“That’s my girl,” he said. We moved to the back of the bus. The drive into town was only ten minutes long, and Mia stretched out on the seat next to me, placing her head in my lap.

“Karen, I’m hungry,” she said, gazing up at me.

“I know, I will make you some lunch and breakfast when we get into town,” I told her as I leant down to kiss her head.

I gazed out the window watching the trees and morning birds. I was over having to live this life. My stepfather was a cruel man, and he was the Alpha of one of the most notorious Packs in the city. I would have left when our mother died, but he wouldn’t let me take Mia. I don’t know why, it’s not like he was ever a father to her. He hated her from the moment she was born, and blamed her for our mother’s death. I still remember when he brought her home and told me my mother died during childbirth. He shoved little Mia in my arms and said, “Look after it.” I remember being confused. I was only eleven at the time. I knew nothing about babies. I had to drop out of school, give up my entire life. I raised her, loved her, and she became my whole world. I didn’t understand how he could reject his own pup, his own flesh and blood.

Mia was an adorable baby; Mum would have loved her. I named her Mia since Caleb didn’t even bother to do the paperwork. Mia was Mum’s middle name. She was so excited when she found out she was expecting, and so was Caleb, but when my mother died that excitement turned to hate. The Pack suffered for 7 years since. Petrified of him, they would never go against him. He was Alpha for a reason. So here I was, a high school dropout raising my baby sister. Luckily, Mum had everything ready for her arrival before she passed because Alpha Caleb didn’t help me with anything. I had to get formulas off Pack members. Luckily, even after mum’s death, they didn’t hate her or me. They felt sorry for Mia so they would sneak me tins of formula and nappies.

When Mia turned four and was old enough for school, I enrolled her and started looking for a job so I could try and provide for her. It wasn’t much, but it was better than having to ask or beg Pack members for anything she needed. I still remember the beating I got when I asked Caleb for some money to buy her school uniform. He split my lip open before dragging me to the basement, where he beat me until I passed out. I shook my head at the memory before looking down at Mia, who was playing with my father’s necklace that hung from my neck.

The necklace had a wolf on one side and a man with fangs on the other side. My father died when I was just a year old, I don’t remember him. My mother used to tell me how loving he was, but after the Alpha took us in when I was six, she didn’t really speak about him. Alpha Caleb didn’t want to hear about her past life. She was his mate, he always thought it was a betrayal that she had a child with someone who wasn’t her mate sent by the Moon Goddess.

What made it worse is my father wasn’t a wolf. He was a Vampire and my mother was a wolf, therefore making me a Hybrid, which isn’t all it’s cracked up to be. I’m an abomination.

I can’t completely shift like other wolves. I can grow claws when needed, which is quite painful, and I can also mind link. From my vamp side, I get their speed and sense of smell. I also can’t heal like a wolf or a Vampire unless I drink human blood.

Being raised in a wolf Pack means I don’t get blood, which is okay. I can live without it simply fine, but it means I’m always weaker and I can’t heal. Alpha Caleb forbids me from drinking blood, and besides him, the only other people who know what I am are my mother and Mia.

I hoped one day, Mia and I would be free of this hellhole so I no longer must hide what I am, but that will never happen.

The bus pulled up out the front of the diner I worked at. I quickly pushed Mia towards the exit, stepping onto the footpath.

“Come on, Mia. If we hurry, I will get Luke to make you some pancakes before school.”

Mia took off into the diner to her usual spot, which was close to the kitchen. I watched as she slid along the booth seat, placing her bag down on the red leather seat beside her. Mia loved the diner; she came with me every morning before school and after school, because my shift didn’t finish until 7. I would use my lunch break to pick her up from school, but the biggest bonus of working here was Aline.

The owner was a human woman who owned “George's Diner”. Her husband was George . He died years ago, and she took over her husband’s business. Aline was in her late sixties. She has long white hair that’s always pulled into a bun with green eyes and rosy cheeks. She is a bigger woman but one of my most favorite people I know. She always smiled and loved Mia, and since she didn’t have children of her own, she kind of took me and Mia in.

Aline always made sure Mia had lunch for school and breakfast and dinner. After Mia got seated in the booth, I greeted Aline with a hug before walking out to the kitchen. Luke was standing at the stove with his hippy tie-dyed shirt and jeans, already making Mia pancakes.

Luke was probably my only real friend; he was a good-looking guy with blonde hair and blue eyes, but unfortunately for me, he was also gay. I waved to him as I walked past to find my apron. Mia has pancakes every morning before school. I grabbed my apron and wrapped it around my waist before walking back out to grab the coffee. I started refilling a few customers' cups. George’s Diner was always busy no matter the time of the day. When I finished refilling cups, I walked back into the kitchen to grab Mia her pancakes.

By the time Mia finished her breakfast, it was 7:30 AM. I cleaned up the booth Mia was at and ducked back into the kitchen to grab Mia’s school bag, which I kept in the duffle bag. As I was walking back through the kitchen, Mia was already waiting with a paper bag.

“I made her ham and salad sandwiches, and Luke threw in some quiches from yesterday for her,,” she said, smiling, placing the bag in my hand. Mia came running into the kitchen, wrapping her arms around Aline, her little arms barely making it halfway around Aline’s hips. Aline smiled down at her before placing a kiss on top of her head.

“Have fun at school and learn new things,” Aline told her. I thanked Aline before chucking the bag over my shoulder and grabbing Mia’s hand to walk her to school. The school was only one block away, so Mia and I walked hand in hand the whole way. The streets were busy with everyone getting ready for work, and I quickly pulled to the side as a rush of people came out of the subway, just in time for us not to be trampled. We quickly made it to the school, stopping just out the front of the gates, and I gave her a quick kiss.

“I’ll see you at 3 o’clock, okay? Have fun,” I said before giving her a quick hug.

I watched her run off towards her friends before turning and walking back to the diner. Once I got back to the diner, I quickly went to retrieve mine and Mia’s clothes from the duffle bag, but when I opened the bag, it was empty. Before I even got a chance to close it, Luke walked in.

“Aline already put them in the wash for you,” he said before walking back to the kitchen. I quickly retrieved my apron and went to start taking orders and refilling everyone’s mugs. The day went by quickly, and before I knew it, Aline came out of the kitchen, signaling for me to come over.

“It’s quarter to 3, you have to get Mia, dear. Here, eat this on the way. I noticed you haven’t eaten since yesterday morning,” she said, placing a roast lamb sandwich in my hand with a napkin.

“No, I’m fine, really Aline, you do enough for us already.” She refused to take it back.

“You girls are like children to me, don't be ridiculous,” she replied before quickly turning around and walking into the kitchen.

I ate the sandwich while walking to school. As I did, I looked up at all the high-rise buildings. I loved the city; everything was so fast-paced and alive, constantly on the go. I loved watching people rushing around going about their lives.

When I made it to the school, I waited out the front for the school bell to ring. I wasn’t waiting long before Mia came bursting through the doors with a huge grin on her face. She ran straight towards me wrapping her little arms around me in a hug. I bent down, picking her up and placing her on my hip as we walked back to the diner. She told me all about her day and what she did in class.

Once back at the diner, Mia grabbed her books out of her bag and went to sit with Aline, who was already sitting in a booth waiting for Mia’s arrival. Every afternoon after school, Aline would help Mia with her homework and listen about her day. I waited tables getting ready for the afternoon rush when I suddenly felt eyes on me. I looked up from refilling Mia’s cup with water, but no one was there. Shaking off the feeling, I walked back into the kitchen to get the next order ready.