The Alpha's Hybrid Mate

to be

n though everyone around her was telling and explaining to

r life. Zoe Archer was a Wiccan of the Crescent Moonstone wolf pack. She was half human but not considered it like the ot

e had stopped asking questions years ago. She stopped trying to find out after the age of fiftee

mother for the rituals dance that she would have to

er to protect the village. The temple monaste

lves or outside forces the higher ranking wolves of the pack use this time to run perimeters. It is her

onastery steps to ask for an audien

could see arising by calling a mee

ul witch in the pack. This granted her the title of Wiccan of the

the Pack. The first time Zoe heard that title was when she was fetching water

the wolves said. Wiccan of the Tribe. Zoe was also the Whore of the Pact. That m

the temple. She would see no one but the sisters of the temple and her mother.

her blood spilled to insure that the tribe’s land and power base prosper for generations even after her death. Howev

a lose-lose for herself and

her worthy of his/her company. If there was a banquet or meeting with neigh

t she felt when trying to understand that she would continue t

met, Zoe was ushered in by a young she-wol

as she walked away. Zoe could not blame th

eject them if she wanted. The last Wiccan of the Pack did not deny any wolf in her bed.

dress trail behind her. Since this was an official meeting as Wiccan of the T

have been the ceremonial headdress but Zoe decided to forgo it to let her c

left was his beta, Alexandre and on his right sat the Omega, Dire. Th

Alphas' power. The pure power and rage alone was intoxicating for her

of the pact could feel Nikoli’s strength. He had been the first Alpha in generations to be inducted at the young age of 15, however even at

amongst the weres and wolves however, many of

as he addressed the elders.

s of our pact as well as the coven to help us come together.” One of th

ever acknowledged Zoe by name, she knew the rules. Even if she was the most powerful witch in the entire pact

with me,” the wolf gruffed. Zoe tried not

hat. I really h

e Wicca wishes not to be

s dubbed the Wicca of the Tribe, that is her title.” At that moment, Zoe felt a war

andsome he was, that is, until

ai

you whore,

trembling throu

Zoe muttered. I had

she could see the full view of his face. The dark embers of his

Nikoli’s eyes were the colo

the base of his v

hat moment, the impacted of Zoe’s rage pushed everyone ba

and saw his eyes tremo

ger, but none

rom me. Z

n had taught her to control her temper and quell her fury, but something inside of h