Danika Michaels was born a powerful hybrid but because her
mother died while giving birth to her, she became a social 
pariah to her family and pack members. 
She would be abused by everyone, particularly her father and 
only sister. On her eighteenth birthday, she caught her sister 
with her mate and tried to kill her and that led to her being 
apprehended and thrown in the dungeon. She was to be 
executed for her crime but the Alpha King needed to be 
present to approve her death.

Alonso Lockhart lost his mate to the rogues and had since 
vowed to stay single and mourn her loss. When he received 
the summon to one of his packs for the execution of a young 
girl who attempted the murder of her sister, he was drawn to 
go. Only to get there and find out she was his second chance 
mate. It was not his plan, however, he could not endure the 
state he met her and had to punish her tormentors and take 
her home.And that marked the second phase of the suffering of Danika 
Michaels. The Alpha King made her life a misery, hating her for 
coming into his life when he didn't need her and at the same 
time desired her beyond normalcy.

These two tormented souls exist in a space each fighting for 
their redemption while still battling to control the 
the bond that binds them together. So many secrets would be 
unveiled that will prove they were not meant to be together, 
and it will be left for them to subdue them. 
Let's find out how this bittersweet story would unfold and how 
they later found their happy ending.

Hybrid's Redemption

　　My face fell, sadness crumpling my resolution of a while ago. I was still standing there looking at him through the hood of my eyes, garnering up the last of my morale to be resistant.


　　"I said strip, Danika." he thundered, pushing me backward away from his imposing body. I bit down on my cheek hard, my hands balling beside me as my heartbeat matched the tone of his voice.


　　"I am not going to strip, because I am not your slave, Alpha King," I slurred the Alpha King in a way that screamed defiance.


　　He threw his head back and roared with mirth causing me to blink. In confusion. He is laughing? Why? I thought by now he wou_


　　The speed of his hands shooting out to grab me didn't escape me, or the expedite ripping of my dress off my body. And then, in the next couple of hours, the humiliating scene of whiplash on my naked butt repeated itself, with my unclothed body strung across his lap in the worst way possible.


CHAPTER 37