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

　　I gasped, shoving my fingers into his locks and tugging at them mindlessly as he continued kissing me. His hand traveled to my chest and palmed my breasts, fondling them to evoke a throbbing sensation between my legs. I moaned into our lips, giving him room to plummet his tongue down my throat.


　　"So sweet," he mumbled, retrieving his hand to push away the restraint of my frontal and went on to push his hand into my gown, prodding aside my bralett to cup my breast. I arched my chest into his hand, letting him have more room in my inner space, craving things that are out of this world.


　　Alonso brings out the worst in me. Anytime he touched me, I can't help the feelings that runs through me. It makes me behave like a wanton, desiring dark things and craving punishment like the slave he called me. I tore away from him, stood, and straddled him. I grabbed his face and meshed my lips back to his, my hands going about his head to drag him close.


CHAPTER 78