MATED TO HIM: HIS HYBRID MATE

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for years. Small as the house was, it still could keep one's body warm. The building, mostly made of wood that needed to be repl

stick that was often used to lock it. Pulling down he

able. A scrawny man with a distinct sickly pallor and completely greyed hair wal

es. He tried to speak again when he doubled over in a fit of coughs.

ver to hold him. Leading him to th

I got us enoug

ts of the bag as she laid t

ed, disapproval laced in his voice. Ivora ignored his question

dipped his bread into the water his daughter kept on the table earlier to make it soft enough for h

y wolf pack in the world. It's men, so hefty and strong looking that one would think they were made

particular rule that Ivora hated the most. On the first day of winter every five years, the mated men would exc

Alpha of the pack, Malavan, her father's brother. Ander, her father knew that nothing romantic happened on those nights. It was raw, savage sex. Her mother's human bo

her father, to be locked in a special cell for traitors and to be fed poison every day for six years.

id, the woman who helped deliver her.

adn't been easy for them to feed as they had been treated as outcasts and though her father was a werewolf, he couldn

ra from her thoughts. She whipped her

l go." Her

father."

not return, her eyes shot to the door. She grabb

my daught

and her heart jumped into her th

eling on the ground, blood dripping from his head. Another man, tall

ise... I promise.. she won't steal from yo

he man turned to see Ivora then. With grim eyes and a cro

e okay." Her father sai

father." Said Ivora, her p

aving a bloody, gaping hole in its place. It all happened in a second. Before Ivora could process wha

scream tore out

rd, aiming her dagger at his chest. He twisted his body out

h her neck and smashing into a large tree. He pinned

ke you pay

chest. He made a choking sound as he collapsed over her. Ivora struggled, pulling herself fr

hurt my

st. She picked up her dagger, hacking his head from his neck, she watched as his ugly head rolled on

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d just a few inches from him as it refused to go farther. Ivora felt something shift in her chest as she looked at her f

_ and pulled her into a hug. That would develop more worry lines if she got hurt each time she

lips as she fell onto the snow, ho

r." She

y now?" She waited but of course, the reply did not come, she would no longer hear her father's croaky

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s possible. Getting up, she broke one of the tree branches and quickly shaped it into a shovel usi

as she gently lowered him to the ground. Tracing his face one more time, she covered his body slowly. Ivora half expected that

nd grabbed her cloak and dagger. Ivora walked towards her house, she mo

get revenge." She whisper

he needed, put them in her bag and turned to