Firstborn Hybrid Luna
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Chapter 6 Mate img
Chapter 7 avoiding img
Chapter 8 Curiosity img
Chapter 9 craving blood img
Chapter 10 The Truth img
Chapter 11 Finding the Truth img
Chapter 12 A hybrid img
Chapter 13 Eclipse img
Chapter 14 shifted my hybrid form img
Chapter 15 True blood line img
Chapter 16 with Him img
Chapter 17 Leaving img
Chapter 18 About Veronica img
Chapter 19 Shifted img
Chapter 20 Guilt img
Chapter 21 Dream img
Chapter 22 Planning visiting to Mr. Rollen img
Chapter 23 Getting permission img
Chapter 24 Vampire attacked recovery img
Chapter 25 Visiting Mystery img
Chapter 26 Moonlit shadow img
Chapter 27 Pack members confussion img
Chapter 28 Library research with Jasper img
Chapter 29 Moon Child Prophecy Discover img
Chapter 30 Mystery in the forest img
Chapter 31 Jasper's dormetory img
Chapter 32 His favor img
Chapter 33 Rejected img
Chapter 34 Weak Luna rejected request img
Chapter 35 Jasper diary notebook img
Chapter 36 Nicole avoiding me img
Chapter 37 Nicole finding the truth about me img
Chapter 38 Friendship img
Chapter 39 first battle img
Chapter 40 Feeling abandoned img
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Firstborn Hybrid Luna

Author Mie
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Chapter 1 My 18th birthday

Alice POV

Today was my 18th birthday, a day I had been eagerly anticipating. Stepping into the bustling kitchen, I was greeted by the enticing aroma of my mother's cooking. Her hands moved with purpose, a whirlwind of activity as she prepared the feast for my celebration. Despite the chaos, her smile radiated love and determination.

Meanwhile, my step-sister Rem and I were engrossed in decorating the room with vibrant balloons. With each pump, the excitement of the impending celebration grew. Laughter filled the air as we worked together, a sense of camaraderie enveloping us.

As evening approached, the anticipation reached a crescendo. I slipped into the elegant blue off-shoulder dress my mother had chosen for me. The fabric draped around me, exuding a sense of grace and sophistication, as I prepared to step into the spotlight for my debut.

In that moment, as I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, dressed in an elegant ensemble, a flood of emotions washed over me. Nerves fluttered in my stomach, mingling with the excitement of being the center of attention and a hint of apprehension. Yet, underlying it all was a profound sense of gratitude for the love and support that enveloped me on this special night.

After carefully preparing myself, I descended the stairs with a heart full of nervous anticipation. At the bottom, a heartwarming scene unfolded before me: my mom, dad, Rem, and all my friends gathered together, their eyes filled with anticipation and their smiles beaming with love and pride.

Stepping into the circle of their embrace, surrounded by those who mattered most, I was overcome with emotion. It was a moment I had longed for, one that captured the essence of love, support, and unity.

The atmosphere buzzed with anticipation, each pulse of excitement reverberating through the room. A profound sense of belonging washed over me, comforting me with the knowledge that I was never alone, no matter what lay ahead.

Amidst the joyful laughter and lively chatter, I glimpsed familiar faces, each one a testament to the bonds we had forged over the years. Their presence was like a soothing balm to my soul, reminding me of the enduring strength of our connection, regardless of the distance life may bring.

As I stood there, enveloped in the warmth of their affection and the brightness of their smiles, a swell of gratitude flooded my heart. This wasn't merely a celebration of my birthday; it was a celebration of the countless shared moments, cherished memories, and the journey we had undertaken together.

In that moment, surrounded by the ones I loved most, I knew that no matter what the future held, as long as I had them by my side, I could weather any storm, conquer any obstacle, and emerge stronger, braver, and more resilient than ever before.

As the clock struck midnight, the golden glow of the full moon began to seep through the windows, casting an ethereal light upon the room. With a sense of urgency, my mom and dad swiftly guided me to the underground chamber of our house, where my cage awaited.

There was a palpable tension in the air as they secured the door behind me, the metallic click echoing in the silence of the room. I felt a knot tighten in my stomach as the realization sank in – tonight, my beastly form would emerge under the watchful gaze of the moon.

As my mom's tears fell freely, her trembling hand grasping mine, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion welling up inside me. Her sorrow mirrored my own, a reflection of the pain we both endured every time the moon cast its spell upon me.

"It's okay, Mom," I whispered, my voice barely above a hoarse whisper as tears traced silent paths down my cheeks. "I've accepted who I am."

Despite the ache in my heart, there was a sense of acceptance that washed over me, a quiet resolve to embrace the beast within. For years, I had struggled with this curse, but tonight, as the moon rose high in the sky, I found solace in the knowledge that I was not alone.

With only moments to spare, my dad's voice cut through the heavy silence, a stark reminder of the impending transformation. Time seemed to slow to a crawl as we watched the seconds tick by, each moment tinged with a sense of finality.

And then, with a whispered promise and a lingering touch, my parents hurriedly departed, leaving me alone with the impending darkness. As the last echoes of their footsteps faded away, I braced myself for the inevitable, knowing that no matter how fierce the beast within, the love of my family would always guide me home.

In the soft light of the morning, I awoke to the gentle touch of my human form, a stark contrast to the turmoil that churned within me. Ever since I turned sixteen, my beastly alter ego had emerged, shattering the illusion of normalcy and thrusting me into a world of uncertainty.

Accepting this newfound identity was a battle I fought fiercely, grappling with questions that clawed at the edges of my consciousness. Why was I cursed with this duality? Who were my true parents, and what secrets lay hidden within the tangled web of my past?

In those moments of despair, when the weight of my existence threatened to crush me, it was my mother's unwavering courage that became my lifeline. Her words were a beacon of hope in the darkness, a reminder that giving up was never an option.

Yet, despite her words of encouragement, there were times when frustration gnawed at the edges of my patience. My parents, bound by secrets they could not share, were the gatekeepers to my past, holding the keys to a truth I yearned to uncover.

In moments of vulnerability, I would confront them with my doubts and fears, pleading for answers that always seemed just out of reach. Each evasion fueled my frustration, stirring a tempest of emotions within me as I grappled with the tangled strands of my identity.

But as the years passed, I began to understand that some truths were too painful to bear, some secrets too heavy to share. And though the mysteries of my past remained shrouded in darkness, I found solace in the love and support of my family, knowing that no matter where my journey led, they would always be by my side.

As I heard the creak of the door, my attention snapped to its source, revealing Rem's figure approaching with a solemn expression etched across her features. Concern laced my words as I questioned her, my voice tinged with worry, "Rem, what's wrong? Why do you look so sad?"

Standing up, I moved closer to her, my hands gripping the bars of my cage in anticipation. Despite my inquiries, Rem remained silent, her focus solely on unlocking the cage that held me captive, her actions speaking louder than words.

As Rem turned to leave, a sense of urgency gripped me, compelling me to halt her departure. "Rem, what's happening?" I queried, reaching out to grasp her hand, my voice tinged with apprehension. Despite my plea, she remained resolute, her gaze fixed ahead, unmoved by my touch.

Her words pierced through the silence with a weightiness that left me unsettled. "Get dressed and come out," she instructed, her tone devoid of its usual warmth, signaling a seriousness that brooked no argument. With a sense of foreboding settling over me, I watched as she strode purposefully out of the room, leaving me to grapple with the unanswered questions that hung heavy in the air.

I found myself perplexed by Rem's sudden change in demeanor. Memories flooded my mind of her previous visits, where her joyous face and warm embraces were a source of comfort and happiness. I recalled the way her eyes lit up with delight upon seeing me in my human form, her genuine happiness evident in every smile and embrace.

Yet now, as I stood before her, confusion gnawed at the edges of my thoughts. Why had her face shifted so drastically? What had changed since our last encounter that now left her so distant and serious.

With a tinge of apprehension lingering in my heart, I set aside my swirling emotions and focused on the task at hand. Without dwelling further on Rem's enigmatic behavior, I swiftly gathered myself and readied for whatever awaited me outside.

            
            

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