Mark of a Hybrid

One night. Just one single night of sitting around a fire with a bunch of people I didn't want to be with, but I got emotionally blackmailed into it by PJ, so I didn't have much of a choice. I was even surprised he and Zack still wanted to be friends with me, after all these years of me isolating myself from them.

Tonight I still kept me to myself. Walking around the fire where everyone was gathered and soon standing closer to the fire where I was alone. PJ and Zack weren't around anymore and I didn't have someone to keep me company. Not that I needed someone to keep me company in anyway.

I sat down on a log and took out phone. Tonight was also the night of a full moon and it was normally nights like these where werwolves found their mates. Looking around I saw how all the girls were over the guys, waiting for that one moment or any sign that that guy could possibly be the ones. Maybe werewolves were lucky to know that there was that one person out there waiting to be united with them. I on the other hand, believed that I was cursed. There was honestly no way I would get a mate.

The fire did feel nicely warm and I thought that being here wasn't too bad since nobody was really bothering me and reading another Wattpad novel would be enough to help time pass. I was enjoying peace, until someone came sitting next to me and when I looked, it just had to be that one person. That one last person, I wanted to come and sit next to me.

Greghard Altman, or as the ladies love to call him, Wolfy. Oh, the guy had it all. He had the looks, the charms, including that mysterious bad boy vibe that would make any hormonal shewolf melt at the sight of him. He was cocky and arrogant, and last but not least, he was a vampire. Vampire and witches never mixed well.

"I didn't think I'd find you here." He said.

I looked at him and then looked around, even wondering if he was talking to me. Blue eyes, long dark hair, a squared jaw and a body to top it off. I mean I had to admit that he did have the looks at some point, but I was never one to openly accept that and even if I did, he wasn't my type. Did I even have a type.

I still had to answer his questions and deciding not to be rude, because that's what I promised Angeline, I thought of the shortest and nicest thing to say. "Well...the more the merrier I guess..."

He only gave me a smile and also started to stare into the fire. I on the other hand, looked back at my phone. I didn't want things to get too awkward and even hoped for something to come along that would distract the guy and swoop him away.

Instead, he remained seated next to me and pretty soon the rest of the crowd all came to sit around the fire.

"Hey!" I heard the voice of a female.

I turned my head and saw that the person was actually talking to Greg and even seated right next to him. Great, he was distracted.

I then got up from the log deciding to get myself a refill, and probably never come back. But just as I walked away from the fire there was this sweet scent that suddenly lingered in the air. It smelled sweet, but I couldn't tell what it smelt like exactly. It just made my head feel fuzzy but in a really good way and for some reason my heart started raising and it was like Luka, my inner wolf, was becoming active, which was too soon since the full moon hasn't even started yet.

I needed to find this scent though. I didn't know why so urgent and so sudden, but Luka was starting to become restless and I also didn't get why he was getting so excited.

I tilted my head up a little to sniff in the air for the scent, turning my head eventually being able to follow the source of the scent. It came from behind me, which was strange, because the fire should be putting out that smell. It should be smelling like burnt wood and ash.

So when I did turn around, my eyes landed on Greg. I saw he was staring at me too, but when I did try and look away my eyes didn't. It was as if for a brief moment they were standing still on their own, which meant that Luka had something to do with this.

Greg had the same look in his eyes and he stood up. I then heard him say the word. THE word!

"Mate."

And so my whole body froze then and there. Luke was also getting ready to say the word and before he even dared to do just that, I mustered whatever strength I had in me and I ran. I literally turned around and I ran away, into the woods.

I kept running, pumping my legs and feeling the air moving pass my skin. I was running as if my life depended on it and the further I went away from the bonfire, the further away went the sounds and the light. I ran till I was in the middle of the woods, only then did I feel my legs suddenly weaken and it was like Luka was starting to build up resistance.

'Must go to mate.' Luka's voice said in my head.

"Not happening buddy!" I knew that if this kept going on, Luka would overwhelm me. He'd take control and run back there and bite into that man's shoulder, and the last thing on my mind was giving him a mark. I couldn't let that happen, especially not infront of everyone.

If I did shift now, then I would release a lot of tension making it easier for me to bounce back into full control instead of trying to resist till my will eventually just wouldn't be enough. I had to make this work and I had to clear my head. What happened tonight, was going to change everything.

After running for quite awhile in the woods, Luka tried to take over again. I was quick to shift back and once every limb and bone in my body was back into place, I managed to push myself off the ground and then I leaned against a tree.

I was covered in sweet and shifting like that did take a lot out of me, but nothing I couldn't recover from. I was all nude, but I was alone in the woods, I didn't have to worry about anyone seeing me here. Besides that, being seen naked was kinda a thing in the pack even though I never took a run alongside anyone else. I always preferred to be alone.

Once Luka has finally calmed down, I decided to walk back. I was an idiot for ruining my clothes and shoes, but nothing a cloaking spell couldn't fix.

I was just about to walk pass another couple of trees when I suddenly heard the sound of a branch breaking, like it broke under someone's footsteps. I stopped right in my tracks, looking behind me since that's where the sound came from, but there was nobody there. It was erie and quiet, and the only source of light I had at the moment was the moonlight.

And just as I looked ahead of me again, someone was there. I did the first thing I could think of. "Incendia!" I sent a fire ball blast, but the person was quick to evade it. Great, it didn't work, but I could always try again I thought.

Holding two more fire balls in my hands, but as soon as my eyesight cleared out I saw who it was. It was HIM.

"What are you doing here!?" I asked Greg. The spheres in my hands went out as at the time i did the first thing I could think off, so I covered myself up using my hands. He followed me. "Did you follow me?"

He didn't answer me, but stepped closer and the moment he stepped closer, his sweet scent intensified. Not only that, but I caught a different scent. I caught the smell of his cock and even saw his boner, he was huge.

He took another step, so I stepped back to create some distance between us. Luka was becoming excited again and it clearly seemed like I was the only one who still had some type of logical thinking left. This couldn't be happening. I had to get away as quickly as possible.

So I turned around, getting ready to make a run for it again and this time he let me. Only for him to come around a tree, grab me and then spin around with me till he had my back pinned against the tree, hard enough to nearly knock the air out of the lung, but not hard enough for it to hurt. Werewolves had pretty durable skin afterall.

The tree shook from the force he had to use and I also knew that he was stronger than me. I was only partly werewolf and witch, and witches were considered to be as strong as average humans, so I didn't have enough strength to back me up against this guy who was a walking supernatural god.

The first thing he said to me was, "Don't run away, I'm not going to hurt you." But I wasn't afraid of him hurting me.

This time his scent hit me like a tidal wave and my mind felt so foggy. His smell was so intoxicating and did things to me, I knew thought any guy ever could. I knew since the beginning that I was into guys, but I never tried to be with anyone in a relationship, because I had baggage. I was a frickin virgin.

Greg came even closer and I felt his hot breath shower down my neck when his face moved to my neck. My hands instinctively grasped at his chest and under my palms I felt those hard and taut muscles through his shirt. I didn't pull my hands away and this time it wasn't Luka keeping them there, it was me.

His mouth opened and he kissed me all overy neck. He lift kisses and gentle suckles all over my skin, pushing more sounds out of me. His knee then came up my leg making me feel his warm skin between my legs, only then did I realize I had an erection.

I was hard and so frickin hard, it hurt. Greg moved his one hand around my throat while the other came up, stroking my tip with his thumb.

I shuddered at the feeling and foreign, yet amazing sensation that came from it. He did it again, this time swirling his thumb around my tip. When he did it again, my toes curled and my knees felt week, this time a moan escaped my lips followed by the one word Luka wanted to say this entire time. "M-mate!"

Greg growled hearing the word come from me and pulled back to look me dead into my eyes. His eyes went from blue, to golden and then his lips smashed against mine.

I melted into the kiss, losing full control over myself. He stroked my cock moving his hand up and down around it and while he did so I let my hands move up and down his warm and chiseled chest, I wanted him to take me then and there and I wanted him to make me cum.

His hand started moving faster and this stage I couldn't contain my moans any longer. I broke away from the kiss and let my head fall forward over his chest and I cried out. I hugged him tightly when my knees felt like they couldn't hold it any longer and somehow my hips managed to move on their own, thrusting into each and every stroke.

I inhaled his scent, felt his huge body holding mine and listened to heavily he was breathing in my ear, soon feeling his nails dig into my back as he became more aggressive with his stroking.

The heat and pleasure kept building up and so did the tension rise in my abdomen, till eventually I couldn't handle it anymore. I was losing myself completely, I was losing my mind.

Right after he gave me one last stroke, I felt it coming. I found my release and my cum spilled all over his chest and shirt.

After my first release I was still hard. Even after it felt like it took so much out of me, I still wanted more. I wanted the man to fucking mark me and the urge became too much for me to surpress. I guess thanks to my werewolf gene and my healing factor, my stamina could still keep me going.

I managed to stand on my own two feet and stared at Greg before he kissed me on my lips again. The kiss became more heated and steamy by the second and eventually it became more rough, almost like a battle for dominance between us two, and I obviously was on the losing side.

Streaks of saliva left my lips when the man pulled away. I then watched as he took his shirt off and my eyes immediately landed on his perfectly chiseled body. Perfectly toned and hairy on the right places.

I'd let my hands touch his chest again, feeling the heat his skin gives off and this time I voluntarily kiss him, holding him even closer and while his hand came up to hold my throat again, I reached down and unbuttoned his shorts and then felt his cock smack my hand after finally setting it free. He was big and veiny, everything I could possibly dream of.

I felt my canines piercing my gums when I felt the underside of his cock. Literally weighing it over hand and grasping it around the shaft to also feel the size of its girth. It was long and big in all the right places and I so badly wanted to do all kinds of crazy things with it.

"Do you like what you're seeing?" I heard him ask me.

I then looked at him and gnawed at my inner cheeks. He was right, I was enjoying this, a lot. He stood there and watched how I played with his cock.

"Will it fit?" I asked one dumb question before I could even stop myself. Shyly looking away after he heard me, I couldn't let him see my blush, and I also couldn't let another word escape my mouth, because I was this close to begging him to mark me.

The man only stepped out of his shoes and let his shorts fall on the floor. He didn't even wear any underwear and his scent became even more intoxicating. I could possibly describe it as a red and pink fog whenever I closed my eyes and it was what drove Luka crazy in my head.

Greg took awhile to finally answer me but once he did, he scooped up all the cum that covered my tip and then he smeared it all over his shaft. "There's only one way to find out." Next he grabbed both my legs and he lifted me up and off the ground. Spreading my legs wide open before he pushed his tip against my entrance. He was about to go inside.

"I can smell it..." He growled in satisfaction. "You're pure, so fucking pure. And now you're mine." And then he plunged his cock inside me. "MINE!"

"Ahhhmmmmmm–" I was quick to clasp a hand over my mouth. I had to remind myself that we were in the woods, out in the open and even though we weren't close to the party anymore, this was still a spot where anyone could easily hear us. Even so, he was so deep inside me. I didn't think he'd even fit, but it looked like he used my own cum to lube his cock, my OWN FUCKING CUM! I hate this man!

"S-so tight!" Greg pinned me against the tree again. He breathed heavily next to my hear, grazing my earlobe with his fang but not leaving mark, at least not yet.

I had to move at least one hand to hold onto his shoulder. He didn't start moving, but even so I was still sensitive. It did hurt but in such a damn good way and the way he already applied so much pressure against my prostate had me on the verge of ejaculating again. I never thought it would feel this good.

"Hand of your mouth, baby. I want to hear you moan for me, I want to listen to your music." Greg said next, holding the back of my neck and his voice almost sounded so soothing yet domineering at the same time. I did exactly as the man told me to as somehow he made even Luka submit to him, which was something new for me to experience too.

There was so many times when Luka wanted to rip his throat out, but now even Luka has suddenly changed.

He seemed rather pleased with me and the next words that came from his mouth was what really done it to me. "Good boy."

In that moment, my teeth all just came out and all I did was hug the man tightly. I clung to his body as if holding him into place and just as I got him exactly where I wanted him, I suck my teeth into his neck and buried them as deeply as possible inside his flesh. I tasted his blood, I tasted his flesh, and I kept my jaws chomped around his flesh because now I have marked him. He was mine.

Greg clearly hadn't expected that at all and I also wasn't worried about my bite being toxic to him. He was actually immune to a werewolf bite because he was a hybrid. And I could hear the growls rumbling from beneath his chest as his hold also tightened around me and I knew exactly what was coming next.

Arm hooked around me, one and holding the back of my head as if to keep me in place and right there and then did he bite me on my chest. Not what I had anticipated, but not expecting it was what did it for me. The mating bond was complete and in that moment I was flooded by all the emotions he felt. Lust, hunger, passion...it was almost too overwhelming for me to take in but it made me feel so complete.

Greg then didn't wait any longer. He immediately drew back his hips and began pumping his raw cock in and out, again and again. I'd throw my head back, still carrying his blood down the side of my chin, which he easily licked off before he kissed me.

He pounded harder and harder, filling the air with the sounds lf our flesh smacking. I was loving every minute and every second and knowing that I was being claimed was like I finally had gotten what I always wanted. He didn't want him to stop.

He'd soon break away from the kiss, holding both my legs over his shoulders and bouncing me in their and on top of his cock. I clenched around it and felt how he rearranged my guts, going as far as to leave my hole gaping while his movements became more aggressive and even more barbaric.

I was this close to climaxing and in those last moments, I stared at the man. I watched as he swayed and swung his hips into me with so much drive and passion as if I was the only person he ever wanted. How far he'd bury his cock inside me as if each stroke wasn't enough and how hard he did it each and everytime. No human would survive this, that's for sure, even I could feel how hard he was plowing me.

Eventually I reached my limits and ended up spurting my cum all over his chest and all over his abs. I felt how all the energy got drained out of me after emptying my balls all at once and that then followed with Greg giving one last and final thrust.

He then stilled and unleashed a beastlike roar as he began emptying his balls inside me, filling me up with his hot cum.