The Alpha King's Forbidden Hybrid

Akira

It was time. The maids had finished cleaning and dressing me up.

If I had known I was born into Lunagron to serve the Dragon Lord as his s*x slave, I would have died in my mother's place instead.

My father was Alpha Logan. He was the Alpha of the powerful Glowpaw pack that was closest to Demagon, the dragon kingdom. He despised me along with my stepmother, the Luna, her kids, and everyone else in the pack.

I was wolfless. I was weak. A disappointment. I was born on a full moon which meant I should've been a blessing from the moon goddess but that day, my mother died. My father never told me who she was, no one in the pack knew who she was.

But I was reminded day by day for the first sixteen years of my life of how I killed my mother, just to become a failure. The Luna aggravated my wounds and her children were the pure definition of devils.

I thought life couldn't get worse but when dragons attacked my pack for reasons unknown, life became worse. That day I lost my virginity to four dragons. The way they maltreated me has given me endless nightmares to date.

I wished they left me to die in the forest when they finished, but no, I was taken as a slave to Demagon. I spent the last two years of my life, working tirelessly in a brothel. Every morning they would wake me at five to serve dragons that were trying to get themselves high before f*****g a dragoness.

Sometimes they mistook me for the dragoness. Others wanted me to satisfy their sexual needs for free. And the rest just wanted to see me suffer.

They would strip me bare of the rags I called clothes, and most days, I would have to walk around naked. I was so young but they killed the child inside of me. I was exposed to the wicked side of Lunagron so early.

We were thirty when we were first brought two years ago, but now, I was the only one left. Others had either been beaten to death, executed, or 'accidentally' killed. I didn't know why I was still alive but I wished I died sooner.

The day that should be the happiest for every wolf became a nightmare to me. I found my mate. But who was he?

He was Aragon, the Dragon Lord. How could HE ever love someone? How could someone that had 700 concubines and 300 s*x slaves ever be able to love me? He was the one that destroyed my pack.

He was the dragon that made me see the worst side of life in the last two years. He was the same one that had been ruling for 80 years and drank blood to satisfy his possessed dragon. But that was why I was still alive. To satisfy his dragon.

He wanted to kill me when he first saw me but instead, he took me to his palace, his cave.

He kept me in a room and I wondered why I wasn't dead yet. Then maids came to prepare me.

Now, I was in front of a golden door. But there was something in me that was different.

My hands burnt like hell and I could hear and see things I couldn't see before. My senses doubled. It was like my body had been divided into two parts. I didn't know why I felt so different today on my eighteenth birthday. But I was too worried and scared to think about it.

Accepting my fate, I opened the door and walked in.

The room was painted red. It reminded me of the rooms at the brothel. There was a big King-sized bed covered in black sheets. The room was more or less empty.

The door shut behind me. I turned to find no one there. I cautiously walked deeper into the room, thinking there was nothing else in it until I saw a table with different devices.

I returned my attention to the door, hoping I could still escape but he stood there...

"Dracul's happy to see you. He's been waiting." When he took a step forward, I took one back. "Why move back, Akira? You caused this upon yourself."

"Stay away from me Aragon..." It was more of a beg than a warning.

"You're terrified?" Aragon laughed, sending shivers down my spine.

"I'm not afraid of you!"

He squeezed my chin and looked into my shaky eyes. "You will be." I pushed him back but he didn't move an inch. "You'll regret what you've just done, Akira."

"I've been through worse. Do your worst, Aragon!!"

He cracked his fists and stepped away from me. "Let's make this happen."

The lights turned off and there were echoes of his voice repeating, 'Come to me,' but I couldn't see him. Two hands pulled my waist towards its owner. He carried me up and bent me, spanking my a*s through the dress but I couldn't feel a thing because of the clothing.

I tried to kick him and give him some pain but he was too powerful.

Though I didn't have my wolf, I could sense him when he was nearby. Which was weird. He threw me on the bed and disappeared again. When I just started to catch my breath, there was a loud thud on the bed.

I screamed when he pulled me to him. He released his claws and tore my clothing, not caring if he tore my skin along with it.

"Let go of me!" I cried in horror.

Not long after, only my tattered lingerie was left. He used his claw to painfully brush my hair, removing the gems that were decorated in it.

He made me sit up and rested my back on the golden support of the bed.

"Leave me, Aragon!"

He shut me up by pushing something in my mouth. Before I could tell what was happening, a bolt of electricity went through my head.

He laughed manically when tears rushed down my face. I wanted to scream but my throat was burnt.

He removed it and I coughed. My face vibrated from the intensity. My mouth was on fire. He stuck his member into my mouth before I could recover from the blast. He held my head and pushed it in to make me suck it in and out.

I couldn't breathe. I felt my life slip away because I was suffocating. He slapped my face and let me go then disappeared into the darkness once again. I held my chest and breathed.

My voice was throaty. Then he came again and flipped me over, admiring my a*s. He tore the red lingerie off it and I felt claws dig into my skin. He wrote something but the pain I felt made what he wrote the least of my problems.

Then, I heard the shackles of chains. Three other dragons showed up and before I knew it, I was tied to the bed. My hands and legs were stretched and bound by the four corners of the bed. The thought of other dragons being around made me queasy.

"You'll regret this Aragon! I swear on my mother's life," I said with the last power in me.

"We'll see about that."

I yelped when something lashed on my a*s. It continued. Aragon whipped me.

I couldn't even speak or scream anymore. I didn't count but he gave me 100 lashes before stopping. There was a deep pain in my a*s that I couldn't comprehend. Something powdery was poured on it.

I didn't know what it was but the pain made me wring my hands and legs that were tied to the bed. I tried to break the chains but it was pointless. The powder chewed my skin like acid and ate my wounds.

The three dragons came back and were ordered by Aragon to lick it off me. But it didn't help. I gulped as they did so because they licked and chewed my hurting a*s like it was spiced beef.

They stepped away when they were done and I got another second of peace before Aragon returned. He held my a*s and dug his face into it. Though he tortured me and I hated him with all my life, I had to bite my lips not to release a moan.

He was my mate after all. Then something was pushed into it.

'Goddess, please help me!'

But this didn't electrocute me. Instead, he pushed it in. He pushed and pushed and the thing seemed to have no end. When he couldn't push further, he let it be.

I didn't mumble a word even though my voice was back. He removed the thing instantly and I screamed.

"Aaah!!!"

The pain twisted my entire a*s.

The chains of my legs were broken but that of my hands remained. Aragon held my a*s and pushed his member inside it. In all my two years, one so big had never entered me. I didn't stop myself from screaming.

He dug his claws into my numb a*s on both sides to hold me still and forced both deadly pain and unspeakable pleasure into me. I didn't want to enjoy it or feel good about it. But I couldn't help it.

When he heard my moans he went faster and it became more pain than pleasure. He stopped before I could get enough, purposefully, and left me on the bed to satisfy myself.

Aragon didn't want to feel too good about plunging into me but no dragoness had ever made him so satisfied. He wanted more.

The chains on my hands were broken and he pulled me to him. He stood at the end of the bed and I lay face up on it. He ripped the lingerie still covering my breasts. Aragon used ropes to tie them till they were red. He used clips to hold my n*pples.

My face turned red and I resisted the urge to scream. "You will regret living, Akira!"

I already do!

Tired of waiting, he slipped his member into my hole. He held my laps and unleashed full power on me. The ropes prevented my breasts from moving but when they did move, the clips that held my n*pples became tighter and hurt me the more.

My whole body was red and Aragon didn't stop. He went faster every second. At a point, I screamed and c*mmed but he didn't stop even then.

Even when I begged him, he didn't stop. Even when I fainted, he didn't stop. He hit me with his member for 5 hours straight. He didn't stop until he had completely obliterated my hole, and me and made it useless.

Aragon

"Is she awake?"

I couldn't stop thinking about that amazing s*x. I couldn't stop because I enjoyed every second of it. No seductress or concubine could satisfy me the way she did. My body demanded more.

I tried sleeping with my favorite s*x slave to get full satisfaction but she didn't succeed, so I killed her.

"No, my Lord."

It's been three hours. How could she still be asleep?

"What did the doctors say? When will she recover?" The dragon hesitated to speak. My red hair and eyes flashed when he didn't answer. "Do you want me to repeat myself?!"

"No, my Lord."

"Then answer me before I lose my temper. What did the doctors say?!"

The brunette dragon gulped. "She has been confirmed dead, my Lord."

On hearing those words, I stood and black fire escaped my mouth. The dragon screamed in terror until even his ashes were burnt to ashes.

Akira was dead! I was fuming. All the other soldiers had bowed their heads, fearing for their lives.

My body trembled and my skin turned to scales. My black horns grew out of my head.

I quickly took a sip of my healing gin and returned to normal. My dragon was furious. He wanted to kill everyone in sight. To pacify him, I burned every dragon in the throne room.

I sent one that I kept alive to summon Azar.

My dragon wanted to kill even me but that was impossible. Dracul stepped into the darkness and I couldn't see or feel him anymore. I wished I had stopped when she fainted so I could have more...

Azar looked unterrified at the sight of the burnt ashes and bowed. "Yes, my Lord?"

I crashed on the throne and he stood. "I have sent you to deliver a message to the Ridius pack."

"Yes, my Lord."

The next words hurt my manhood. "Take the body of my mate with you and dump it on the way there."

He was quiet for a second before replying. "As my Lord wishes."

He turned around and walked out of the throne room. I got what I wanted but why did I regret it so much?

Akira

One minute I was screaming in pain from my burning holes and in another, sudden peace came over me. I found myself surrounded by blinding white light. The pain, suffering, and sadness that was once over me were gone.

I searched myself and there was not a single scratch on me. My golden skin that used to be paler because of my suffering shined brighter. I wore a white flowing gown that glowed just like the light.

"Hello, is anyone there?"

Confused, I walked around but it felt like I was moving in circles. Then a thought hit me. Was I dead?

"Yes, Akira."

I looked behind me for I heard the soft words come from there. Slowly, a wolverine sitting on a platinum throne appeared. She wore a dress made of white wolf fur. She had long white hair that was just as long as she was tall.

Her pale white skin complimented the white light but her grey eyes were sharp and focused. She was the prettiest thing I had ever seen.

The white light around us disappeared and we were on bare ground in a desert.

"Who are you? Where am I?"

"I am the one you pray to every night. You are where you've always wanted to be."

"I don't understand."

"Sit."

Unexpectedly, a chair made of sand and brick erupted from the bare desert ground. I sat as she commanded and I began to understand things.

"You're the moon goddess?"

"Yes," she replied. Her voice was soft like marshmallows.

"And I'm in heaven?"

She laughed. "Not exactly."

"Then what am I doing here?"

"It's not your time to leave yet."

I shook my head, laughing sarcastically. "But I'm dead. It's over."

"I'm in charge. I can change the rules if it pleases me."

I stood up, angry at her words. "Take me to heaven or hell or wherever right now!"

A force came over me and I was forced to sit again. I tried to stand but I couldn't.

"I control this place. This is my world."

The bare desert ground shot up shrubs and trees. Soon, the whole desert turned into a thick tropical rainforest. The chair I was sitting on turned from dried mud to wood and greens.

"I'm meant to be mad at you. You gave me such a horrible fate." She didn't say anything. "Why did you do this to me and still not let me die in peace?!"

"Do you know how you were killed?"

I remembered the continuous thrusting I was given. I closed my eyes and tried to delete the terrible images.

"You killed me. Why did you give me such a horrible fate?"

"Your story is not over. There are some things I have to explain to you."

"What is left of my story? What more could you possibly explain?! It was nothing but pain and suffering from the very beginning."

She changed the topic. "Have you ever wondered who your mother was?"

I was stunned. My mother? I was already dead so why were all those details important now? "I'm not interested."

"She was Duchess Matilda, the daughter of a dangerous Dragon Mafia who was a cousin to the Dragon Lord."

Everything around me stopped, even my functioning organs. All I knew and thought was true became lies. I didn't know who I was anymore.

"My mother... was a dragon? But my father..."

"He was Alpha Logan of the Glowpaw pack."

"B-b-but how is that even possible? How can... It's not possible."

"Would the moon goddess lie?" I hesitantly shook my head. "It happens once every millennium that a wolf and a dragon come together, and succeed at producing an offspring. A hybrid. You are a product of that, Akira."

I couldn't close my mouth on hearing that. "I'm a hybrid?!"

"Your wolf couldn't come out because she always hides behind your dragon. You are unable to fully unlock your wolf powers because of your dragon powers."

"I'm meant to be more powerful. Not weaker!"

"True. But did you ever challenge yourself to release your inner powers?" I never actually did. "No. I cannot waste a precious gem like you. You have a lot to accomplish, Akira, that's why I'm giving you this second chance."

"What if I refuse?"

My question surprised her. She looked at me as if I had said a forbidden word. "You can't."

"Why not? It's my life."

"But I make the rules."

I could see the desperation in her eyes. "What would you lose if I didn't return?"

She looked at me carefully, sensing my suspicion. The trees and shrubs of the thick tropical rainforest disappeared and water shot from the ground. It covered us up. Fishes and underwater creatures popped up from nowhere.

We were under the ocean but I could not feel water on my skin. My chair turned from wood and greens to coral and seaweed.

"I have nothing to explain to you." She blinked for the first time since I saw her. "You have to move out of your comfort zone. Speak to your wolf and dragon. Be friends with them, release your inner powers and your story will only get better."

"What if I'm not able to? What then?"

"You will." I didn't have that much confidence, what if I failed? "Do you have anything to say before I return you, Akira?"

I paused, noticing some things about her that I didn't see before. "How dare you make Aragon my mate!"

She laughed softly and waved her hands. "Goodbye... Akira."

Akira

The pain returned. I regretted letting her return me but I wasn't given a choice. I stood up and dusted the rusted leaves off my body. I was under the shelter of a tall blue gum tree. My hands itched from weird insect bites. They were mosquitoes but mosquitoes only existed in the South-East part of Lunagron.

Was I taken so far?

I walked out and there was a path leading to only the goddess knows where. I looked up to the sky, wondering if she was watching me.

For the first time in two years, I breathed fresh air. Freedom felt amazing but I didn't know what to do with it and I was terrified. I didn't know where I was and what I was meant to do.

But under that fear, there was an undying rage for the dragons. I despised those fire-breathing reptiles. I couldn't let them go after what they had done to me. They've given me horrible memories that'll stay with me for the rest of my life.

I had to find somewhere to settle down so I could start scheming against them. But I had no clear plan. Anyway, I had to take a step at a time.

I laid my palm on my chest. Something inside me was even more irritated and angered at the thought of them... no, us. I closed my eyes to feel it and saw a golden dragon. Far behind the dragon was a white wolf with crystal blue eyes. Terrified, I opened up my eyes.

Were they in me?

I looked at my hands, wondering what I could do with them. I was a hybrid. The only thing I've ever heard about hybrids was that they were a danger to Lunagron. If one was ever found, 'it' was to be killed.

But who would know? My powers weren't even working.

When I said that, a ball of fire appeared on my hand.

"Holy goddess!" I screamed in horror, trying to blow the fire off my hand.

Eventually, I found a stream and put my hand in the water.

"That was terrifying," I said to myself, recovering from the incident.

But like the goddess said, I had to challenge myself.

"You can do this, Akira."

I closed my eyes, hoping I wasn't making a mistake and imagined red-hot orbs of fire on my two hands. To my greatest surprise, two balls of fire appeared.

"Unbelievable."

I shot a ball of fire towards a tree and it caught it, then started to burn. Why did this never happen before? My wolf senses caught the sound of running paws heading in my direction. I had never been able to do that. I used to be just human.

I couldn't think about that now, I had to hide. My instincts made me climb up a tree.

I was amazed I could because normal wolves can't climb. And it was a 50m tall tree. I stayed hidden on the branch of the tree, camouflaging among its leaves. A small group of wolves appeared. I thought they were rogues but rogues were never this many in groups.

Unexpectedly, they stopped right under the tree I hid on and seemed to be sniffing something out. The wolves looked up at me and suddenly, I lost balance. I fell, screaming to the top of my voice, and landed right on the back of a wolf. The wolf snarled and I jumped off him.

I faced the angry wolves. One of them shifted to human and looked at me.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?" I asked back.

"We asked you a question first." The wolves shifted to human and walked closer to me.

"Stay back, don't come near me."

But they surrounded me. Out of fear, I shot fireballs at them. The wolves escaped it, like smart warriors and looked at me in surprise.

"What are you?" the wolverine with long black hair among them said.

Did they know I was a wolf too? I never had a scent before.

I wasn't safe with wolves or dragons, so I turned around and ran. The wolves shifted and ran after me. I did my very best to get them off my tail but they outnumbered me. Besides, they could shift and I couldn't. I didn't even have complete control over my fire powers so I was an easy catch.

"What should we do with her?" the wolf that asked me the first question said.

Three wolves pinned me down to the ground.

She eyed me. "We'll take her to the Alpha. Put her to sleep, she shouldn't know the way," the wolverine, who was apparently the leader said.

Some powder was put over my nose and I blacked out.

***

Ralph

A wolf was brought to me. He was badly beaten up and was dragged in with clothes turned rags. His short brown hair was scruffy and there were wounds all over his body. One of his eyes was purple and swollen.

"Alpha, we found him snooping around. We think they're looking for us," Cayden, my Beta, concluded while holding the neck of the wolf.

"Someone must have sent him," a Sigma among the small crowd spoke.

I wouldn't allow any ordinary wolf enter my den, thoughtless of my chamber, but every wolf that lived in the den was honorable and had done something to prove himself.

"What should we do with him, Alpha?" Cayden finally asked.

I stood from my leather seat that rested on the walls of my chamber.

I cracked my knuckles and neck. "What do you say, Ryder?"

Ryder was my Zeta. He was the most intelligent wolf in the pack and I never did a thing without his advice but I could be stubborn at times.

"We don't know who he is or where he came from and more of him have been appearing lately. We must get that information first, Alpha."

My smirk grew larger. "I'm glad you said so. Take him to the torture room. I'll deal with him myself."

The wolf looked at me, hate seared in his eyes. I would have a fun time breaking this one.

***

A loud deafening slap landed on his face. He screamed. His cheeks flamed in pain. "Who sent you?! Tell me!" I slapped him on the other side and his scream grew louder.

"I don't know anything!"

"We'll see about that."

I took an ax. Before he could think, I cut all the toes off his right leg. His yell was so loud that everyone in the pack heard him. Cayden was behind me, watching us like a scene from a movie that he had seen many times.

"Please, I don't know anything!"

I grabbed his head and turned it to the left. "Look there! That's what he said," I said, showing him the body of a wolf that had been shredded to pieces like a stuffed animal. His eyes widened and his lips trembled.

"And there!" I turned his head to the right. "He said the same thing as well!"

His eyes became unsteady when he saw a body that had many pieces of broken bottles stuck into it which held him to the wall like a display of art.

"Please..."

"Alright, let's do it your way." I raised my ax and cut the toes off his left leg. Blood spilled on my leather boots for the second time. He bit his lip, trying to hold his scream as his face turned red. "Tell me now. Who sent you?!"

He stared into my cold emerald eyes. "I can't!"

"Why not?" I chopped his fingers on his left hand at once. "Why not?!" I punched his only good eye and it instantly became swollen.

"He'll kill me!"

"But you're already a dead man!"

I chopped his head off and kicked his dead body to the ground along with the iron chair he was still tied to.

"You shouldn't have killed him, Alpha."

I spat and picked up a towel, cleaning the blood off my face. "We'll find out who's looking for us either way."

I threw the towel to Cayden and he caught it.

Cayden sighed and walked up to me but didn't move too close. I was dangerous and could lash out at anyone at any time.

"When we find the next one, Alpha, I think I should take care of it."

I shrugged and stormed out of the torture room. I walked to my chamber to carry on with my official work but my nose caught a scent. I stopped dead in my tracks. It smelt like dead leaves and dirt, but under that smell, I could perceive daises and coconut.

It was coming from my chamber. I rushed into my chamber. There were a few of my trusted wolves there but what caught my eyes was what was in the hands of Daphne. In her hands, there was a blonde... no golden-haired wolverine with piercing sapphire eyes.