The Supreme Alpha's Hybrid Mate

Raelynn

Walking through the streets of Oakville, I could not help but feel nostalgic, and it brought tears to my eyes. I can not believe I made it here, studying in my dream course at my dream school. I sniffed the crisp autumn air, a knot of nervous excitement twisting in my stomach.

As I walked down the street, I came to a stop in front of my father's favorite restaurant, La Belle Vie bistro and bar. I wiped a stray tear from my eye and took a deep breath to steel myself. I eagerly stepped into the restaurant.

I pushed open the door, stepping into a cozy embrace of savory aromas and friendly conversation.

The bell above the door chimed, signaling my arrival. Heads turned, and several pairs of surprised eyes met mine. Most students present were werewolves, their stares a mix of curiosity and apprehension. My ears flattened instinctively, but then a warm voice cut through the silence.

"Well, hello there! Welcome to La Belle Vie bistro and bar?"

A young vampire server about my age approached me, and as with everyone I see, I had to crane my neck up to look at him, thanks to my 5ft 4 inch frame.

I chose a seat in the far corner to people-watch and observe. Some might call me a creep but I don't care. Picking up the menu, I understood why Dad always mentioned this place; the food is as posh and French as you would expect.With a chuckle, I settled on my dad's favorite dish côtelettes d'agneau sauce moutarde et thym which is French for lamb chops with mustard thyme sauce.

As the waiter approached to take my order, I smiled and said, "I would like a côtelettes d'agneau sauce moutarde et thym with your virgin margarita." I expected him to scribble my order on a pad, but he simply asked, "Would that be all?" I gave a firm nod, saying, "Yes, thank you."

While I waited for my order, I looked around the room; if what I see here is any indication, everyone in this school is very attractive; instinctively, I pushed my hair forward to cover my face. My order arrived at that precise moment.

As soon as I tasted the first bite, I moaned-this food is truly delicious.I did not know that my eating habits attracted attention until I heard someone exclaim, "Damn! She's eating like she hasn't had any food in forever," his friend laughed, "What a weirdo."

I quickly rose to my feet, lowering my head.I guess I should have paid more attention to my surroundings because the next moment, I collided with a brick wall that I am sure was not there a few seconds before.

I laid on the ground in an awkward position as usual, and I heard the wall say, "Watch where you are going, freak." I stood up brushing myself just as the wall moved past me, leave it to me to piss someone off on my first day here. As I stumbled out of the diner, I realized I recognized the voice. I let out a gasp, thanking the Goddess that he did not recognize me; I doubt I could have dealt with my douchebag ex-boyfriend Xavier Woods.

Xavier and I dated for 2 years until he rejected me after the death of my parents. We grew up together, the daughter of the Alpha and son of a common pack warrior. Clearly, we were not the ideal couple, but I loved him unconditionally and even promised him the position of Alpha after my parents. That was until he rejected me and trampled on my heart a month after my parents died.

Still reeling from the shock of seeing my ex, I stumbled down the street, tracing my way back to campus, when I spotted a jewelry store. Since I needed new jewelry and did not care about money-my parents were among the wealthiest supernaturals, if not the richest-and since I was eighteen, I had finally claimed my inheritance, I made the decision to walk in.

I obviously was not dressed to impress; I was wearing my favorite pair of boots-which have seen better days-with jeans and a black T-shirt, so I felt a little out of place when I walked in.

I scanned the shelves and noticed the store attendant staring at me strangely as I passed. Rolling my eyes, I came to a halt in front of a ring case. I guess I will be adding another one to my collection. My eyes were drawn to a stunning sapphire diamond tree-shaped ring. It was unlike anything I had ever seen, the branches reaching out to hold tiny sapphire stones.

The attendant approached me as I reached out to touch the ring. "Which one would you be getting today, ma'am?" she asked as she opened the case.I reached for the sapphire ring with my fingers.She took it out and scanned it, "That would be 1500 dollars, ma'am." I reached over to give her my card and made the purchase.

At that moment, the door opened, and as I held the ring box, a shiver went down my spine-not from the air-conditioned shop.The air crackled. The world seemed to hold its breath. And then, a scent. Earthy, caramel, with a hint of sun-scorched pine. It slammed into me like a rogue wave, carrying an undeniable, primal pull. Turning, I locked eyes with him.

He stood across the room, tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in a pristine navy suit which gave him an edge of danger. His gaze, the color of a storm cloud, held mine captive. A jolt of recognition ripped through me - this wasn't just any man. This was him. My fated mate. I stood frozen.

I could see my wolf Lynn sniffing the air through my mind's eye; she was loving this scent, basking in it and ravishing every detail of it. His eyes seemed to have gotten darker as he walked towards me. His breathing was rash, and I could see his wolf's fangs threatening his lips. A low growl escaped through the depths of his throat. The store faded, replaced by a primal awareness, a connection deeper than words. His wolf mirrored mine, the wildness banked by the same underlying strength.

Time warped. He moved towards me, each step echoing in the sudden silence. As he neared, my heartbeat flared up, I bet you could hear its rhythm from miles away. My eyes trailed over his form, I have never seen anyone so beautiful. He looked every bit like a Greek God and I was entranced. Standing before me he looked even better, long manly fingers reached out towards me, and then, our hands met.

The touch was an inferno. Sparks danced on our fingertips, heat radiating up our arms. I felt so alive and on top of the world, and I never wanted to come down from this high. I couldn't help but think, so this is why I almost always saw Dad and Mom locked in each other's embrace. If this was a dream, I never want to wake up.

Our lips met in a kiss that shattered the silence. It was raw, urgent, a storm of emotions unleashed. The taste of pine and rain mingled with the sweet heat of desire. I felt whole, complete, as if a missing piece had finally clicked into place.

But the moment was shattered by a shrill voice. "Cough! Sir, Ma'am I'm going to have to ask you to refrain from public display of affection as it's against our code of conduct," the store attendant stood there, eyes wide with alarm. The spell broke, the world snapping back into focus.

My fingers absently traced my lips. I can't believe I just had my first kiss. Underneath my fingers, I could feel my lips shuddering. Just the thought of what we did earlier made my cheeks burn bright red. I felt a thug on my fingers, which made me look up at him.

"Wanna get out of here?" I knew I was a gunner, that voice so velvety and deep completely entranced me, I was so lost in thought I didn't realize he was speaking to me until he cleared his throat loudly. Embarrassingly I asked, "Could you repeat what you said?"

"Little wolf, we should get out of here," he said with a hint of amusement, "Sure, let's go," I smiled at him, jerking forward to hide my embarrassed face.

Stepping out, I couldn't believe the time had gone so much, it was already late, the moon hung low in the twilight sky. Silently I wondered; how long did we spend there? Hand in hand, we walked down the street. I was completely unaware of my surroundings.I think he must have noticed this but said nothing.

We came to a stop in front of a mahogany door, which surprised me. "Where are we?" I asked, turning to face him. "My house," he smirked in response. "You suggested we come here," I let out a surprised gasp. I do not remember mentioning that at all. My eyes narrowed to slits just as he opened the door.

The sight that greeted me was none like I expected from him, I gasped at how huge and homely it was.

The living room had a sofa alongside a loveseat, a huge television, and so many decorations. The floor was made of white marble with a Navy blue rug, which matched the navy blue curtains and the navy cushions on the cream couches and loveseats.

I just wanted to sink my toes into the rug and recline on the sofa. I did just that, the rug was just like I thought it would be; soft like feathers, and I felt like I was seated on a cloud instead of a sofa. I sighed with satisfaction.

I turned to my mate who already had his hooded eyes on me, the look he gave me churned my insides, and my body felt hot all over.

Then he said, "Come here."

Raelynn

The delicious look he gave me, almost sent me to my knees. Slowly I walked to him with nothing but anticipation in my mind.

Standing before him, I still couldn't believe I'd found my mate just 1 month after my 18th birthday. "Hi," I said as I stared at him through my lashes. I opened my mouth to speak again but my lips were covered with his. The kiss was feather-like and soft, not like earlier in the store.

I pulled away breathlessly gazing up at his blue eyes. They were growing darker as he stared at me. His lingering gaze made my toes curl with anticipation. My heart was beating rapidly in my chest, and my body was pressed flush against him. He groaned softly, his two hands on my ass, rubbing and kneading then like dough, I let out a moan, "Don't stop..."

He presses light kisses on my jaw, tracing them down to my neck, he grumbles on my skin which sends pleasant sensations to my core, "What's your name mate?" Too far gone to think I muttered, "Rae...Raelynn."

"You, Raelynn, are a work of art," he says, his words sending shivers down my spine. His groans fill my head, and I bite my lip to suppress my moans.

My nipples hardened and I became wet.

The moment my arousal hit his nostrils, he bent down, capturing my lips with his, kissing me like he was starved. He bit my lower lip, and that made me even wetter, I let out a gasp. He pushed his tongue inside my mouth, and I tried mimicking his movements.

He kissed me like I was nirvana. Slowly he led me to his bedroom, pulling open the door and directing me to the bed, covering my body with his.

He began to kiss me again, pressing kisses softly on my lips and jaw. It felt like he was everywhere at once. He pulled back from my lips and descended downward, sucking and nibbling on my neck, leaving his mark all over my body.

Pulling my shirt over my head, he unclapsed my bra. He captured my breasts with his mouth, I moaned and arched my back.

He nipped at my breasts and began to suck and play with my nipples. He captured my other breast, rolling my nipples with his tongue softly tugging with his teeth.

Hissing and moaning with pleasure, I tugged at his hair softly.

He moved his hand downwards tugging at my jeans which I hastened to remove. He also removed his suit jacket and shirt revealing toned muscles.

He began to play with my core, he inserted his middle finger and let out a groan, "You're impossibly tight." He began to move his finger slowly. All the while he didn't let go of my breast and soon I was climaxing on his finger.

He pulled away briefly to remove his hand from my core and then let me taste myself off his fingers, then he returned to touching me. Before he entered me with his fingers, however, I grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

"I should tell you that I'm a virgin," I whispered.

He was silent for a few moments. I opened my eyes to see his dark gaze on me as he smirked.

"I figured. You kept yourself just for me," he replied, leaning down to nibble my ear. "I'll be gentle with you."

I let out a loud moan, arching my back as his long thick fingers slid into me. He slid them back and forth, going faster and faster, until I was soaking wet and moaning loudly. I kissed and bit his neck as he fingered me, and moaned into his skin.

He began to lick and kiss his way down my ribs, my belly, and the hollow of my hips as he moved downwards. I dug my nails into his shoulders as his lips trailed lower and his hand shoved my thighs farther apart. My breathing increased in anticipation.

The sharp bite of his teeth nipping my inner thigh made me groan. My fingernails dug into the comforter as his tongue lightly grazed my clit.

He let out a groan and his tongue came back to press tighter against my clit. Raw ecstasy hit me as his raspy-textured tongue moved rapidly up and down, sliding against my most sensitive area.

I thrashed on the bed, clawed at the bedding, and panted. My mate showed no mercy despite it being too intense. My body turned to stone and every muscle bunched as he groaned.

Climax struck me so powerfully. I would have sworn I saw stars when my eyes rolled back, I couldn't think, couldn't breathe, and barely registered the sounds and groans coming from my mate.

I lay there for a few seconds, trying to relearn how to breathe again before I was able to open my eyes and peer at him.

His eyes were so blue they stunned me. His lips seemed fuller, more kissable.

I reached for the top of his pants and unfastened the top button. I watched his face as he pulled the zipper down. Passion blazed in his heated stare.

I lowered my attention down his body, I used my fingers to open the hook and spread them apart.

I could see the tip of his erection straining his boxers. I pried his cock from his boxers and let out a gasp at how big he was.

He let out a chuckle, "Scared?"

I immediately knew that I wanted him. Rotating our positions, I pushed his chest down onto the bedding. I reached down and grabbed his cock feeling its warmth and girth in my small hands.

He let out a groan as I stroked his cock with my hand.

Just then the sound of a phone ringing could be heard. I paused, raising my head, "Is it yours?"

"Ignore it, it's probably not important," he rasped in my ears.

Shaking my head, I licked my lips. "Can I taste it?" I whispered to which he nodded, his dark eyes fixed on me.

I opened my mouth and took his cock inside, slowly working my lips and tongue up and down his shaft. It was awkward at first seeing as I had never done this before, but the sounds he was making told me that I was doing a good job.

Just then a phone rang, this time it went on without stopping.

He groaned as I released his shaft. "It might be an emergency, let me just check it."

I reached for the bedside drawer and brought out the buzzing phone which already had 20 missed calls. 5 were from a lady while the rest were from someone named Conan.

I stretched my hand out to him, "It's yours," he took the phone from me with scrunched his eyebrows.

"Con, you better have a good reason for calling me so many times," he said gruffly.

With nothing to do, I watched as he spoke to the person on the line. I watched his facial expression change as he began pacing the room.

I watched as his eyes darkened and shrunk a bit. They narrowed to slits as he raked his hands through his hair. "Shit! Shit!" I heard him mutter.

This continued for a few minutes. Still on the

phone, he sauntered into his closet and came out dressed a few minutes later and off the phone.

He took a glance at me, "I'd love to continue this later, there's an emergency at my pack and I don't know when I'd be back."

"Oh, it's okay I guess duty calls," I said as my eyebrows lowered and pulled together.

He walked towards me and placed a chaste kiss on my lips, "You can stay here as long as you want. When you wanna leave, just place the key under the potted plant under the window."

With that, I watched him hurry out of the room and out of the house.

With nothing to do, I picked my clothes up and quickly got dressed. I locked the house and dropped the keys as he requested.

As I walked home, the moon shone brightly illuminating my features, my mind set on the activities of earlier, I couldn't wait to see him again.

It was almost midnight when I got back to my dorm since the session hadn't started, I could go and come as I pleased without any repercussions.

I proceeded to my room, I lay in bed trying to sleep. I was kept awake by the activities of earlier. I had almost given my virginity to my mate during our first meeting.

I sat up with a start, I'm such a horny wolf, with all the activities of earlier I still don't know my mate's name. So dumb. Just then I heard my wolf Lynn say, "You enjoyed it though, besides that, he's an alpha," I rolled my eyes at her antics, "How do we know which pack he rules?" With a smirk she said, "You could always visit the library, they have each pack and their respective leaders' names and pictures."

My mind was set on finding out his identity tomorrow after classes, and with that I let sleep lull me into oblivion.

Raelynn

With my head still spinning from the shock of the night before, I ran a weary hand through my hair.

It still amazes me that last night, I almost slept with a stranger. With a sulky tone, my wolf Lynn interrupted, saying, "He is not a stranger, that is our mate." I rolled my eyes at her, "He is still a stranger, we do not even know his name."

I can not believe I acted like a dog in heat yesterday. That is so not like me; typically, I am the cool-headed kind. I never do anything rash; I suppose I can blame it on my wolf.

Not wanting to be late for my first day of classes, I quickly changed into my favorite pair of skinny jeans and hoodie and got ready for school.

As I walked from my dorm to class, the warm sun shone down on my face, relieving some of the mental turmoil I was experiencing.

I stopped as soon as I stepped foot on school property; something about the entire arena made me feel nostalgic. I took a deep breath and made my way down Stonehart Academy's hallways to my locker, carrying my schedule and map. The school is very large.

At my locker, a pink-haired girl about my height was on her phone. Although I have never seen someone wear pink hair, she looked amazing.

She raised her head, greeting me with the sight of pink eyes as I loudly cleared my throat. Enthralled beyond belief. Her words did not reach my ears until she raised her voice and asked, "Can I help you?"

"Right...Yeah, you are standing in front of my locker," I said timidly. "Oh, my bad, my locker is right next to yours. By the way, my name is Alison. She held out her hand to me, and I firmly shook it, saying, "Raelynn."

Turning to my locker, my fingers fumbled with the lock combination, and frustration bubbled through. "Having trouble?" I heard Alison say which startled me. "The combination is usually the first 3 letters of your school ID," I smiled, "Thanks."

"What's your major?" I asked to start a conversation, "Biochemistry, what about you?" With a wide smile, I said, "I have double majors; Biochemistry and Genetics," done arranging my books, "I guess we should head to class. I heard our analytical chemistry professor is a hard ass, I wouldn't wanna get on her bad side."

As we ascended the stairs, I read my schedule and said, "The class is scheduled for room 104. According to the map, it is meant to be here." Glancing at the doors, I said, "105, 106, 107," and then I asked, "Where is 104?" with a slight frown.

Alison laughed so hard that tears were streaming from her eyes at that very moment. With a raised eyebrow, I asked, "What is funny?If you had not noticed, we are currently lost and late for class."

"Gosh, I really needed that, man, you are so funny," she said between laughs. "You are reading the map the wrong way."

I observed the said map and it was upside down, I can't believe I'm so dumb. Turning around, we proceeded upstairs, stopping in front of the room.

Luckily, we made it just before the professor entered the class, Alison walked towards some ladies, I guess they all reserved a seat for her because she took the last one there.

I moved to the last seat in the class that was open and sat down next to a guy who was all black-black jeans and a black hoodie.After taking a seat, I turned to face my neighbor and said, "Hey, my name is Raelynn, but my friends call me Rae." Since he made no effort to answer, I assume he did not hear me.

Just then, our professor entered the class, with the same unwavering presence as a chemical reaction reaching equilibrium. Her starched lab coat hung impeccably, mirroring the rigid order she expected in her classroom.

Her steely gaze, framed by silver spectacles, swept across the rows of students, sending a ripple of nervous energy through the room. This was Analytical Chemistry 101, Professor Barnes' domain, and her reputation for meticulousness preceded her.

The silence that ensued was a complete contrast to the noise and rowdiness that existed a few seconds ago. On instinct, I held my breath to prevent myself from making any sounds.

With firm steps, she walked around the class and then stopped at her desk. With a finger resting on her desk, her voice, a low contralto that resonated with authority, filled the room. "Welcome to Analytical Chemistry 101, I am Professor Bailey Barnes and we're going to be delving into a world of titrations."

"You all would be shared after this class into a group of 2 for your practical, this pairing is final for this semester, I don't want to hear any side comments," she said as she walked to the board, writing the topic for today down.

The lecture continued for the next hour. I made side glances every so often around the class and noticed how everyone paid rapt attention during the lecture.

The bell rang signifying the end of the class and boy was I glad. "Your seat partners will be your practical partners, and the topics you are working on in the next class will be presented to you. Have a lovely day." Professor Barnes said as she gathered her things and left the class.

I turned to my right hoping to speak to my neighbor only to find his seat empty.

****

As soon as the lunch bell rang, I hastily followed the mass of students out of the classroom. Since Alison was preoccupied with her friends, I did not bother waiting for her. Quickly, I made my way through the lunch hall, to the lunch line.

Fortunately, there were only a few people on the line.

I quickly perused the menu and decided to get just a burger and some fries. Fortunately, I did not run into anyone I knew as I made my way down the halls to the library. Since what I was doing was personal, I did not want to start explaining it to other people.

Hurriedly munching on the burger, I stopped in front of a large oak door, I'd never seen anything as intricate as this before. Not only was it stunning, but it was probably one of the oldest doors with the initial markings of the moon goddess. I traced the markings of the moon on the door, and I felt a spark, instantly I removed it. There was no scorch mark on the door or any mark on my hand.

Shrugging, I pushed the door open and stepped into the dome-like room, I could smell it all; the homely smell of new and old books. My lips stretched into a wide smile, this place was going to be my favorite place in this school.

"Good afternoon young lady, it's nice to see some young and fresh minds eager for some knowledge."

With a smile on my face, I briskly approached the librarian and said, "Good afternoon, Miss. Where can I get books on Alphas?"

"She responded with a smile, "As you walk down the shelves you will see them labeled with directions, the northern wing contains everything about alphas." I thanked her right away and headed towards the shelves.

I scanned the shelves as I walked past them, making a silent promise to see them all. Turning to the northern wing, I noticed this part of the library was completely different from the other parts, it even smelled different. I sighed and began glancing through the books in search of a book with information on the latest alphas.

What I wasn't expecting was to find the brooding guy from class who became my lab partner for the rest of the semester. He left the classroom, literally, without even attempting to engage in conversation about our practical. What was he doing here? I wondered, and I quickly avoided him because he had not noticed me yet.

"Finally!" I cried out as I took out a big book-possibly the biggest one I have ever seen on Alpha's. This book was the only one on the shelf that was dust-free and clean. Running my fingers on the cover page, luckily I noticed that there was a picture attached to each alpha's name.

The first alpha from the 16th century is alpha Henri Martin of the Blue Stone pack. He was the first alpha to be crowned the title of supreme alpha due to his numerous achievements. I continue flipping until I get to the 21st century where we currently are.

Immediately I saw his name. I knew he was the one, I didn't even have to look at the picture to confirm it was him, I felt it in my bones.

Alpha Lorenzo Sinclair of the Lakeview pack. I ran my fingers on his picture and felt a spark, I guess that's a sign of our eternal connection. Just then I noticed words written under his name, my mouth hung open as I let out a gasp.

"Supreme alpha Lorenzo Sinclair," I read the words out loud to confirm what I just read. "Lynn, what just happened?" I asked my wolf, "I guess he just got promoted to supreme alpha," she replied with a shrug with a shrug in my mind's eye

"Does that make me a supreme Luna?" I frantically asked my wolf and as always she replied with the same lack of enthusiasm as earlier, "Don't give me a headache Rae with all your worrying. When we see our mate, we would talk."

A crash came from the direction where I had seen the moody guy earlier, and as I turned to investigate, the light went out, turning the library into a pitch-black maze of silence.

I knew right then that I was not safe.