His Hybrid Queen

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Chapter 11


The days following the incident were a little tense. Being suspicious of Cassie’s true nature, I was wary around her. Though it was disturbing to see my lady in waiting in such an intimate situation, I wasn’t surprised nor could I fault her for whatever she does in her private time.

The staff working in the palace had to spend most of their waking hours around each other. So seeing couples forming within these walls was as normal as an office romance. And as long as it didn’t interfere with their jobs, I didn’t see the harm in it.

However, I thought that wolves preferred Omegas because they were submissive creatures. Even the weakest male will find himself mighty powerful compared to a docile little female. It was jarring to see that Cassie was nothing like that. The expression on her face, the tone of her voice, everything about her then was anything but submissive.

I wondered if it was all an act she was pulling at my expense, or if she was mentally ill to display different personalities. I couldn’t fire her based only on my suspicions, without a concrete motive or a reasonable doubt. Despite my anxiety, I didn’t think of her as dangerous or harmful, but I needed to get to the bottom of it. I had to talk to her.

I just completed my evening routine after a warm bath, and I was getting ready for bed. I sat on the wingback armchair near the fireplace and beckoned Cassie to sit opposite of me after she finished her cleaning chores. I pondered how to breach the subject with her, but was surprised to see her kneel on the carpeted floor in front of me and spoke first.

“Did your Majesty forgive me yet?” She asked with her eyes cast on the floor, and her hands resting on her knees.

“There is nothing to forgive.” But I’m not going to apologize for disciplining her either.

“Your Majesty barely spoke to me in the past few days.”

“If I’m too busy for chit-chat doesn’t mean I’m angry at you.” I fought to keep my voice calm despite my indignation. Did she think that because I picked her as my lady in waiting, she would be entitled to a special treatment?

“I feel so lonely when you don’t talk to me.”

“There must be someone to keep you company. A love interest maybe?” I was referring to James, the guard she was sleeping with. But I didn’t want to show her how much I knew.

Cassie shook her head in denial.

“I was in love once, and swore I would never forget about him.” She lifted her head and her eyes met mine. “Not until that person pays for taking him away for me.” Something like pain and anger flashed on her face before she looked down again.

I wasn’t aware that she had lost a mate. To be fair, I didn’t know much about her past or anyone else’s for that matter. I was too busy saving this pack to be doing background checks on everyone. But in Cassie’s case, maybe I should have before hiring her. I waved off her last statement. It wasn’t for the lack of compassion but, I had enough problems in my love life to listen to her sappy story.

“Then at least a friend.” I probed her. Maybe that’s what she considered James. A friend with benefits.

“Everyone hates me.” She shook her head again.

If the most recent incident was of any indication, she didn’t fare better with the rest of the staff members. Or so I understood from the hushed gossip I caught thanks to my sharp hearing.

“I don’t hate you.”

Cassie crawled closer to me and looked at me with puppy eyes. “Really?”

“Really.” I reassured her with a feeble smile. I had a lot of mixed feeling about her, but hate wasn’t one of them.

I patted her head, hoping that the gesture would ease out the tension. Cassie grabbed my hand and put it on her cheek. I didn’t pull my hand right away because I knew how important it was for wolves to connect with their Alpha. When I had the run with the pack, everyone got a handshake. The teenagers opted for a fist bump and the little ones climbed on me when I was in my furry form.

Then why am I feeling like she is stealing my affection? What is wrong with this picture?


My conversation with Cassie left me more puzzled than before. I couldn’t tell for sure if she was good or bad, but I decided to play it safe and dumped in the sink the tea that she made me. I had a glass of brandy to help me relax a bit instead. While waiting for the effect of the liquor to kick in, I was reading an old classic romance to bore me to sleep.

I felt the sluggishness creep on me faster than expected. I wasn’t sure if it was due to the dragged out courtship of 18th century England, or the Brandy. Even though I only had half a cup of the liquor. My eyelids were as heavy as lead, but I got fully alert at the sound of the door opening and closing. My mouth fell to the ground at the sight of the figure approaching me.

I couldn’t believe my eyes, and I had to blink a few times to make sure I wasn’t imagining the gorgeous man in front of me.

“Let’s get you to bed.” Victor said as he leaned over me and helped me to my feet.

Yes, please!

I couldn’t take my eyes off him as we took the few steps towards the bed. When he lifted the sheets and sat me on the mattress, I finally managed to speak.

“You’re here!” I whispered.

“I came for you.” Those simple words kindled a sparkle that I thought lost.

“Stay with me tonight!” I pleaded. I still wasn’t sure if this wasn’t a dream, but I wanted it to last as long as possible.

“My Queen’s desires are my command.”

My heart came to life and I felt giddy with desire and lust. I would have fallen on the floor if I wasn’t already lying on the bed. I pulled my mate on top of me despite feeling lightheaded. It must be the excitement of seeing him after a long time. Nothing a kiss wouldn’t cure. It wasn’t long before he dipped his tongue in my mouth and his skilled fingers found their way between my thighs.

“I want you, please!” I begged, breathless.

I never felt this wanton, impatient. Furthermore, I needed the reassurance that we were still together despite everything that happened. After a few excruciating moments, he entered me and I gripped his shoulders at the sudden intrusion. My eyes closed shut, I waited until I got used to him. I waited to let the growing pleasure drive me over the edge, but nothing. If I was honest with myself, I was uncomfortable at best.

Maybe I rushed and I wasn’t wet enough. Maybe, I built it all up in my head. Maybe the passion that we shared was a one time thing. No, it can’t be. I used to melt under his touch, my legs turning to jelly when he kissed me. Was it all a lie, or was this a dream? I wanted it to be a dream, but there is no denying of him nudging at my insides over and over again.

I couldn’t hold back the swirling thoughts in my head and I needed this nightmare to end. So I did what I never thought I would. I faked my orgasm. When we slept together, I wasn’t this vocal and I doubted that I was convincing. Sure enough, a moment later he retreated. We didn’t even take off our clothes, so I rolled on my side facing away from him.

I was too ashamed of myself to look him in the eyes after what I’ve just done. How could I tell him that our passion has died so fast in the short time we were away from each other. My guilt and the dark doubts about our relationship would have kept me awake. But I was free-falling with dizzying speed then, I was swallowed by darkness.


After receiving the moon blossom potion, Billy showed signs of remission immediately. He had remained unconscious for another day, but the fever was gone, and his wound started to heal. I stayed by his side until he woke up. I never thought I would be so happy to hear his blabbering again, but that meant he was back to his old, witty, healthy self.

There wasn’t any evidence that the hunters came back, but they doubled the patrols anyway. I felt like there wasn’t much left for me to do here. It was great to reconnect with my family and my roots, but I was running away from my problems. I couldn’t keep hiding here forever. I had to go back to the world and my responsibilities.

I wasn’t ready yet to reconcile with my mate, but at least I had to talk to my father. He was away when I transferred the pack leadership to Steven, and I’m sure he will have something to say about it. We always had a strained relationship and our next encounter won’t be any different. However, it was time to go home.

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