Hybrid Alpha’s Prettiest Obsession

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Mina

Disgust. Pure, unfiltered disgust twisted across his pale face. I swallowed hard. He wasn't done. His lips curled into a sneer, and his breath became ragged from the effort to keep upright. The sight of his face was nothing like I had ever seen.

If I didn't know my brother, I would think he hated me for having a simple conversation and trying to clear up a misunderstanding with the greatest being on planet earth.

“What?” I whispered, barely able to form the word. I dreaded what he would say and what he would tell me next. I knew the extent of his hatred towards the werewolves. He was there when it happened—when they were both brutally crushed to death for mating and having me and my brother.

But they were so much in love. Sometimes I would watch them in the kitchen, okay with each other; they often looked at each other like they were the only ones in this world. And they had each other till their deaths.

I had found Tito hiding in the cupboard, listening to their faint growls, which turned to whimpers of death. He listened to it all, unable to do anything. I think that formed his hatred over time.

Poor Tito.

He scoffed, his expression hardening. “You let him touch you.”

Of course, I and Malakai had s*x. It wasn't anything new. But there were more pressing issues. That beast just told me not to fall in love with him. As if I would ever do that in the first place.

No, scratch that. The first time was a mistake. Then he disappeared. The second time... there would be no second time. Reminding myself that, I took a step back as if he’d physically struck me. “Tito, it’s not—”

He shouldn't have listened in on adult conversation...

“Don’t.” He sounded like venom itself. “Don’t you dare lie to me. I saw it. I saw the way you looked at him. No wonder when I asked that question if he f****d you, you refused to answer me.” A bitter laugh escaped his throat.

But you see, the way he was lashing out on me while leaning on me made it all comical. This was no place to be berating me for my s*x life. Blood hell, Mina. I was being too insensitive, and I knew it.

Malakai killed my parents. I shouldn't be thinking this way. I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My throat felt like it was closing up because the shame was rising so fast I could barely breathe. I wanted to defend myself, to explain, but how could I? I didn’t even understand what had happened between Malakai and me.

“He’s a monster,” Tito muttered, as if reminding me. “Not just a monster. The Kim of monsters. And you… You were getting comfortable with him, acting like old buddies, catching up.” He shook his head, his disgust deepening. “You’re pathetic, Mina. Just like always.”

Here was my ‘precious’ brother reminding me of my failures again. Need I remind him that we were partially monsters too? Did I need to stoop that low to let him know that we could never flush out monstrosity out of our bloodline? Secondly, do I need to remind him that we would never be fully accepted into society? If I didn't cling to Malakai now, how would we feed? Who would accept us? The subtle rebels?

Those f*****g humans that never failed to mock me even while we were all caged down at the pit? That was one nice way to put it. They separated everything from halflings and humans. I could never forget the day I came out of Malakai's room. It was one of the worst days of my life. And this ungrateful brat, made me throw all the money I made with my body into the air... The tears came before I could stop them. I sucked in a sharp breath, hoping to swallow them down, but it was too late. My knees buckled, and I dropped to the ground, the cold dirt biting into my skin. I wasn't crying for this world.

I was crying at how lost we both were in this godforsaken world. It was such a pity to be part of the wrong side of the world. I never asked for any of this. I wrapped my fists against the earth, gasping as the sobs tore free from my chest. I heaved. It wasn’t just Tito’s words... no. It was everything.

Behind us, the rogues were battling hard with the Alpha. Why had he come down here? If he said I shouldn't fall in love with him, why was he here? The hopelessness of our situation, the way it felt, was like being ripped in two. Tito said nothing as I broke down. He just stood there with his bleeding side and cold, hateful eyes, watching me like I was something less than dirt beneath his shoes.

How could he have such a filthy look towards me?

“You’re crying over him?” he hissed.

Each word dripping with contempt. I shook my head violently, clutching my arms around my chest as if I could keep myself from falling apart. I weeped some more. “It’s not… It’s not about him, Tito.”

“Then what is it?” he snapped. “You’re always like this—weak, stupid, letting people like him walk all over you. Just like before.”

The ‘before’ he was talking about was the last time I and Malakai were together. He was also talking about the last time people insulted and bullied me for having inky eyes that weren't normal. They told me I was against 'myself’. Therefore, he wasn’t just talking about Malakai—he was talking about everything. Every f*****g mistake I’d ever made. Every time I’d tried to survive and ended up making things worse.

I wiped at my face, trying to pull myself together, but the tears wouldn’t stop. They fell in heavy, unworthy streams. This was how far I had fallen... pathetic and weak, only good for crying like a baby. I hated myself for it; I hated that I was breaking down in front of Tito, in front of the empty field, in front of the memory of Malakai’s cold, indifferent gaze.

Besides, his guards were still with us, watching like statues. They must have been trained long and hard to be indifferent to whatever was being said outside their knowledge. But I bet they would relay what we were discussing back to their master.

“I didn’t have a choice,” I whispered through clenched teeth, the sobs choking me. “He’s the only reason we’re still alive.”

Tito scoffed. “Alive? This isn’t living, Mina. This is crawling.”

I flinched but I couldn’t argue. He was right in a way that hurt more than I cared to admit. The wind howled around us, stirring the leaves on the ground and making the empty space feel even more desolate. I pressed my forehead to the dirt, desperate for something solid, something real, something that wouldn’t make me fall apart like everything else around me.

But the ache didn’t break—it was determined to stay. Malakai's words echoed in my head, and the emptiness inside me grew with every second.

“Don’t fall in love with a beast like me. Don’t repeat your past mistakes like a fool.”

And I had stood there, dumb and frozen, not knowing how to answer.

My stomach twisted with shame and embarrassment. He’d known—he’d seen through me so easily. And he’d mocked me for it.

“Women like you... weak and foolish to think you could ever be something more. Nothing more than a halfling. A bloody inconvenience to both humans and wolves.”

I gasped.

Tito was still glaring at me with eyes filled with disdain. “You’re going to get us both killed, you know that? All because you think you can fix something that’s already broken.”

He was talking about himself, and that made me look up. He was my brother; of course I would try to find a better place for him to live in. I have to make sure he won't live like me. He has to have a good life. He doesn't have to be bullied for his unusuality between humans and beasts.

“You heard about the blood contract, right?” I stammered. “Why would he do that? Why would Malakai bind us to him like this? It doesn’t make sense.” I tried to make him see that it wasn't my fault.

Instead, Tito gave a laugh that sounded forced. “It’s not complicated, Mina. He’s using you. That’s all men like him do. All you have to do is stop reading meaning into everything, tear that stupid piece of paper, and murder him!”

“No,” I whispered, shaking my head. “There has to be more. It can’t just be…” How could he just ask me to tear the paper and kill Malakai? That wasn't how blood contracts worked! But before I could explain myself, Tito cut in angrily.

“Wake up, Mina.” Tito’s voice cut through my denial. “He doesn’t care about you. He never did. And if you think for one second that you mean anything to him, you’re an even bigger fool than I thought.”

I fought to hold on to some shred of dignity. “But the contract—”

“It’s just another leash,” Tito sneered. “A leash the wolves use to trap their slaves. And you let him slip it around your neck without even fighting. Why? I thought we promised each other vengeance against them!”

I closed my eyes. He was right. I had let Malakai in... let him get too close. And now I was paying the price. He just told me not to fall in love when we haven't even started.

But what hurt the most was that a part of me still didn’t want to believe it. That part of me still hoped that Malakai’s warning had been something more than cruelty. And that hope was dangerous. Most of all, I wanted that contract to be real. The question was, Why did he do it? I was excited to find out. A new feeling entered into me, and I slowly wiped my tears.

“You are right.”