Hybrid Aria by Jessica Hall

Aria’s POV

The last week and a half, I have been getting this strange feeling that I am being watched. Would Alpha David be sending someone to watch me? I wonder what he is planning. I know the Rogue attacks were getting out of hand and that he had to ask the Blood Moon Pack’s Alpha for help. They have been along the borders. I have run into a few of them in the last week. Their auras are very dominating. I thought our Pack was sinister, but theirs is on an entirely different level. They even make me want to retreat, and that’s saying something because not even Alpha David can make me submit with me being a Hybrid. The only reason I do is because I know I can’t beat him. Sometimes it makes me wonder if I had human blood how much stronger I would be than my Pack. I know that’s the only reason Hybrids are hunted down because we would be the dominant species, but there are so few of us that we don’t stand a chance against a werewolf Pack. Therefore, I will always have to remain hidden and do as David says, because if he leaks what I am out, I will be hunted down like the rest of the Hybrids that have stepped foot into the city. I also know if I drink blood, they will realise straight away that I’m not just a wolf, and I really don’t feel like being attacked by my own Pack. Lost in my thoughts, I didn’t realise someone had come into the diner until they grabbed my elbow as I was walking past to clean some tables.

Placing my hand over my heart and jumping back, I looked at the customer.

“Sorry, I didn’t see you. You nearly gave me a heart attack,” I said nervously. The diner was extremely quiet today. The man just stared at me; he was quite handsome. He had shoulder-length hair that was pulled into a ponytail at the back of his neck. He was very lean and muscular, and he had green eyes and tanned skin. He was wearing a grey suit, so he looked like he just stepped out of an important meeting.

“That’s fine Hun, I was wondering if I could get some menus.”

“Sure,” I replied, going back to the counter and retrieving one. I passed it to him and waited for him to order. I could tell he was a werewolf by the way he carried himself, plus his scent was a dead giveaway. I wonder what Pack he is from.

“For now, I will just get two coffees black, no sugar please,” he said politely.

mistake as he was staring directly at me, watching what I was doing. Marcus came

shook my head, turning

I placed the mugs down before pouring the steaming hot coffee in the

name?” he asked.

He was starting to make me uncomfortable. I looked back towards the kitchen where Marcus was watching in case this bloke turned all creep

was another man. He was about 6.5 feet tall, had short dark hair, and I could feel his abs through his shirt when I walked into him. I looked up to apologise when his scent hit me. He smelt amazing, he had an earthy aroma like rosewood and sandalwood. I leaned in and inhaled without realising, when I heard someone clear their throat awkwardly. My eyes snapped open, and I stepped back quickly, apologising before taking off back towards the

racing heart by taking deep breaths. “What’s wrong with me?” I asked myself, not realising I said

If I had to go serve those two hotties, I would be hyperventilating too. Damn girl, they are fine,” said

sat at the back of the café. I was secretly hoping Zoe would be back from her doctor appointment before I had to serve

walked over making sure to stay