Alpha’s Hybrid Cinderella – Chapter 63
That was impossible. Evan would never stoop to mating with a half-breed nothing, one that even used to be a filthy slave for another pack. Flicka had asked her father to look into Claudia’s past.
She knew basically everything there was to know about the weakling b***h, though that wasn’t saying much considering she was lower than trash. Illegitimate daughter of an Alpha of a weak pack — the disgraced Dark Moon pack no less, most of whom had been slaughtered all on the same day weeks ago — and of a human slave. Honestly, Flicka didn’t despite humans so much as she was disgusted by those who dared to try to mingle with superior werewolves.
Where did they get the nerve? Humans weren’t Flicka’s concern until they tried to squeeze into upper society where they didn’t belong, and Claudia was the worst of them all. Seducing Evan? Trying to become his Luna? Where did the stupid f*****g slut get that idea? Did she think all a Luna had to do was lie on her back and spread her legs like a useless w***e, and that would be enough to buy her trinkets and gifts all her life?
she was.
only thing that puzzled Flicka was that her mother had barely any identifying information. There was proof she existed, but she had no birth certificate, no educational record, no state-level ID at all. In packs like those, humans were slaves, but their werewolf masters still had to go through the motions of registering them with the state. But it had taken Flicka’s father a few days to even find out sh
he mother was also another shameless w***e who had seduced the Alpha. Those two former slaves had even pointed out where they had buried Claudia’s mother in the woods. But that answered no questio
h. Though now that Flicka knew exactly what was at stake, the Luna position that rightfully belonged to her and not the half-breed w***e, she would hire some additional private investigators on her own time to find out everything she could to bring Claudia down.
rm room she had to stay in.
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se.”
going to tell you now since it’s time for us to make a move, but not a word to his son Ken, understand?”
e’s Alpha Matthen’s heir!”
tic he is sometimes. You’ve gone to school with him since elementary years, haven’t you? He’s not like us.”
m a long time ago, but he’s been hanging out with Claudia like an i***t foreve
the plan, and I also want you to do one last thing to see if it’s truly necessary to go to such lengths…”
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become anyway. Since arriving here with the escort team, she hadn’t had a chance to find her friends and get the latest gossip on what was going on with C
ily’s proposal to work together to take over the pack was a last-resort measure. After all, the coup they proposed to overthrow Evan would benefit the Josephs the most, while all the other head families remained second fiddle. There was no gain to be had there, and there would be the additional disgrace of seeing one of their own advance to the head position. The Josephs would win the internal race to power, and the Glilies didn’t want that.
na. Everyone lost, then. If that threat was real, the Glilies had no choice but to ally with the Josephs. But on the other hand, if Flicka could secretly secure her position in advance as Evan’s future Luna, the Glilies could turn on the Josephs, tell Evan what that family was up to, and then the Glilies would be the ones at the top with Alpha Evan…
bitch…
g here, hybrid?”
ly momentarily surprised, not that Flicka gave her any credit for her composure. “I’m checking on the herbs,” she said calmly. “The
elf even more than you already have.”
nd Evan’s alone. You have no say in it. Neither do your parents.”
d I’ll be here long after you’re gone. And I don’t need to be running errands for the sick bay or the research team to provide it. I’m a Glily. Our money built this place, hybrid.”
eph family. You must be getting things mixed up.”
e wooden tray housing the tiny banshee weed sprouts and overturned it. The entire thing went spilling onto the greenhouse floor, soil and seedlings and all. “You ignorant b***h, don’t talk about money like you know anything about it–“
at her with cold eyes.
m up.”
it! This wasn’t going to work. She had to move to the second part of the plan. But that meant Flicka had to get out of here as fast as she could.
n scooping up the spilled soil as Claudia