#Chapter 2 His Personal Maid

Alpha's Hybrid Cinderella   #Chapter 3 Just me and Alpha Evan.

"Miss Claudia? I'm Peelle. A pleasure to meet you again." It was the subordinate from before, the higher-ranking one who had called me up onto the platform. There were three other Scarlet pack werewolves behind him who watched me with curious eyes, but none of them gave me disgusted glares even though they could doubtless sense my mixed-breed heritage. They stood at attention in the hallway, allowing me to leave my bedroom. Odd. Were they saving their scorn for later?

Alpha's Hybrid Cinderella   #Chapter 4 Had he been trying to play games?

Alpha's Hybrid Cinderella   #Chapter 5 I remember your taste

Alpha's Hybrid Cinderella   #Chapter 6 New Friends

It was challenging blocking out all of the thoughts of the students around me in the first class. I wasn't used to being in close quarters with so many at once. But since I sat in the front row, everyone in range was focused on the professor's lecture. Before I knew it, he was dismissing the class, and I gathered up the notebooks and binders the adviser had given me earlier. The professor watched me as I left. He was the first person I'd met so far who hadn't internally remarked on how I must be Alpha Evan's mate at last. For that reason alone, I decided I liked him. The next course I was scheduled to sit in on wasn't for another hour. That gave me time to get something at the dining hall, and I brushed my thumb over my student ID as I stood in line. There were meal points pre-loaded onto it, the counselor had told me. I could eat whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted. I could hardly believe i

Alpha's Hybrid Cinderella   #Chapter 7  Gossip Girl

I turned to see a familiar girl standing a few feet away -- I recognized her expensive, branded ensemble from head to toe. Flicka, from class. Now that I was face to face with her, I could see how tall she was, even for a female werewolf. And she was pretty, of course, which I'd seen immediately, but she also had a model-fit body that could make even rags look good. Unsurprisingly, her opinion of me was far from the same. (The clothes are good, but name brands can't make up for what's inside them,) she thought nastily, and I had to stop myself from turning my back on her and driving away. Right. She'd wanted to say something to me, and she had every right to an opinion no matter how ugly. But what was it she wanted from me? "You've been walking around and trying to insert yourself everywhere like you think you deserve it," she said. "Do you have any idea how annoying it is? You shoul

Alpha's Hybrid Cinderella   #Chapter 8 The Good-looking Boy

The next day, the clear weather helped pull me out of my simmering anger. I had more chemistry today, but the three hour botany course was what my mind dwelled on instead. Nothing to get excited about with chemistry anyway -- I'd never been good at the math half of it. Raf and Leon waited to have lunch with me even though they must surely have been hungry, and I gratefully joined them and heard out their new gossip for the day. Something about Ken Joseph again -- he was hosting a student lecture in the business school that Leon was raring to attend. Raf was joining him purely for the 'scenery' but he didn't seem to mind even that. When they both invited me as well, I didn't have the heart to turn it down even though that was far from my major or interests. So here I was, sitting in one of the grand lecture halls of the business school. We were sitting in the front row since Raf had insisted on going forty-five minutes early expressly to

Alpha's Hybrid Cinderella   #Chapter 9 The Shift

Today's dinner was even richer than yesterday's. The pasta alone was enough to have me rolling out the door, but the clams, oysters, deveined shrimp, and unidentifiable but luxurious garnishing made it all the more unbearable. After years of subsisting on little better than plain sandwiches, my stomach couldn't handle things like this. Not that I would ever admit it. The last thing I wanted to do was sound ungrateful. Evan had mistaken my innocent question for being bratty earlier, and if it happened again, I didn't know if I could bear it. Besides, being pampered and fed to death was a lot better than being slapped, insulted and threatened day after day. But Evan's appetite wasn't that good either. The only thing he was partaking in was the wine, and he'd already had four glasses. I recalled seeing him that first night. He'd smelled of alcohol then, too. Was he an alcoholic?

Alpha's Hybrid Cinderella   #Chapter 10 The Invitation

"Claudia." Evan's voice. But I couldn't open my eyes. So tired. "You're a little white wolf, Claudia," he said softly. So it was true. I'd shifted... I had really shifted. Cassiel had found me in my dreams the other night, and now she had even come out into the world. But the thought had only just formed in my sluggish mind when my body twitched, the shifting energy dissipating within it like smoke. Wait, not yet... I didn't want to turn back yet. I was stronger in this form, and I wanted to keep it. I wanted to stay. But it was impossible. My body was already changing back. Claws became soft fingertips; paws turned to bare hands and feet. The warmth of my fur faded bit by bit, and the chill of the air came over bare skin. I was turning human again. And I couldn't stop it. Strong arms lifted my upper half from the ground and cradled me within them. Something wra