The Hybrid's Submission (The Submission Trilogy Book 1) by Ezra Dawn

Author:Ezra Dawn [Dawn, Ezra]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-20T06:00:00+00:00

When I didn’t have time to introduce my mate to my friends I was a little worried about how he’d cope on his own. I should’ve known he’d have no problem making friends. I’m glad he chose a group of collared subs to befriend instead of a group of Doms. It means I could focus on work and not have to worry about him. But, when I looked up from the bar and found him gone, and his new friends looking panicked as one raced towards a bouncer, I knew something was wrong.

I couldn’t pinpoint his location in the throngs of people and with the noise and scent in the air, it was hard to track him. Still, I knew something was wrong and I leaped over the bar to follow the bouncer as the sub led him through the crowd. By the time I got there, the situation had been handled but being this close, I could clearly scent my mate’s blood which has my blood boiling. Anger fueling me I shouted at the nosy onlookers, “Get out the way damn it!”

When they wouldn’t move, I began shoving them aside and snarling at anyone who dared to challenge me. Finally, I broke through the crowd only to end up with an armful of terrified mate. Wrapping my arms around him I nuzzle his cheek until he calms down. Once he’s somewhat calm, I take a step back to look him over and notice the blood running down his arm. “Oh honey, you’re bleeding. Let me see.”

He holds out his arm and I take his hand, turning his arm this way and that to examine the wounds.

The crowd parts as the Alpha makes his way over. When he stops in front of us he looks around and says, “What happened here?”

One of the subs my mate has befriended says, “Sir, Brant was sitting with us and we were chatting when drunk tank over here decided to jerk him from the booth and drag him off to who knows where.”

Brant turns to address the Alpha and says, “I think he wanted me to do a scene with him. When I told him I was collared he called it a trinket and accused me of buying it myself to avoid unwanted advances. He said I hadn’t been here long enough to earn a permanent collar.”

The Alpha looks at me and says, “Aithusa, I assume since you’re the one he’s clinging to that you’re the one who collared him. Even though this is probably a stupid question I’m asking it anyways, did you collar him or is what the ‘drunk tank’ as this sub so eloquently put it actually true?”

Pulling my mate closer, I say, “No, I collared him. He’s my fated mate. I know mating scars don’t seem to mean the same thing as a collar does and I wanted my mate protected from unwanted advances. Apparently, even that is no longer sacred here. Which is why, I’m glad to be leaving. My mate is Alpha of his pack and we’ll be returning there as soon as my affairs are in order.

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