The Vampire Prince's Hybrid Bride

As a wolfless orphan, Joanne had been abused by Alpha Anthony ever since she was a child. She devoted her entire life to surviving in his pack—until one day, she returned home to find an injured vampire lying in her house, his whole existence luring her in. Taking the risk of bringing him in, Joanne never expected Alpha Anthony to discover it the very next day and finally seize the chance to kill her. Just as Joanne was about to be executed, the vampire she had saved arrived, with his army. And Joanne realized that he was the Prince Alexander, heir to the vampire throne…..

Joanne’s POV

I was hiding under the table, trying to steal a piece of bread before hunger knocked me out. Even the lowest-ranking omegas were drinking and celebrating.

Because I’m a werewolf without a wolf, I am not welcome to celebrate with the others.

A bane is what my Alpha calls me.

Alpha Anthony has been beating me for nothing ever since I can remember. And I don’t have parents to protect me from him since I’m an orphan.

For whatever reason, he will not allow me to leave this pack. He will chase me down every single time I dared to escape.

So I grew up avoiding him, living in an abandoned cabin at the edge of Long Lake pack. My life was simple – keep breathing, and hope there’s food left in the kitchen when the sun goes down.

Today, there is a celebration, which meant that there was more food than usual. Roasted meats, sweet bread, and cheese thick enough to make my mouth water.

I couldn’t be greedy, though, because that’s how I would get caught. I needed to stick to the basics… bread.

It was enough to fill my belly, and guests wouldn’t notice that type of food missing right away.

I stay still under the tablecloth, listening to boots scrape across the wooden floor. Voices drift down – Alpha Anthony and Beta Ben.

“You did well,” Anthony said, his voice slurred. I can already smell the alcohol in his breath. “Five of them this time. Easy money.”

“They didn’t even fight back,” Ben chuckled.

“They are nothing but bloodsucking roaches. We did the world a favor by getting rid of a few of them.”

They both laughed at that.

My stomach growled, but I froze. They were talking about vampires.

The border between our werewolf kingdom, Howlspire, and the vampire kingdom, Eboncrest, is dangerous ground.

Though the Vampire King and our Alpha King have an agreement to cease war, anyone who crosses the border can be killed.

But it wasn’t border-crossers they were talking about.

It was vampire civilians.

Anthony just needed a quick coin, and killing vampires gets him a fat reward if the King thinks he’s defending the border.

What he is doing is illegal and cruel, not that Anthony cares.

For as long as I knew Alpha Anthony, he had always been a gambler and a