Their Hybrid Mate

"Alpha Carlos has returned from war. He has just arrived!"

The girls ran towards the courtyard when I heard their loud cries; they grinned and laughed, having caught a glimpse of the handsome prince.

We shared the same age and status and they were maids and omegas, just like me.

When I saw Carlos, who was dressed in silver armor, getting off his horse, I turned and stood at a corner, a big smile spreading across my lips. He appeared to be in perfect shape and still looked hot even after returning from war.

Carlos was the precious son of Alpha Varlos and Goldmoon pack's successor. As the pack's apparent heir and the incoming Alpha, he had been putting in a lot of training.

To please his father, he had engaged in numerous wars, discovered numerous treasures, and even vanquished an entire pack. He was his father's pride and joy, and the entire pack looked up to him as the next worthy Alpha of Goldmoon pack.

"Long live the prince!" The pack members bowed to him respectfully and said in unison. Carlos smiled warmly at them as he passed by, followed closely by some sentinels.

He appeared much more heroic with his cloak hung behind him and his muscles straining against his knight garb. Women were drawn to him because of his statuesque, demure appearance, and modesty.

His father gave him a passionate hug, and when they released themselves, his eyes met mine, and he gave me a comforting grin.

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Night drew in quickly as the clouds began to build. That evening, I was feeding the cattle among the other maids while in my simple gray outfit. I was abruptly pulled from behind by a hand, and when I turned to see who it was, my eyes grew wide when I realized it was...

"Carlos!"

"What are you doing here?" I inquired with my eyes darting around, ensuring no one sees us.

An omega was not allowed to come in contact with the Alpha's son, strike up a conversation with him, or worse, form a romantic bond with him.

"Shhhh! Follow me," Carlos insisted, dragging my hands along with him.

We came to a quiet spot, and he stepped up towards me, his hands on the wall, leaving me in the middle. Our eyes locked, and I couldn't help but blush from shyness as he gazed at me.

His bluish dreamy eyes studied my facial features and it was impossible to ignore the fact that the heat was making my cheeks blush.

"I miss you Camelia. I felt lonely without you during the war." He confessed as he leaned and moved his face closer to mine.

"I have also been eagerly awaiting your return. I'm relieved you made it back safely and unharmed." I mumbled back to him, smiling, as he caressed my cheek and ran his fingers through my unusual bicolored hair.

"I brought you something." He revealed as he stood upright and reached for his pocket. I