Chapter 106. A Hybrid

“A war against people that should never have happened. Lycans and vampires used to dwell in peace not so long ago.” He confuses me with a ludicrous statement, and I frown his way, half snorting at his gross misinformation.

“No, they didn’t. I don’t know who told you that story, but I can assure you, we’ve been mortal enemies since the dawn of creation. We were never peaceful allies.” They taught us that in school and in my life, I have never heard any other version. It’s ludicrous to imagine our two species living on the same lands and not tearing their throats out.

“No, my dear, that’s not true. Sierra was very good at her history and very vivid in her telling. Her people, the witches as her mother was, predate the first of your kind. They tell the stories amongst their own.” He lifts his brows in a paternal manner, nodding towards me as though he is one hundred percent certain in this, and I can’t grasp it. It’s all they ever taught us; vampires are the enemy and alway