Hybrid Hunting by Mariana Mendoza (web ebook reader .TXT) 📕

just as I had the thought another popped in. The fucking witch would see me as weak, prey. I forced Evin to put me down. He hesitated before he did.
I looked up to see the house. It was a normal sized house, not too small nor too large. It was more like a cabin, really. The whole house seemed to be made of wood with no cement or bricks. The wood was a very dark, near black, brown. The roof was flat as well with only a cylindrical tup coming up, acting as a chimney. There was also two steps which lead to the porch. There was a rocking chair on the door’s left. The door was large and there was a window on each of the door’s side. It looked a little like a cartoon house a little kid would draw.
“ Well, ain’t that a bitch, the witch lives almost in the middle of the forest. Probably the perfect place so no one can hear her victim’s screams.” I murmured to myself.
“ Hey, I live near a forest, Nina.” he reminded me.
“ Oh, I understand your circumstances. You’re a vampire, obviously need the space to run and feed, you’re an assassin so secret hideout, well not really since I know where you live, and you’re just as evil as your witchy friend here.” I said, pointing at the witch that came out while I spoke my last statement.
Evin looked at me as if he wanted to hump me in front of Marco and the witch. He smiled at me, which was a little surprising.
“ Man, you are a cold hearted girl,” he said, “ what happened to the kind girl from two years ago?”
“ Sorry, you must have the wrong person. I’m a bitch, the human one, and you know it and I already know you love it, now deal with it.” I said, waving my dangling hand, as if I was trying to make a fly go away. I didn’t like others to call me a bitch but once in a while, I would tell them I am.
“ So you must be Nina.” The witch said from her door. I looked back at her, this time taking my time to take a good look at her.
She was a small thing for a witch. She was shorter than me, about five foot three, four inches shorter than me. She was thinner and slender than me as well and she had short, skinny, not anorexic, arms and legs. She was wearing a black cocktail dress that went down to her knees. She had normal brown hair that wasn’t sun bleached, which means she spends a lot of time inside. She had fair skin and her cheeks were rosy pink, healthy. Her lips were dark red and her huge eyes were black. She wasn’t smiling but she wasn’t frowning either.
She looked nice but too late for that because I hated her already.
“ Yeah” I said to her.
She bowed slightly and smiled. The smile made her look cuter.Too bad she was a witch, and a girl. I didn’t smile back and I hell no did not bow. I wasn’t a dog.
“ Hey, Melissa, she needs help.” Evin told her, starting to move me forward. I resisted for a second, not wanting to get close to the girl. Evin pushed harder and finally I gave in and walked closer.My nose scrunches up a bit and I frowned, not liking her scent. She smelled a lot like magic and dried herbs and other crap that I didn’t want to find out. I was so nervous I thought that the worms were actually just butterflies in my stomach, or cramps when humans got PMS. Don’t get me wrong, wolves and vampires get PMS as well its just that PMS is when we’re ready to mate so PMS is just when our scent changes.
Melissa frowned a little when she looked up at me.
“ Evin did say that you hated witches.” she said.
“ Well, color me fuck shocked.” I said, pretending being surprised. Marco chuckled. Evin ignored us.
“ We need help. Another warlock had placed some kind of things inside her. They look like worms and I can smell death around her. Can you take teem out?” he asked his friend.
I frowned. How much did he tell this girl when he left the room to get the car ready? If he told her what I was or any other info that she didn’t need to know, I would kill her and Evin both. I wasn’t in the mood for the ‘tell me about yourself’ game.
When I didn’t hear her speak, I looked down at the bitch witch and noticed that she was frozen still. I cocked up an eyebrow, curious. Her skin had paled a few shades and her smile disappeared, not something surprising since that always happened whenever someone met me.
“ What wrong with her?” I asked Evin, poking him in his side.
“ Melissa, you okay?” Evin asked her.
“ How many worms did you see?” she asked him.
“ Three”
“ Shit” she whispered under her breath.
I raised both eyebrows, amused. Evin frowned, Marco did too. I rolled my eyes. I could just imagine what they were thinking inside their pea pod brain.
“ Whats the matter? Is it something dangerous?” he asked.
“ Evin, you just smelled death around her, the same as I did and you still ask if its dangerous?” Marco said, a tiny growl hinting on his voice. His eyes were turning yellow.
“ I could be wrong but I need to check to make sure. Come in, please.” Melissa muttered and opened her door. She looked down at my stomach, gulped, then walked in right behind us.
I wanted to chew her up like a T-bone but I knew that I couldn’t. Evin must have her as an ally for a reason. He wouldn’t just pick any random witch to help him with his job. Did she know what he did?
“ Nina, can you please lie down on the floor. On your bak, please.” The witch said, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“ I’m not a dog, witch, so don’t you dare make me go sit on the floor.” I growled at her. I was surprised the moment I had said it. My voice had changed into a very low tone, something I couldn’t do unless I was shifting into wolf form a bit.
Melissa and the others were surprised as well. They looked at me as if I had horns in my head, sheep legs, a tail, and turned red with an evil smile.
“ Sorry, I didn’t know why I said that. I’ll lie down but I want the others close to me.” I told her, grabbing both my boys’ arms and pulling them closer to me. I was possessive of them. I didn’t know why but my guess was that since I usually flee, I never take anything and the few friends that I ever made, I kept them close. Sometimes.
She nodded, understanding what I meant. Smart pup.
“ Fine, then I’ll want One of them to put your head on their lap, holding your arms and the other to hold your feet.” she said.
I nodded and went down to the floor in the middle of her living room. I finally took the chance to look around. Inside, the walls were made out of wood as well and they were empty, not a single picture to be seen anywhere. The couch was light brown and she had a little wooden table in the middle, a fire place in front of it and a T.V above the fire place. It was simple yet homey. I liked it, to some degree of course.
I lied down, my head in Evin’s lap and my feet held my Marco. I looked up at Evin. He was smiling— no, he was grimacing down at me. It was the closest he could get to a smile. Melissa had left to get some of her bitchy witchy equipment of torture.
“ Does she pray to Satan?” I asked Evin.
He chuckled, stroking my hair away from my face.
“ No, she prays to mother Earth. She’s a white witch, Nina. She’s a healer.”
“ Why do you have her as an ally?” I asked him, curious. His grimace finally turned into a grin.
“ Why? You jealous?” he teased me.
I glared up at him, “ Shit no, I would rather drink hell’s king’s piss and eat his sheep feet than be jealous of that bitch witch. Besides, she’s not your type.”
“ Oh?” he said, amused.
“ Yeah, your type is a mean, cold hearted people who can handle themselves well in a fight. You like types that can kick your ass up to heaven.” I told him.
He smiled. “ That sounds a lot like a girl I know.”
I said nothing and looked at down at where Marco was. He looked worried. I could feel his wolf pacing back and forwards inside his mind. He looked as if if he was about to whine.
I kicked him in the chin. He grunted and looked down at me.
“ Make that face again and I promise you you’ll see heaven’s stars and hell’s pit fire of hell shit.” I told him.
“ My apologies, my la— Nina.” he said. It was good he caught himself.
I gave him a tiny smile of assurance.
“ It’ll be fine, Marco, I’ll be fine and we’ll both go back to going to meet the vampire king.” I told him, trying to make him feel better. That perked him up.
“ So, you’ll meet the king. Can we go after we get out of here?” he asked.
“ No” Evin said immediately, before I could even utter a word of rejection.
“ Why?” He asked me yet still glaring at Evin.
“ Because,” I said, “ Do you want to kill the king? Cause if you do, then lets get outa here an’ hit the road. We can go blow up his mighty castle while we’re at it.” I told him.
“ Not funny, Nina.” Marco whined, frowning and frightened. Shit, I just altered were-vamp’s blood pressure. He could get a human heart attack any second.
“ Of course not numnuts, we can’t go to him while I’m in this state. We’ll go the moment these hell worms get outa me.” I told him.
I felt Evin stiffen. I looked up at him and noticed his face had gone expressionless. He was a master of expressionless. His expression of expressionless was squared twice. He was an assassin so it was obvious why he would be so good at emotionless but I didn’t like it.
I was about to say something but Melissa interrupted when she began talking. Guess bitch witch returned.
“ Okay, Nina, I need you to stay calm. I’m going to do a spell so that I can see what is inside you so I can find out what the things are inside you.” Melissa said.
“ Whatever, witch, just lets just get this thing over with.” I grumbled. Evin kept stroking my head while Marco gave me a foot massage. It felt weird being pampered. I didn’t like it but I wasn’t about to tell them to stop. I was just as nervous as they were. Shit holes in hellhound hell, I didn’t want them to stop since