A Second Chance With My Tribrid Alpha King

LOGAN’S POV

In tears, I walked out of Sebastian’s chambers and the moment the door closed shut behind me, I hastened my steps. My head pounded with each step I took farther away from his chambers, and just when I heard her scream my name, I took to my heels. Call me weak for running like a scared animal, but I couldn’t bear looking at her in that moment. To be honest, I didn’t think I would be able to look at her lying, scheming face ever again.

Running towards nowhere in particular, I kept going in the direction my mind told me. Funnily, it landed me at my mother’s shrine, and I sardonically laughed at the irony of things.

Here I was, running away from the woman who broke my heart, only to find myself running into the shrine of the one who abandoned me. Nonetheless, hiding away in the shrine seemed like a better option.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

As I stepped into the shrine, I was shocked to see the entire place up in smoke…. or fog? What was going on? And just when I thought I had seen enough for the day, five figures emerged from the fog. 4 ladies and a man. On a normal day, my initial instincts would have been ‘flight’. But today, I just stood still in my place, feeling so tired and exhausted. What was the worst that could happen?

“Hmmm…. impressive.” One of the women muttered, making me squint my eyes in confusion. What was impressive? And what business did they have in my mother’s shrine?

I noticed that one of the women seemed like she was about to cry, and it felt good that someone else was feeling just the same messy way I was. The man who stood beside her, softly patted her shoulder affectionately, and I couldn’t help but roll my eyes, increasing the ache I felt in my heart.

Without a care in the world, I walked away from the group and inched towards the mat on the other end of the shrine. Lowering myself onto the mat, I laid down and closed my eyes, trying to find some peace. I desperately needed it. It was weird that the unforseen guests in the shrine, made no efforts to leave. I could feel their searching gazes boring holes through my body, making me wonder why they were still standing there.

Nonetheless, I focused on finding some quiet, but sadly, I couldn’t help the tears that brimmed under my closed eyes.

I heard one of them gasp, but didn’t bother to open my eyes and see who it was. All that ran through my mind was the fact that she had betrayed me. She had kissed him as passionately as she had kissed me. Who was I kidding? She had definitely kissed him more passionately, and let him touch her the same way I did, just a night ago. I could already feel my heart giving up on me, and was no longer able to keep my cries silent. Before I knew it, I was literally bawling out my eyes in the presence of these strange people. I honestly didn’t care.

“Heyyyy….” I opened my eyes to see the youngest looking one of the women, squatting before me. She stretched out her hand and caressed my cheeks. In as much as the sensible thing to have done was push her away, I couldn’t help but lean into her touch. For some unknown reasons, her presence felt comforting. I felt like she could really understand how much pain I was feeling. “What has you so sad?” She asked. I looked deeply into her eyes that weirdly matched the color of mine. I could clearly see her face, and she was so beautiful. Like an angel. And for yet another unclear reason, I found myself responding to her question. Truthfully.

“I was betrayed by my mate….” I muttered. Her eyes widened in shock, and tears welled up in them. All the while, she firmly held my chin, ensuring that we kept our eyes locked with each other’s. “… and funnily enough, I found myself taking solace in the shrine of the woman who abandoned me.” I continued. It was strange that she broke into sobs the moment I said that. But then again, I was happy she could share in my pain.

“Oh, fuck.” The only man amongst them whispered to himself, but I heard. “Love, I thought you promised not to compel him?” Compulsion? It was as if my senses had gotten clear instantly. Immediately, I tried to get up from the mat, but she grabbed my chin once more.

With more tears in her eyes, she said her next words. “You would sit still and do as I say.”

“Okay.” I nodded reluctantly. At that point, I already figured out who they were. Vampires. But what was their mission here? What did they want, and how did they get past the heavy security at the gate of the palace?

“Come on.” She gestured towards the other women, and one of them stepped forward. Just like a dream, the other lady collected a blade from the man and slit her wrist open. Fuck! I already knew what….. No no no no no!!

“Are you working for Sebastian?!” I rushed out, but couldn’t find it possible to move. Oh, goddess! She had compelled me to sit still. “Why are you doing this?” They wanted to feed me vampire blood and then kill me. That way, I’d be a vampire and unfit to ascend the throne of werewolves. “Stop!!”

“Keep it down, you silly boy!!” She whispered in my face, fresh tears pouring from her eyes. This was all confusing? She was about to hurt me, yet she was the one hurting so badly.

“You just can’t kill me!” I tried to sound more authoritative, and she gave a small smile.

“I would be damned to do that.” She whispered, making me somewhat calm. “Now, do as I say.” She caressed my cheeks warmly, making me tear up again. “Take her hand and drink the blood.” At her instruction, I found myself helpless reaching out for the other lady’s hand. She willingly put it close to my mouth and the moment the tip of my tongue tasted the blood on her wrist, I began to feel an inexplicable type of hunger.

I pulled her wrist closer to my mouth as I sucked harder on the point of supply. All so suddenly, I felt a heavy wind hit my head and before I could comprehend it all, I lost every form of consciousness. The shocked gasp from the rest of them, resounded in my head like echoes.

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THIRD PERSON’S POV

Brienne watched as he grabbed Isobel’s hand and licked the blood off of it. She truly didn’t want to compel him, but with his current state of mind, convincing him to do as she said wasn’t going to be an easy task. Moreso, they didn’t have the time to waste.

The moment he had his first taste of blood, his eyes changed to a bright golden color, and shone so brightly. Brienne knew that it worked. He was a hybrid indeed, and she just activated his vampire side. Now his wolf could emerge.

She continued watching in glee, as Logan pulled Isobel’s hand closer, draining her of more blood.

“It’s working.” Dante whispered beside her, and she nodded in happiness. What she just hadn’t expected was the next scene that took place before their very eyes.

Logan had still been fang deep into Isobel’s wrist, when a heavy wind suddenly blew him off Isobel, making him land to the floor on his back.

The shrine had immediately become filled which such heavy fog, that had Bri shocked.

“What the hell just happened?” She turned back to ask the sisters, but was more confused when she saw them looking up at something else behind her.

“This is not happening.” Dante whispered, sounding bothered. For Dante to have sounded so bothered, Bri knew that all wasn’t well at all. She turned back to see Logan unconscious and suspended in the air. The fog surrounded his body completely, making only his face visble to them.

“Goddess!” Keturah whispered in a shaky voice. “She is really here. Hecate is here!”

“And what the hell does she want with my son?!” Brienne yelled out in annoyance, heading towards Logan’s suspended body, but Isobel held her back.

“The fact you are no longer our kind, doesn’t stop you from remembering your lessons. You do not interfere with Hecate’s business.”

“But he’s my son!” Bri shot back.

“And he is favoured by the goddess!”

“So we should just sit still and watch?” Dante asked in disbelief.

“Exactly.” Carina quipped. “Wait it out.”

“But he is clearly a hybrid. You all saw it.” Bri muttered in worry. “What more could she want from him?”

“I just happened to wonder…” Isobel called their attention. “Having mixed genes from three different races makes you a tribrid, right?” At her question, they all fell silent. Bri lost her ability to breathe for the next few seconds. “Your boy is so lucky, Bri. A force to be reckoned with.”