A Second Chance With My Tribrid Alpha King

3 YEARS LATER.

LOGAN’S POV

The chaos, the darkness, the screams of battle, and…. it all went still. I looked around to find myself in a dark room. Suddenly, a spotlight fell on the left wall, and I turned to see Isobel, tied to the wall. Her naked body had been bathe in blood, and her nostrils were heavily bleeding as well. I tried to look into her eyes but all I saw were hollow sockets, with no eye balls.

“Isobel!!” I yelled out in horror.

“Logan! It’s coming, it’s coming, it’s coming….” She kept repeating. Each time she said it, her face seemed to be drawing closer to mine. Just when she was completely in my face, she yelled out her last words.”It’s here, and there is no avoiding it!!” With that, I woke up from my sleep. Fucking hell.

“Are you okay?” I turned beside me to see a naked Heather in bed with me. I was shocked. The events of the previous night flooded my senses, and I realized we did it after all. Fuck! I didn’t want to do this with her. She was different.

“Are you fine?” She asked again, caressing my cheeks in worry.

“Heather, I’m… I’m fine. Just a terrible dream.”

“Ohh….” She sighed. “Thought as much.”Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

“Uhhmmm…” I scratched my brows. “Heather, did we…..” I swallowed hard. “Did we….”

“Logan, we did.” She muttered, Looking at me in the eye. Fuck.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.” I rushed out.

“Shhhh…” She smiled. “It’s totally fine, Logan. It was the best night of my life.” She whispered shyly.

“I…. it was?” I asked unsure, and she nodded in assurance.

“Didn’t you…. like it?” She asked, looking bothered.

“Oh, Heather! I definitely did.” I face palmed myself. Even though I couldn’t properly recall the details of the previous night, the thought of having her so intimate with me, was satisfying. “It’s just… I… I… I really like you Heather. A lot. You’ve been a great friend to me these last couple of years. I fear this might complicate things, and ruin our…”

“It ruins nothing!” She rushed out. “I totally like you too, Logan.” She inched closer and placed her palms on my naked chest. “Last night was amazing, and I want to do it again, and again, and again….” She was still talking when I shut her up with a kiss. “Hmmm…” She moaned into my mouth, before breaking off the kiss. “So…?”

“So, would you be my girlfriend?” I asked, and she released a gasp, her ocean blue eyes dancing in excitement.

“For real?” She whispered.

“For real.” I answered, playing with some strands of her blonde hair. “You’re special to me, and I don’t want to just….. have sex and be done. You deserve more, Heather.”

“Logan…” She sighed, tears clouding her eyes. “I love you.” She fell onto my chest, and I caressed her naked back. Her skin was so smooth, almost as if she didn’t fight with the pack’s army.

“You haven’t told me your answer to my question.”

“You haven’t told me you love me back.” She shot back.

“But you know I do.” I chuckled.

“Take your time.” She pulled away and smiled at me. “I know you love me, but with time, you’d learn to be vocal about it.” I nodded in appreciation. “And yes, I’ll be your girlfriend.” She giggled in excitement, making me smile. “It’s still quite early. I should get going now, before someone sees me leaving your chambers.”

“But why? Aren’t you my girlfriend now?”

“They shouldn’t know we are fucking first.” She giggled, and hopped down the bed.

My eyes followed her perfect naked body, and I watched as she dressed up, a small smile on my face. Goddess!! I had a girlfriend! I freaking had a girlfriend!! After 5 years of not finding my second chance mate, I had finally taken the bold step of starting something great with my friend.

Heather had joined the royal army two years ago, and since then, we’ve been great friends. I hosted a pre-birthday ball yesterday, in honour of my father. Somehow, I had gotten so drunk that I ended up in bed with Heather.

I had never planned to be that way with her, because I truly appreciated her gift of friendship. But now it had come to this, I had to make things right. I was going to make this work with her. Hopefully, the moon goddess doesn’t bother to send me my second chsnce mate anymore. I was going to marry Heather, and make her my Luna. She was deserving of such position, and could as well handle the responsibilities that came with it.

She walked up to me and placed a quick kiss on my lips, interrupting my thoughts. I looked down to see that she was completely dressed.

“See you later in the day, dear boyfriend.” She winked, making me chuckle.

As soon as she walked out of my room, the dreadful feeling from my dream hit me hard. That was no ordinary dream. Something was happening, and I had to be in the ‘know’ of it all. Isobel wasn’t alright, and I had to go see her. I hopped down from bed, and rushed into my bathroom. After a quick shower, I stepped out and was still putting on my shirt when the door was pushed open. Who the hell…?

“Uncle!!” Little Logan rushed in, giggling so hard. Instantly, my scowl disappeared.

“Heyyyy… come here boy!” I opened my arms, and he jumped in.

“Oh, goddess!!” I released a fake whimper and fell to the ground, carefully protecting his head from hitting the ground.

“What is it, uncle?” He blinked his little eyes in worry.

“I just fell. My little Logan keeps growing so big, as the day goes by. Now, I can’t even properly carry him. He’s becoming bigger than I am. Ahhh!!” That was when he probably caught onto my lies, and started giggling. I stood from the floor and ruffled his cute curls.

“Really?” I looked up to see Layla standing by the door, with Brienne in her arms. Brienne broke into a babyish smile when she saw me, and I danced before her gleefully, making her giggle non stop. “Logan, I guess you barged into your uncle’s room without knocking. What did I teach you about that?!” She glared at poor boy, who pouted in remorse.

“Sorry mama.” He whispered. “Sorry uncle Logan.”

“It’s fine buddy!!” I raised him into my arms playfully, restoring the initial atmosphere.

“Hmmmm….” She muttered, giving me a look I couldn’t really explain. “Heather.” Fuck. Her scent still lingered. “Interesting!” She glared at me.

‘Not now, Layla’. I said through our mindlink. ‘The kids’.

‘Ohh? The kids? What if Logan had run in when she was still here? I can’t believe you slept with her!!’

‘Well, she’s my girlfriend now’.

‘She’s your what…?!’

‘Layla, could we do this later? I need to be at the witches court as soon as possible’.

‘Are you fucking kidding me? You fuck your friend, then decide to date her? To make yourself feel better? She is not your mate!!’

‘Bite me, Layla!! I haven’t found a second mate after 5 years. What would you have me do?! I’m a king! I need an heir! I want a fresh start with Heather. Don’t I deserve that much?’

“I’m sorry.” She spoke out, making Logan eye her in confusion.

“What did mama do wrong?” He asked.

“Nothing serious, boy! She only scolded uncle.”

“Why did she scold you?” He asked again.

“Enough, Logan.” She rolled her eyes in exasperation. “Go meet your daddy at grandpa’s study. You should wish grandpa a happy birthday too.” At the mention of that, he grinned widely. “It’s grandpa’s birthdayyyyy!!” He joyfully ran out, definitely making his way to my father’s study. Layla and I both looked at each other in silence, while she burped a restless Brienne on her hip.

“Here, let me help with her.” I stretched out my hands to baby Brienne, and she immediately reached out to me. A smile made its way to Layla’s face.

“They love you so much.” She sighed. “You’re so good with them.”

“I love them too.” I muttered, softly patting Brienne on the back.

“You would definitely be good with yours.” She looked up at me pointedly. “I understand you, Logan. And…. I would support you.”

“That’s just all I really wanted to hear. Thank you.”

“But what if your second chance mate shows up? What’s gonna happen?” Her question brought a certain kind of fear to my heart. I didn’t know why, but it felt as if my second chance mate would appear soon.

“I don’t know, Layla. I wouldn’t even lie, and pretend to have an idea on what to do.”

“Alright then. I figure we would cross the bridge when we get there?” She smiled, and I released a sigh.

“Definitely.” I nodded.

“So why do you need to be at the witches court today? It’s father’s birthday! He is turning 50, and it’s a big deal.”

“It definitely is. But I have to see Isobel. I had a very unusual dream. I think the moon goddess and Hecate are trying to give me the sign of an impending danger.”

“What do you mean?” She squinted her eyes in worry.

“I can’t say for sure, until I see Isobel. She had appeared in my dream with a message, but it just wasn’t clear enough.”

“Sounds serious.” Layla whispered, looking lost in thoughts. “Stop that, Brienne!” Layla yelled in chastisement, and I looked at the little bundle of mischief in my arms. She was sucking on my shoulder length locs. I had decided to start keeping a longer length of hair, after the power surge festival last year. Isla insisted I looked better in it. Brienne giggled and quickly let go of my hair.

“Grating on my nerves every single time.” Layla mumbled.

“It is serious.” I went back to our discussion. “But like you said, today is a vey important day for father.”

“So what is gonna happen?”

“I would try summoning her from mom’s shrine.”

“Sounds like a better idea. Do you think she’s going to attend father’s birthday party?”

“Isobel has never really seemed like the type who had a great rapport with fa…”

“Not Isobel, silly! I mean, mom.”

“Oh.” My mouth took the shape of an ‘o’. “I don’t know. Maybe she will. They have been good with each other, not so?” Through the years, our mother had worked hard to become a significant part of our lives, regardless of the distance. Layla had even named Brienne after her.

She always tried to visit atleast, twice a year. She and father seemed to have gotten past the complexity of their relationship, and were very cool with each other. Same way Layla and I were cool with calling someone that young, ‘mother’. Sometimes, I still caught father staring at her longingly, but that was all it could ever be between them. Mom had a beloved now. I felt sad for my father sometimes. He didn’t really experience the kind of love he deserved. He never found his true mate, and it made me wonder why the moon goddess was so cruel to him.