A Second Chance With My Tribrid Alpha King

AUDREY’S POV

He held my hand as we walked through the gates of the palace, until we made our way in. I released a sigh that was as a result of pent up emotions.

“Audrey!” Layla ran up to me the moment she sighted me, little Logan running behind her. “Oh, my love.” She hugged me tightly, making my hand pull away from Logan’s hold. Soon enough, I could feel her tears on my shoulders.

“Layla?” I whispered.

“Are you fine? I can’t believe you’re back! I was worried sick about you.” She rushed out, making me slightly confused on the response to give.

“I’m fine, Layla.” I managed a small smile.

“Are you, really?” She pulled away, cupping my face and turning it to the sides, to check for any injuries. She was like a dotting mother, and it made me smile.

“Yes, I am.”

“Dante!” We heard queen Brienne call out in relief. One second, she was calling his name and the next second, she had whooshed past us in crazy speed, falling into the arms of her lover who weakily tried to steady himself.

“The Fae princess?” Layla pointed to the girl, who had her hand tightly intertwined with that of her thankful father.

“Yes.” I nodded. It was only then, did I notice an angry looking little Logan. “Oh, my world! Logan.” I called out to him, but he glared at me. “I’m sorrrryyyy.” I rushed out, going on my knees and opening my arms to him. Reluctantly, he waltzed into my open arms and I embraced him tightly.

“You were going to leave?” He choked into sobs. Oh goddess! I may have been extremely exhausted, but not too exhausted to pacify him.

“Not at all.” I rushed out. “Not at all. I wouldn’t leave you behind now, would I?” I reasoned, patting his back softly.

“Has he eaten?” I mouthed to Layla, who had a little difficulty understanding what I was trying to say. After some seconds, she shook her head in negation.

“It’s already time for dinner.” She announced. “Why don’t we all eat together?”

“Hmmm…. I would have really loved to join you all, but I really need to rest.” I gave a look of plea.

“Of course, you should.” Logan said behind me and I stood to their level, with little Logan still in my arms.

“Sweetie, you have to eat now.” I whispered to him, but he stiffly shook his head, his small arms clasping themselves around my neck much tightly.

“Logan, get down now!” Layla yelled out, lacking so much patience. “Your Auntie needs to rest.”

“I can rest with her.” He cried out, making some of the officials laugh.

“Baby, don’t you wanna eat?” I asked him, and he shamefully nodded his head ‘yes’. It was so clear he was very hungry, but torn between leaving my side, and eating.

‘You should call only me, ‘baby’!’. Logan’s jealous voice rang through our mindlink.

‘Seriously?! He’s just a kid, my love’.

‘Whatever’. He visibly rolled his eyes, making me smile.

“Logan!!!” Queen Brienne suddenly screamed in horror, and we all turned to know what was happening. There, was Dante on the floor, sweating so profusely. What was happening?!

“Mother, what is going on?” He asked, rushing towards them. The other officials gave way for me to pass through, with little Logan still in my arms.

I watched as Ryan stepped forward and got busy removing Dante’s shirt from his body. The sight we all saw, made goosebumps appear all over my body. Reflexly, I shielded little Logan’s face from seeing such a dastardly sight. Dante’s body looked like something that was inflamed and rotting, from his neck, down to his stomach area. I could see that it had spread to his back as well. What was this? What did they do to him?!

“Ahhh!….” Queen Brienne hit her chest so violently, and Layla had to go hold her. “What have they done to him?!” She cried out.

“Mother, calm down.” Layla tried to pacify her, hugging her fiercely.

“Brienne.” King Xavier stepped forward, and pulled the fitful woman away from Layla’s enbrace, and into his own arms.

“Xaviiieeer…” She sobbed, holding onto him.

“Shhh….” He whispered to her. “He is going to be just fine.” He assured, pulling her away from Dante’s partly unconscious body. What was really happening?

“He was bitten by one of the rogue werewolves.” Ryan informed. “A werewolf bite is very lethal to vampires.” He further explain.

“So what are we going to do now?” I asked, trying to beat down my obvious fear. We couldn’t go through all we did today, only for Dante to die in our arms. Queen Brienne looked like she could go crazy, if anything happened to him.

“There is no cause for alarm.” Ryan said, making me somewhat calm. That meant there was a solution then. “A sip of blood from me or King Logan, and he would be just fine.”Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Immediately, Logan bent and pulled out a knife from his boots. “We shouldn’t waste a second, then.” He reasoned.

Pulling the knife out of its covering, he slit the middle of his palm, and bent to pour the blood into Dante’s mouth.

After Dante had been fed a mouthful of blood from Logan, Ryan carried him and sped off.

“He needs to rest.” Logan explained to the rest. “Mother, you can go be with him. I guess Ryan just took him up to your room.” He said to queen Brienne, who nodded stiffly and pulled away from king Xavier’s hold. All through the while, I hadn’t really noticed Emily, until now. Her gaze had been on king Xavier and queen Brienne the whole time, and it was far from being subtle. If I didn’t know better, I’d think Emily was jealous. I guess I didn’t know better.

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We had been forced to stay back for dinner with the rest of the officials, which was honestly more like a meeting. I revealed to them what Sebastian had said about coming to kill Logan in three weeks time. Everyone was more than convinced that was when the war was going to begin.

“We need to increase the hands at the armory. The war is here already.” The vampire king said, and we all nodded in agreement. This was still like a dream to me. We were going to war against the rogues!

“But what do we do? The Flaming Wolf is yet emerge.” Liam sighed.

“We will prepare for the war ahead, regardless.” Isobel said. “I have never had a vision that didn’t come to pass. More still, our Chief custodian; your king, saw it too. We shouldn’t lose hope.”

“Three weeks is enough for the Flaming Wolf to come forth.” King Xavier reasoned, and we nodded in agreement.

I knew that in as much as we all tried to be open minded about the emergence of the Flaming Wolf, we were all really worried. With the Flaming Wolf, this war would be won so easily.

“We should continue this meeting tomorrow.” Logan suddenly said, making everyone go silent. He looked around and released a small smile. “My mate needs to rest.” He added, and some hums of approval were heard. “Thank you all, for being considerate. I also know the event of the day must have taken quite a toll on all of us. Please, let’s all endeavor to rest well today, after which we would reassemble at the council room tomorrow, to have further discussions.”

“That sounds fine.” Ryan nodded, and the others joined in agreement.

“Alright then.” Logan stood up, pulling me up with him. “Have a good night’s rest everyone.”

Just before we walked out, I locked eyes with Ares, but pulled away as quickly as possible. He had accompanied us to the territory’s boundary today, and also bent the knee in allegiance. All I could hope, was that he forgot about having any kind of romantic involvement with me. I really liked him as a friend, and would be thankful if we didn’t have to lose our friendship because of this.

Logan and I made our way through the staircase, and just when I turned towards the hallway leading to my room, he pulled me back.

“Where are you going?” He asked, making me confused.

“My room?” I replied unsure.

“Hmph…” He released a sigh. “I hope you don’t feel like I am rushing things, but I’d prefer if we stayed together from now on….” He trailed off, looking unsure.

“Logan…” A tired smile made its way to my face. “We have marked each other, incase you still haven’t noticed my mark sitting pretty on your neck. I don’t think there is any kind of speed in our relationship, that is too much. We have spent so much time apart already.”

“Are you sure?”

“Absolutely.” I nodded in certainty. “Let’s go to your chambers.”

“OUR chambers.” He corrected, making my smile widen.

“Our chambers.” I nodded, as we made our way there.

The moment we stepped in and shut the door behind us, Logan pulled me into his embrace, sniffing my neck as he did.

“I should bath.” I muttered. “I can still smell him on me.” I felt really irritated. Immediately, Logan pulled away from me, and looked into my eyes.

“I had believed you, when you said Sebastian assaulted you….” He began, making my heartbeat accelerate. What did he want to say? “But hearing him openly attest to the fact that he really did force himself on you, made me feel several bad emotions at the same time.”

“Logan….”

“I really do not deserve you….”

“No no no!!” I rushed out, covering the space between us and kissing him deeply. “I am the one, who doesn’t deserve you.” I sighed against his lips. “It’s me.” I repeated, rubbing the tip of our noses as I did.

I felt him pull my lips into his again, and kissed me slowly. It felt like he was trying to communicate his emotions through the kiss, and I understood him perfectly.

“Am I crazy for being so tired, yet wanting you to make love to me?” I asked, feeling embarrassed.

“Then we are both crazy, my love.” He smiled, dropping a chaste kiss on my lips. “But we should have a bathe first. I noticed how uncomfortable you are. Come, let me wash you.” He said, and before I could tell his next move, he had carried me into his arms, bridal style, and made his way to the bathroom.

When we got in, he took his time taking my clothes off me, and I reciprocated his gesture. Once we were naked, we stepped into the tub which was filled with warm water. He laid on his back, pulling me to settle in between his thighs, my back resting on his chest.

We had come to bathe, but instead, we just laid there in silence, just enjoying the sound each other’s breathing.

After a while, he stretched his hand to the smaller sink beside the bathtub, and picked up his shampoo.

“Do you mind using my shampoo to wash your hair?” He muttered, and I shook my head in negation.

“I particularly love how every part of you smells. I would be happy to smell like you for the rest of the day.”

“Hmmm….” He dropped a kiss at the back of my ear. Soon, I felt him pour some shampoo onto his hands, and began to gently massage my scalp.

“Feels so good.” I moaned in satisfaction.

“We could do this everyday.” He replied, and I smiled. Of course, we would.

After some minutes, he rinsed my hair with water from the bathtub, and I tried to turn.

“Why?” He calmly asked.

“I want to wash your hair too.” I explained.

I repositioned myself in a way that I was straddling him. Taking the shampoo from his hand, I spluttered some of it’s content onto his his hair and began massaging, just the way he did to me. Of course, my breast jiggled against his face as I moved my hands, and I smiled to myself when I noticed he was trying to restrain himself from taking my nipple in his mouth.

Nonetheless, I took my sweet time washing his hair and when I was done, I returned to my initial position in between his thighs. The moment I relaxed into him, I felt his hardness poking against my back.

“Let me bath you.” It was a statement, but it sounded like a request, so I nodded in agreement. I felt his hand move behind me and after a while, I felt a soft sponge on my neck. Exhaling deeply and relaxing more, I let him washing my neck and my arms thoroughly. Soon enough he touched my breasts, and took his sweet time massaging them and rubbing against my nipples.

I loved the feeling it brought within me, and I could feel the tingly sensation in between my thighs.

When he was done being attentive to my breasts, his hand went down to my core, and I released a wanton sigh.

“I need to wash you very clean.” He whispered in my ears, and I nodded in agreement. Immediately he slid his middle finger inside my pussy, I released a low moan. He started pumping in and out of me, and my breathing became more shallow.

“Just a little more and I should have washed off all the dirt.” He whispered, and all I could do was nod. I wanted him to take his precious time. Soon, I felt the pad of his thumb gently pressing against my clitoris, making the pleasure even more intense.

“Oh, goddess.” I sighed, stretching my hand behind, to caress his face. As soon as my hand touched his lips, he held it with his other hand, and took one of my fingers into his mouth. As he fingered me, so did he sucked on my finger.

“Logaaaannn…” I moaned out, arching my back in pleasure, as he brought me to the brink of ecstasy. Afterwards, I fell back onto his chest, heaving tiredly. I really wanted to sleep, but thinking about his hardness, only made me want to stay awake much longer.

Before he could comprehend my next action, I wiggled down his body, and turned to him. Now, I was face to face with his hard cock. It was weird how I just realized I had never done what I was about doing to him.

“Audrey.” He called out, the moment I held his cock in my hand.

“Look at me.” I whispered, and he bent his head, locking eyes with mine as I took his cock into my mouth.

“Fuck…” He whispered, his eyes getting hazier, and I tried to steadily bob my head up and down his big shaft. I could barely fit my mouth around it, but I was trying my best nonetheless. All the while, I tried to keep our eyes locked together. I watched in satisfaction as he licked his lips, trying to hold back his moan.

Soon enough, he grabbed a fist full of my hair, trying his hardest to not fuck my mouth. I didn’t know if I would be able to handle that, and I’m sure he was quite aware.

“Please come onto me already.” He sighed, pulling his cock out of my mouth. “Sit on it.” He said, carrying me onto his thighs. “Sit on it.” He repeated, and I nodded obediently. He lifted my weight and I positioned my pussy directly over his cock, slowly letting it slid into me.

“Mine!!” He growled, as he began thrusting relentlessly into me, from beneath.

It was safe to say, that I barely got any sleep that night, and I definitely wasn’t complaining.