A Second Chance With My Tribrid Alpha King

THIRD PERSON’S POV

The tall beautiful lady walked through the cleared path along the bush, her huge companion following behind. The little part of their extremely pale skin that was exposed from their large cloaks, glowed under the sun as they walked passed the boundary of the coldmoon pack.

The moment they stepped into the new territory, Brienne smiled to herself and took off her hoodie. Her pale face glistened under the sun, and she let out a groan of satisfaction. They were finally here, after weeks of investigating from pack to pack. They were finally in the pack of the traitor.

Dante walked up to her side from behind, and took her hand in his.

“We are finally here, beloved.” He raised her hand to his lips and kissed them, as she looked at him with so much warm emotions dancing around her eyes. She had never thought it possible to fall as hopelessly as she had fallen for Dante, but it had happened. She had been so hurt for years, wandering from place to place, until he found her and showed her how wonderful the life of a vampire could be. She guessed the thing she loved the most about it all, was the ability for her to feel these wonderful emotions much more magnified.

“Thank you, Dante.” She whispered. “Thank you for holding my hand through it all. I know all these may be hard for you, but I am grateful you understand the reason I have to.”

“You are my beloved, Bri. I would do anything to restore your peace.” He sighed, bending to place a chaste kiss on her forehead. “My only fear is that you’re going to see him again. After so many years.”

“Oh, Dante.” She released a low sigh, rubbing his cheek with the back of her fingers. “I promise, you have nothing to be worried about. I am yours now. Moreover, we are not in his pack yet.”

“But we are still in his territory. This is his kingdom.” He muttered, worry etched onto his handsome face.

“We would be fine.” She softly patted his cheek, a small smile on her face. “Come on.” She pulled him, and they walked further into Alpha Ryan’s pack. She had so much to discuss with him. Within minutes, they had gotten to the entrance of Alpha Ryan’s castle. Another reason why Bri loved being a vampire, was the insane speed!

“Not bad.” Dante gave a slight shrug as he looked over the proudly standing castle.

“Trust me, it used to look better 21 years ago.” Bri chuckled. They walked towards the castle gate, and were stopped by the guard on duty, as expected.

“Who are you, and what brings you here?”

“We are visitors from far away.” Bri replied, a smile on her face.

“That is a very vague reply, I’m afraid.” The guard said.

“They are glowing under the sun.” The other guard whispered to the one who conversed with them, but Brienne and Dante clearly heard him. Another perk of vampirism.

“Oh, goddess!” The guard muttered. “Fuck.” He was just about rushing towards the emergency bell, when Dante sped towards him and hit behind his head. Slowly, he fell unconscious and dropped to the ground. The other guard stared at them with wide eyes, unable to make a single movement. Brienne walked up to him and gave a small smile.

“Don’t worry, your buddy would live through it. And we do not want to hurt you or anyone else.”

“Then what the fuck do you want?”

“Just a civil conversation with your Alpha. I promise, he knows me.” When he wasn’t responding, Brienne knew something was off.

“Why isn’t he saying anything?” Dante asked, looking suspiciously at the guard who seemed to be in a trance.

“Because he is trying to mindlink the rest of the guards.” She released a sigh of frustration. “I warned you.” She whispered to the guard, before Dante hit his head from behind.

“Are you sure he hasn’t communicated with them already?” Dante asked cautiously.

“He most likely has.” She muttered. “Our best bet is to find Ryan, before the rest of the guards find us. I really do not want us to hurt anymore wolves.”

“Fine then.” Dante nodded, a serious expression on his face. “What direction do you suggest we go?”

“If I remember clearly, the Alpha’s wing is the south. That is the south.” She pointed at the wing much closer to them.

“Why would the Alpha choose to stay in a wing that is closest to the castle gate? That puts him in potential danger.” Dante reasoned.

“Dearly beloved, welcome to the coldmoon pack.” She grinned, and they sped off. They ran past a group of soldiers, and no one had to tell them that the soldiers had come for them.

They breezed in through the wide entrance of the south wing, heading up through the staircase. When they got to the top of the staircase, they stopped, scaring the a maid who hading been walking down. Immediately, the tray she was holding fell off her hands, and she let out an ear piercing scream.

“Seriously?!” Brienne yelled out in part frustration. “Y’all don’t know how to defend yourselves? So much for being a member of the coldmoon…”

“She is an omega.” A voice interrupted, and she looked up to see a huge man. He looked very young though. Not more than 26. “She is very smart for not trying to fight against you, knowing she would lose ultimately.”

“We want to see your Alpha.” Dante requested, clearly not in the mood for a chitchat with the man. Just then, the maid croaked out and Bri watched as her lips quivered. She had something to say, but it seems the huge man beat her to it.

“Bold of you vampires to break into my pack and make requests!” He growled, hitting the railings of the staircase in anger.

Ohhh?! That was him.

“You’re Ryan?” Dante asked fearlessly, and the maid nodded in agreement. “We would love to…” Dante was still speaking when some guards marched in, assembling themselves at the end of the staircase.

“I remember carrying you as a baby.” Bri said, looking at Ryan in the eyes. He frowned a little at her statement. “You used to be so tiny.” She chuckled.

“Who are you?” He barked, clearly not liking the direction she was going.

“We expected a lot more hospitality from your guards, seeing as their Alpha partly shares the same genes as us.”

“That isn’t an answer to my question.” He muttered

“I am Brienne. Formally known as Brienne Ivana Fell. We need to talk.” At her revelation, his eyes widened in shock. It was so clear the soldiers below had heard her too, because the entire place fell silent. Good. That was more like it now. “My son is in danger, and I need your help.”

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It was already late in the evening when they arrived the palace, and Brienne was suddenly feeling scared.

“Hey.” Dante whispered to her. “You would be fine. Everything would be just fine.”

“No.” She shook her head. “I haven’t seen hin since he was only a child. And his sister. I feel horrible.”

“You have felt horrible for the last 21 years of your life. It’s time for you to dispel that feeling. These past weeks, you have put your life on the line continuously, just to ensure that they are safe. You may have been absent, but you’re far from being a horrible mother.”

“You sound so sure.” She whispered, and he nodded in assurance.

“I definitely am. Now take my hands, and let us make our way in. You don’t want to waste Ryan’s efforts at ensuring we have an easy entrance into the palace.” She nodded in agreement and took his hand. They both walked in through the palace gates, and headed towards the familiar path that led to her shrine. If their plans worked just as they had imagined, she would be able to see her children without any suspicions.

Brienne and Dante safely made it to the shrine, without encountering any soldiers who felt they seemed suspicious.

Thankfully, it was quite dark and no one paid an extra attention to them. She took her time looking at the shrine, strangely feeling connected to it, even after so many years.

Just as they stepped into the shrine, the entire place got covered in a thick fog.

“What’s happening?” Dante whispered to her.

“We have guests.” She replied.

“You fit into that description better.” The fog slowly cleared out, revealing three familiar faces. Bri felt hot tears sting her eyes, the moment she looked at them. It had been so long. “You’re the guest here.” Carina continued.

“Carina, Isobel, Keturah.” She called them. “Sisters.” She added, managing a sad smile and fighting the urge to run over and hug them. They did look a lot older than the last time she saw them.

“You lost the right to call us that, years ago.” Keturah said, and Bri felt her heart breaking.

“Really? Even after so many years?” She asked, tears clogging her eyes as her emotions went over the top. The bad sides of vampirism. Their ability to feel emotions more deeply, didn’t exclude the sad ones. “Fine then!” She nodded, aggressively cleaning away her tears with the back of her palm.

“By the way, you look just like you were years back. More importantly, you feel dead. And so does your companion.” Carina muttered, looking a bit confused.

“We are indeed, dead.” Brienne answered truthfully, and there was a cold moment of silence. Not exactly the shock and confusion she expected to receive from them. “What brings you to my shrine? I am very sure this isn’t the first visit you have made since I left.”

“You do not have a right to this shrine any…” Keturah was still speaking when Bri angrily cut her off.

“Don’t you dare get mistaken, Keturah. I may have left, but this shrine and every power it contains, is mine! I may not be able to control the powers it inhabits anymore, but it doesn’t change the fact that it is mine!” Bri breathed roughly, and Dante gently rubbed her arms in support. “And since you feel I’m no longer qualified to be a part of the sisterhood, why didn’t you abandon my shrine as well?” She asked, but the women gave no response. “Oh?” She chuckled in disbelief. “I guess it was of so much great value to be abandoned.”

“That isn’t the case.” Isobel finally spoke out. “You’re actually not wrong when you say your shrine is of great value. But then, we didn’t keep watch over it for our own selfish reasons.”

“Then why did you….?”

“It’s Hecate.”

“What are you talking about?” Brienne asked, her forehead creasing into lines. They all knew who Hecate was, and it was a surprise that she was being brought up in a matter pertaining Bri’s shrine.

“She may have inhabited your shrine.”

“What?! That’s im….”

“It is very possible, Brienne.” Keturah cut her off. “Moreover, the goddess; Hecate, only dwells in places with extreme power and purity.”

“And my shrine fits perfectly?”

“Most certainly.” Isobel nodded. “We think she may have taken some form of interest in your son.”

“What are you even talking about?” Brienne threw her hands up in exasperation.

“He may be the next chief custodian. Moreover, he is yet to shift into his wolf form, even when his peers all have. We strongly believe he is a wizard.”

“Did goddess Hecate also tell you all these?” Brienne shook her head in disbelief.This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.

“Isobel saw it in a vision.” Keturah sighed. “Your boy….. he played with magic so effortlessly.”

“Doesn’t it all add up to you?” Isobel asked Brienne, wearing a concerned look. “He is yet to shift into his wolf form, because he doesn’t have one.”

“That is not true!” Brienne shot back. “He is yet to shift into his wolf form because he is a hybrid! Just like Ryan of the cold moon pack.” She disclosed, and they all shared glances at one another in apparent confusion. “And I came back to ensure he makes his shift before the coronation. He is in danger, and I need to make sure he would be able to protect himself.”

“But h.. how?” Isobel stuttered in confusion.

“Doesn’t my current form say it all?” Brienne asked. “I am a vampire now.”

“After you disappeared years ago.”

“No.” Bri shook her head in disagreement. “Just before I disappeared. Actually, when I was still pregnant with my children.”

“How is that even possible?”

“It’s all a long story, and I promise to share at a good time. But right now, I need your help.” She sighed, eyeing the women one after the other. “I may not be part of the sisterhood anymore, and unfit to ask favours, but I would be most grateful if you help me for old time’s sake.”

The three women shared a look amongst themselves, before looking back at Brienne.

“What do you want us to do?” They asked, eliciting a smile of appreciation from Brienne.