A Second Chance With My Tribrid Alpha King

AUDREY’S POV

“I should clean these off my face.” I said to Layla, who stiffly nodded. Just as I stood up, I found myself being pulled down.

“I’m sorry I vomited on you, it wasn’t intentional.”

“Sure.” I nodded, a smile making its way to my face. “It sure did make me feel like the trash I was, for a split moment.”

“Goddess!” She groaned in frustration. “Go wash your face already.”

“I would prefer a bath.” I muttered.

“Actually, it was time for dinner and that was why I came to get you. Father insisted we all have dinner together tonight. It’s a good thing Logan made it back in time.”

“Okay.” I nodded. “I would just go wash my face. After dinner, I would bath.” I started walking towards the bathroom, but her words stopped me in my track.

“And….. I’m pregnant.”

Oh wow. I remained in my spot, at loss on how to react to such a great information.

“Audrey, I said I’m pregnant.” She repeated.

“Yeah!” I turned back to her immediately. “Hurrahhh!!”

“What’s that?” She laughed.

“Sorry, I meant, congratulations!! Yayyyy!!” I giggled.

“Is this the first time you’re seeing a pregnant woman?” She chuckled lightly, looking amused.

“No. But this is definitely the first time an expectant mother is telling me that she is pregnant.” I shrugged. “So forgive me, if I didn’t really react the way I was supposed to. I just didn’t see it coming.”

“Yeah, it’s fine. I also didn’t see it coming as well.” She chuckled. “Though, Liam and I have been having a lot of seeexxxx!!!” She groaned, as if reveling in the pleasure over and over again.

“Ewww…” I wrinkled my nose, and she laughed more heartily.

“Go wash your face already! You don’t wanna know what you look like.” At her words, I rushed into the bathroom to wash her puke off my face, seriously doing all it took to ensure I didn’t puke as well. When I was done, I stepped out of the bathroom and Layla stood up.

“Let’s go!” She seemed really excited.

“What has you so gingered up?” I couldn’t help but ask.

“Well,” She halted her steps and looked at me. “Ever since my mother showed up at the coronation and then disappeared, father hasn’t really….”

“Oh!” I sighed in realization. “I totally understand.” I nodded. The coronation drama did affect a handful of us.

“Let’s go already!” She smiled and took my hand in hers.

“Layla.” I pulled her back and embraced her before I could think it through. “I’m so happy for you. A baby is on its wayyyy!!” I giggled and she grinned in return.

“Awwwnn…” She gushed. “Come on, let’s go.” She pulled me along with her, and we made our way to the dinning room.

The moment we stepped in and I saw Logan, I released a low gasp. He was here indeed. I tried to maintain an eye contact with him, but he was quick to look away. What scared me the most was the fact that when I first locked eyes with him, all I could feel was coldness. There wasn’t a single trace of the warmth I used to see in there. He felt like a totally different person. Actually, he was a totally different person.

I looked beside me to see Layla intently staring at someone. I followed her gaze and it landed on…. her mother? She was here? Had Logan been with her all the while?

“You both, have a seat already. Dinner’s getting cold.” The king called out to us. Well technically, he was the former king now. Layla and I took the empty seats beside the king, and the maids stepped forward to serve dinner.

It was only after my fourth spoon of food, did I notice the other man whom had been with Queen Brienne at the coronation. Who was he?

15 minutes gone, and I had come to the conclusion that this was the most awkward dinner we’ve had. The king and Layla had their eyes fixed on Queen Brienne the whole time. I could feel Logan’s eyes follow my every move, and Liam continued exchanging weird looks with Beta Justin.

“This was a really nice meal.” I muttered. “Thank you.” I directed that at Logan’s father.

“Always welcomed, your majesty.” He teased, making me giggle. I turned to Layla for a short hug, before excusing myself and heading back to my room.

As soon as I shut the door behind me, I released a long sigh. My heart was beating so fast and I knew it was as a result of having his eyes on me all night. If it were a different situation, I would have been absolutely flattered. But right now, I was far from being flattered. I was frightened.

I paced around the room, wondering if he was going to join me in our chambers tonight. I really needed to have that one conversation with him, and know what my fate was.

I sat on the bed, waiting for him to show up. Minutes turned into an hour, which later became two hours. Just when I was about to shut my eyes in slumber, the door creaked open and he walked in. It was as if my heart fell out of my chest. I found myself standing up from the bed and looking at him, at loss of what to do. I cursed myself internally for acting so confused, but you wouldn’t really blame me.

I stood in silence as he spared me a quick glance, before walking further into the room and taking off his clothes one after the other. When he had stripped to his boxers, I took slow steps towards him.

“Welcome home.” I muttered. A small frown appeared on his face, marring his handsome features. Then he looked up at me and released a scoff. “Please can we talk?” I asked. “I know I do not have the right to make any demands, but I really want a chance to explain what you saw the other day.”

“I know what I saw.” He muttered, looking bored. He started making his way into the bathroom, when I said it.

“It wasn’t consensual.” I rushed out. Seeing as he halted his steps, I took it as my cue to continue speaking, regardless of how much it hurt me to talk about it. “I was coming to tell you everything… I really wanted to tell you about it all, but….” I released a low sigh. “I guess I was late. On my way to you, I ran into him. I.. I… I thought he just wanted to talk!” I rushed out, sweat filling my palms. “I didn’t know he had the plans of….. of raping me.” I took a deep breath, trying to keep those annoying tears at bay. “I don’t know how, but he overpowered me. I never wanted to…..” I paused, trying so hard to not burst out crying. “I told him I chose you. And that…. I love you.” I hated the fact that I could have explained all these in a better way, but here I was, doing a horrible job of it.

All the while, he still had his back turned to me, not making any efforts to look at my face. Overwhelmed by a lot of emotions, I rushed towards him and held onto his waist, hugging him from behind. We stayed that way for sometime, before he pulled away and walked into the bathroom. I was hurt by his reaction, and his silence was killing. It would have felt better if he just yelled at me in anger.

I walked back to the bed in defeat, consoling myself with the fact that seeking his forgiveness was going to take a lot of time.

I had in mind to stay up and have my bath after he was out of the bathroom, but I didn’t realize when I fell deeply asleep.

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“Heyyyyy…” I opened my eyes to see Layla on my bed.

“Is this your new job description? Waking me up almost every morning?”

“Not really.” She sighed, looking kind of sad. I wondered why.

“What’s wrong?” I muttered, also scared it was bad news for me.

“Logan just finished his meeting with my father and Beta Justin.” She started. “The execution is tomorrow.”

I felt my blood run cold, the moment I heard her say that. For her to specifically use the word ‘execution’, it only meant one thing. Their punishment had been decided.

“Oh, goddess….” I tried to sound strong, but my voice came out really terribly. “All of them?” I asked in a low octave, finding it really difficult to breathe.

“A few of them.” She sighed, holding my hands in support. “The queen, your parents, Lord Hartley, and a few others. The others would be stripped off any honourable titles they bear, and banished from the kingdom.”

I let my head hang low, as silent tears made their way down my cheeks.

“Thank you for letting me know.” I muttered.

“I’m so sorry, love.” Layla whispered. “Would you like your space?” I had never been so thankful to someone, for knowing just the exact thing I needed.

“Yes, please.” I nodded, sniffing some nasal fluid back in.

“Alright.” She sighed, before standing up and walking out of the door. Little did I know, that was the last conversation I was going to be having with Layla for years.

I stayed put in bed, not really sure of how long I cried for. A lot of regrets plagued me. If only I had rejected the offer of the queen to support Sebastian in the rebellion, then my parents would probably not have had a reason to get mixed in it all. Yes, I knew they weren’t completely innocent, but….. they were still my parents. I thought back to that time when I was little, and had accompanied my them on a hunt for the first time. I had mistakenly tripped on a fallen tree branch, and ended up falling head on, against a large stone.

I sustained an injury on my head, and it had bled so badly. My mother had been a bit more sympathetic than my father, who just glared at me and asked me to be smart. ‘Suck it up. Clumsy people are weak people. You shouldn’t be weak!’ His words made me cry, but it also made me tougher. All they ever really wanted was to build an insanely great family. I guess we were just too ambitious.

Andrew was most certainly going to hate me now. I was the reason our parents were going to die, and here I was, alive and well. I should have listened to Denver, he was right after all. My greed really did put me in trouble.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Countless times, the tears on my face dried up, only for fresh ones to roll down my cheeks again. In the course of it all, I slept off.

It was mid afternoon, when I woke up, and all I could really think of was having a bathe. Weakly hopping off the bed, I dragged myself to the bathroom, and turned on the water heater. Just after stripping my clothes, I went under the shower and got busy washing my body. I was still in the middle of it all, when the door to the bathroom went open. I froze in my spot, shocked to see Logan step in. I had expected him give an apology and excuse himself, but strangely, he stood there.

I swallowed hard, not really having an idea what to do. And the way he intently looked at my naked body, wasn’t helping my nerves.

Just when I was about asking if he needed anything, he reached for his belt and started unbuckling it. I stood in my place, tongued tied at seeing his course of action. My eyes followed his trousers as they dropped to the floor, and my heartbeat accelerated. I wanted to voice out my thoughts and tell him to stop, but no words seemed to successfully make their way out.

Next, he took off his t~shirt, leaving him in just his boxers. I know I should have expected what followed, but it was just too unreal. It wasn’t everyday that your mate whom you were on the verge of losing, comes into the bathroom while you’re bathing, and strips before you!

He eventually took off his boxers, and I did all I could within my power to not look down. I kept my eyes fixed on his cold face, as he approached the bathtub. He placed his right leg inside the bathtub, and before I knew it, he was right in my face.

I didn’t know if I was supposed to push him away or let him have his way with me. I was so confused because we weren’t really in a great place. But then again, he was my mate. Was I supposed to reject his advances?

All my thoughts went flying through the door, when he held both sides of my waist, and effortlessly lifted me. Oh, my goddess. The sparks that danced around my waistline were crazy. Scared to lose my balance, I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist, making me feel more sparks as a result of our body contact.

He began to sniff my neck, and regardless of my efforts to not feel the urge, I could feel myself getting wet. I tried to think about the present situation with my parents, hoping that would make me the least bit sombre, but it wasn’t working. All I could think about was having him sooo close to me, after a long while.

“Bu… but….” I tried to speak, but he started sucking on the hollow space between my neck and shoulder. I could already feel the tip of his cock slowly rubbing against my vulva, and it only increased my wetness. Was this really happening?!

I clasped my hands at the back of his neck, pulling him much closer. Soon enough, his hair and body were drenched from the water drizzling down the shower, and the generous amount of soap lather on me, making our bodies slippery against each other.

His hands traveled down my butts and softly squeezed them, eliciting a moan from me. Eventually, I began to feel his cock making its way into my pussy.

“Ahh….” I choked out, holding onto him much tightly. I looked into his eyes and for a split second, I could recognize the warmth in there. I leaned forward, trying to kiss him, but he turned away, making me kiss his cheek instead. I was so hurt by his action, but tried not to let it spoil the mood.

Once he had completely made his way in, he wasted no time to start thrusting. My whole body was on fire, making it difficult for me to hold back my moans.

“Aaaahh… fuck.” I breathed out. While he kept his thrusts steady, his lips were intently sucking on my neck, bringing me sweet pleasure. At some point, I thought I was going to fall off, but his strong arms kept me in place. His low growls against my ears, only made me begin to approach my climax. Oh, goddess!! I could feel it coming!.

“Oooooohhhhhhhh…. Logaaann!” I yelled out, unable to keep it low anymore. And just when I finally reached the peak, I felt his sharp canines sinking into my neck.

The feeling that action of his gave, was inexplicable. It was painful and euphoric at the same time, mixed with the pleasure induced haze of my release. I found myself holding onto him so tightly, as I slowly recovered from the mind shattering effect of it all.

We remained in that position, until I could finally recognize my surroundings again. I realized Logan had just marked me. He really did mark me!

He made to drop me down, but I held onto him much tightly, tears falling from my eyes.

“I love you, Logan.” I whispered. “Please don’t leave me.”