A Second Chance With My Tribrid Alpha King

LOGAN’S POV

I found myself smiling as I saw the energy going from my palms, into the soil. In turn, I felt the fresh power of magic surging from the soil, back into my veins. So much power, so much magic.

“Sicut in terram energiam nostram conferimus, ita etiam in magiam tarrae penetramus.” They all chanted. It meant ‘As we give into the earth our energy, so do we tap into the magic of the earth’.

“Hecate, tua vis per nos fluat.” They continued. ‘Hecate, let your power flow through us’.

We continued to chant and watched as a line of fire was formed through the soil, dividing into several branches and getting into the palms of the others. Our chants became louder and louder until there was a mighty outburst of fire in the middle of the field. The ritual was complete.

I took my hands off the ground, and looked around the field in pride.

“Beloved, praise Hecate for the release of her power upon us.”

“Gratimus agimus Hecate, pro tam evidenti et benigna ostentatione amoris et misericordiae. Deam adoramus, pro dono magiae et fertilitatis. Terra nostra numquam siccabitur.”

‘We appreciate Hecate’s abundant love and compassion. She truly is a goddess to be adored, for her gift of magic and the blessings she bestows upon us. May our land always be fertile and abundant.’

“The second power surge festival has officially kickstarted. Arise, and have fun.” I smiled, and the place went up in joyful screams.

They all ran towards the fire that had erupted in the middle of the field, started dancing around and playing tambourines. It was going to be an interesting night. I hadn’t been this excited in a while, and I really wanted to make the most of it.

“Go on.” I looked beside me to see Isobel. “Dance with your subjects.” She smiled. Okayyy, I know I said I wanted to make the most of the night, but I didn’t plan on dancing.

My plan was more like, sitting by the campfires and watching them have fun.

“No.” I managed a small smile. “I’d rather sit and watch.”

“Hmph.” She huffed dramatically. “You’re no fun.”

“I know.” I chuckled.

“Haven’t gotten over her yet?” She had asked so casually, but I had taken it a bit too seriously.

“Can we not spoil the moment, Isobel?”

“Sure.” She chuckled, taking no offense at all. Instantly, I was filled with remorse.

“I’m sorry I was….”

“You were nothing, Chief. I had no business prying in your personal matters. You’re just such a good man, and it would have been more pleasing, if you could let go and be happy.”

“I am happy!” I found myself laughing.

“I bet you are.” She flashed me a sad smile, before walking away into one of the tents. Great! This night was fast becoming the opposite of what I thought.

“Heyyyy…” I looked up to see a familiar lady waving, as she made her way towards me. I had locked eyes with her a lot more than once, during the rituals. She was an undeniable beauty.

“Hi.” I gave an awkward smile. We both stared at each other for a while, neither of us saying anything.

“My name is Isla.”Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

“It’s nice to finally put a name to the pretty face, Isla. I’m…”

“I most definitely know who you are.” She cut in, giggling.

“You’re beautiful Isla.” I said in all honesty.

“And you’re extremely mouth watering.” She maintained the eye contact, not necessarily giving a seductive look. Anyone could tell she was just being honest.

“Oh wow!” I muttered, a bit blown away.

“Come with me. Seems like you need someone to spice up your night.” She suggested, and I did as she said. We walked past the dancing crowd, and made our way further into the forest. We kept going in until she came to a stop in front of a really large tree.

“Care to join me?” She asked, and flew onto a strong branch so effortlessly. Without second thoughts, I joined her and we got talking.

“So tell me…. where is your favourite place to be?”

“An honest answer?” I smiled.

“Totally!”

“The library. Reading. Reading novels actually.”

“Oh, no!” She gasped in surprise. “You’ve got to be kidding!”

“No, I’m not.”

“Interesting.” She nodded. “So what kinds of genre….” And that was how an interesting conversation began.

**

I hopped off the branch before her, and offered to help her down.

“Thank you.” She muttered, a shy smile on her face. We started making our way back to the camp.

“Thank you.” I replied. “I really had a nice time tonight, Isla.”

“I did too. It’s just a shame it wouldn’t be as frequent as I wish it would be.”

“Why?”

“You don’t live here. You’re only here when necessary.”

“Isla….” I sighed. “We could do this whenever I’m around.”

“Of course, we can.” She suddenly halted her steps, making me look back in slight worry.

“Are you fine?”

“Totally.” She smiled, but remained unmoving. “I was just thinking that we could also do this….” She pulled down both straps of her blouse, exposing her ample bosom to me. “…. whenever you’re around.”

“Uhhmm….” I swallowed hard, clearly disturbed by the sight of her breasts. Disturbed in an interesting way. “I don’t think this is….”

“It totally is.” She cut me off, grabbing my cock so suddenly. I opened my eyes in shock, and she licked her lips seductively. Okay, this was the time she was showing that side of her. “You’re almost rock hard, your majesty.” She whispered sultrily, rubbing her hand along my shaft. I guess the fact she seemed too innocent for this, was what really increased my arousal. But then, it just didn’t feel right.

With as much strength as I could muster, I took her hand off my cock, and turned back immediately.

“You really are still into her, aren’t you?”

“What are you talking about?” I muttered, still backing her.

“Your ex mate.” She chuckled. “You probably haven’t even had sex in 2 years. Such beautiful consistency in commitment.”

“Isla.” I whispered, trying to call her to order. This was completely different from the person I just had a hearty conversation with.

“I don’t want you heart, Logan. I just want your cock. Don’t get me wrong, you’re a great guy. But I’d rather not get emotionally entangled with a guy who’s still yearning for his rejected mate.”

“I am not yearning for her!!” I blew out in rage, and rushed towards her. “She. Is. My. Past.”

“Doesn’t look like that to me.” She shrugged. It was so clear she was trying to get to me, and I was stupidly biting on her bait.

“Does this,” I pulled her closer by the waist, and smashed my lips against hers. “look like it to you?”

“Hmmm…. certainly does.” She grinned and pulled away. “Goodnight, Chief.” She was about walking away, when I pulled her back to me. She had started this, and should as well, finish it!

I hated the fact that truly, I had not had sex since she left. After two long years, her hold on me was finally going to end tonight!

I kissed Isla greedily, squeezing her soft breasts until we both fell to the ground. For the next few minutes, I was violently thrusting into Isla, trying to chase my release after such a long time. Fuck you, Audrey.