His Tribrid Mate

Iris

The morning I dreaded finally arrived, even quicker than I expected. A sudden wave of anxiety enveloped me as I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I knew they would come to call me sooner or later and I had to get ready before they did.

I had my bath quicker than usual. My red dress was already prepared for me, all I had to do was wear it over my slender body. I stood there looking at my reflection in the mirror.

The red dress sat well on lithe curves and slender body and my rapunzel esque hair flowed prettily down my back. People usually made fun of my hair and referred to me as an albino but I loved it, I saw it as a special gift.

My mind ran back to that day in the woods by the small fountain. I was picking snails when I felt a tingly feeling clutching my fingertips. I felt woozy for a bit but ignored it and went back to picking my snails. An unseen thorn pricked my forefinger, I yelped and jumped up in pain.  

My senses become heightened and a scent I had never come across before took over my nostrils. I turned around anxiously scanning my surroundings to see where it came from but everything looked normal so I returned to my snail picking.

“Isn’t it too risky to be out here alone?” A deep masculine voice said behind me causing me to squeal in panic. My wolf surfaced through my eyes and I jumped up immediately to see who it was.

He was beautiful with hazel eyes and well-trimmed black hair. His facial features contrasted well with his light toned face. I could get lost in his eyes if I stared long enough. A smile crept in at the corner of his lips and softened his facial features, it also added to his pure attractiveness.

He had strong arms and broad shoulders even with the clothing on his body, those manly features still found a way to make themselves evident.

“Who…who are you?” My eyes flickered and I stammered. Why wouldn’t I? I had never thought I’d ever find an attractive guy like him.

“I am someone you will never forget.” He said with a sly smile on his face and piercing gaze. He made me feel heat and a tingly feeling in between my legs.

“I am sure of that,” I looked up at him.

He moved closer and fondled my hair. His eyes sparkled with excitement and darkness making it hard to understand the meaning of his gaze. “Mate.” He muttered.

I glared at him in fright and pushed him away from me. 

“What do you mean by that?” I asked him.

“You are my mate.” He said out loud. He was just as surprised as I was.

“No…it can’t be…I can’t be your mate.” I ran away leaving him and my snails there.

On reaching home, my parents were already waiting for me with unexpected news.

“Get ready Iris, he is coming to get you tomorrow.” My father sternly stated. I stared at him and shook my head vigorously in disapproval.

“I don’t want to go with him.” I begged.

“You have to, child, you know who you are, an omega…we should be thankful to the moon goddess for giving you a mate like him.” My father added.

“What do you mean by a mate like him, Father?” I asked in confusion.

“He’s the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack.” The words hit me like a rock, an alpha? How could I be mated with an Alpha?” I thought within myself. I fell to the ground and began to cry profusely.

I fought back the tears of frustration from down my cheeks as I remembered the events of two days ago. I heard footsteps approaching and I knew it was time.

“Iris…everybody is ready.” One of the servants called out.

The tears I fought to hold in finally fell down my cheeks. I turned to look back at the mirror before heading out.

“Get it together, Iris, he’s your mate, he won’t hurt you and he won’t mind if you are a weak one, he will love and cherish you, that’s what mates do right?” I tried to give myself some encouraging words before stepping out to my biggest fear.

He came with a man I had never seen before, he looked just as handsome but he looked better. He had a serious expression all the while and his friend did most of the talking. After what seemed to be forever with my parents, we got into the car and we were ready to leave.

I waved my family goodbye as I sadly entered the car. The drive to his home was quiet, there was tension in the air too. He neither spared me a glance nor said a word to me. He looked out the window the whole time. The man who was driving looked at me from time to time through the rearview mirror.

“You okay, Iris?” He asked.

“I guess…” I shrugged and looked at the man who sat beside me like ice.

“We’ll be there soon. Just relax okay?” The man said again and I nodded.

“Thank you Sir.” I said to him and he smiled.

“Trevon…Call me Trevon.” He said.