《The Alpha King's Tribrid Mate》1
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I run swiftly on the forest floor. My heavy breathing was seen in the cool winter air. I felt the chill upon my skin as I kept running. I heard their paws on the ground. I heard their heaving breathing as they chased me.
I stopped running and watched them slowly. I examined their movements and lifted my hands at them. I mumbled a spell and they stopped moving. I heard their bones start to crack as I start to force them to shift back.
My eyes began to glow blue and they were fully shifted back on the ground. I heard them let out a growl.
"What the hell are you," the first one growled. I dropped my hands and let them free they ran at me trying to grab me. Take me. Test on me.
I grab both of their necks and slam them against two trees. They let out a gasp as they tried to take in air. I let my eyes glow orange as I push harder into the tree.
"I really hate to do this but I can't have anyone finding about me," I say. I drop one of them and break the first ones neck with my vampire strength and then swiftly break the other ones.
I let out a breath as both bodies fell limp to the ground. I always hated doing that but I can't let anyone find out about me. My power was drained and I felt worn out. My house was about a mile from here.
I felt my wolf begging to be released. It's been about a week since I last let her out so I gave in. I don't like letting her out and she knows that. I can easily hide her scent when I'm in my own body but when she shifts I can't use my powers.
It attracts other wolves to me. I'm not part of a pack but I was also not banished from a pack so I smell like a regular wolf. My demon is harder to hide. She's always out wanting fresh blood but I limit on blood bags.
My witch is evident but I can easily pass of as human. I let my wolf come forward and come out of the cage of flesh. She comes out happily and stretches. She rolls around a few times in the dirt and lets her fur get dirty.
"Let's get out of here before their pack comes looking for them," I told her. She quickly stood up and started sniffing.
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She turned and started running west. She zipped through the trees. Enjoying the winter find flow through her fur. I could sense the snow coming soon. I need to get my herbs before they all freeze over.
My wolf enjoyed every bit of release she got. She never pulled out our demon for extra speed. She liked having her own power. Her own speed. It's hard having a demon and a wolf. Always fighting or dominance.
I always keep them equal. Use the equal amount of power and strength. No one else is stronger than the other. I train with them equally. My powers on the other hand towers over them.
My strength with my powers are impeccable. I could be taken as a pure-blood witch. My mom trained me a lot before she passed. My dad helped me control my demon and wolf.
My wolf came up to a large opening and my wolf slowed down. I found my clothes easily behind a tree and shift back into my human form. I put on my clothes and walked through the invisibility border.
My small cottage came into view. My small garden was starting to freeze over. I said a quick spell and the frost on it started to become into small water droplets.
An intricate spell hides my home. I've stayed here for 500 years and no one has found it. I don't like to move. If someone walks into the pasture all they'll see is field of grass.
There is one werewolf pack near here but I stay clear from them. There are no vampire or witch covens near here. A few rouges pass by through here every once in awhile. Only I can pass through the barrier.
My wolf felt satisfied after her run. She always has thoughts about mates but never really begged me to find one. I open the door and immediately remembered I needed to get herbs.
I let out a sigh and shut the door. I walked over to my counter and picked up the list I wrote everything on. Most of it was for spells but some was for cooking.
I read through the list and groan. Most of these herbs are a few miles from my house. I fold the list and stick it into my skirt pocket and walked to my room.
I grabbed a small basket and looked at my calendar and there was two more dates to remember for the rest of the month. My birthday and my parents death day.
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110 years and so many more to go. November 28, 1446 was yesterday, my actual birthday. I haven't aged since I turned 21.
My parents came home a day later. They went on a trip to go look for a new place to move to. We suspect that someone has been sneaking around here.
I waited outside for them. Waiting for them to come back and be with me. From the forest I saw two faint shadows and they appeared with arms wide open. I ran to them and into their arms.
"Happy birthday darling," my mom said wrapping me in her arms.
"110 years you've grown too fast," my dad chuckles. My mom pulls something out of her satchel and handed it to me. It was a book.
"All my spells from when and before you were born," my mom explains. I flip through the pages in awe. All of my mothers spells. I place it in my bag and thank them.
I heard a howl in the distance and all of our heads shot up. My parents' face morphed from happy to worried. I saw hundreds of wolves appear from the forest. The scents coming from the overwhelmed my senses.
"Nicole I want you to run the opposite direction now," my father ordered. I looked at him like he was crazy.
"No I'm staying here I can help," I told him. He let out a frustrated growl as they got closer.
"Nicolette Dawn Knight I swear to you if you don't leave I will make you," he growls again. His eyes glowed orange letting me know his demon and wolf was out.
I stared at him wide eyed as the wolves started to get closer.
"Nicole leave," my my shouts at me. My breath hitched and I turned around and ran. My wolf whined in my head. For me to stay and fight for my family but their commands were from two powerful people.
I looked back and saw the wolves attaching my family. I let out a cry but kept running away.
I let out a sniffle from the memory and sigh. My finger traced the frame of the only picture I could find after I went back.
I pick my boots off the shoe rack in the corner of my room and zip them up. I shut my door and walk outside of the invisibility border. I looked back and my house disappeared.
I needed to find these herbs quickly before it got dark. I mumbled a spell and leaves started to stir from the ground to the left of me.
I brought out my demon and started running through the forest. The trees moved past me in a blur. I saw a tree come up in my path. I jumped up into the air and clung onto a branch.
I swung on the branches enjoying the air. I saw the herbs I was looking for down below. I stopped swinging and dropped down landing on my feet. I let out a breath and brush my skirt off.
I look around the small area and see two out of the 7 herbs I need. I lift my hand to the plants and I felt my eyes turn blue. The healthy parts of the plants plucked itself off of the plant and went into my basket.
I walked deeper into the forest and did the same to the other plants. I needed one more herb so I wandered through the forest a bit more.
I came across some berries and picked some. I picked bunches of them and placed them in my basket and continued walking.
I heard a slight rustle of leaves behind me. I flick my head back and see a man peeking behind a tree. A werewolf. My wolf let out a growl. I mumbled a quick distraction spell.
There was a loud bang behind him and he turned around. I quickly swing up on the branch above me and climbed higher. I squatted down on the branch watching him slowly.
He turns back around to where I was standing and was confused. He looked around him with confusion written on his face like a book.
He let out a huff and walked away. He was part of the royal pack. I recognized him from when he wandered upon the large opening where I live. He walked through a normal pasture while I saw him walking through my house.
Beta Lucas White. Almost as old as me. 532 years old. Beta of Alpha King Malcom.
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