A Second Chance With My Tribrid Alpha King

AUDREY’S POV

I walked into the house, feeling emotionally exhausted.

“Would you be fine?” Denver called after me, and I simply nodded. I heard the door close behind me, and started to make my way upstairs to my room. I got there and walked to the front of the mirror. The black dress and black hat I had worn, was too beautiful for the ugly event I had just returned from. My brother’s funeral.

I guess the colour of the dress made me feel more like the devil I was. I killed my own brother.

‘You were trying to protect Rosaline’. My wolf defended. There was probably nothing that could excuse what I had done. I was a curse to my family.

‘Yet, she hasn’t said a single word to me for three weeks now’. I gave a bitter chuckle in my head. ‘She’s probably gonna leave for her pack, without saying goodbye’.

‘She’s probably still trying to process it all. Regardless of all he did to her, he was her mate’.

‘And I should have just minded my business like I had been doing.’

‘But she came to you, not so?’

‘I guess’. I sighed, and began to take my clothes off. Just then, I started to feel that pain again. The same pain that had continuously reoccured for the past 3 weeks. The mark on my neck started to get inflamed.

‘Not again’. My wolf muttered sadly.

The day after I had accidentally killed my brother, the pain had begun in the presence of all those who came to pay their condolences. Coincidentally, Dalia was present, and she confirmed my suspicions. Logan was sexually intimate with another she-wolf.

I had been so hurt. It wasn’t like I didn’t expect for that to happen, but it was more disappointing when it happened after two years. I had probably began to keep my hopes up. Who was I kidding? Logan was most definitely going to find his second chance mate and live happily, while I would remain lonely and sad.

I had been so worried that he had probably found his second chance mate, but so far, no such news had gotten to our pack. It gave me some sort of hope.

Dalia had told me I was going to get used to the pain with time, and I could tell she was right.

These past 3 weeks, the pain was less severe each time it came. I was hopeful that soon, I wouldn’t have an idea when he was doing it with someone else. But I guess that would never happen, I would always know. Goddess…. I was so pathetic. My life was a mess.

With an inflammed neck, I laid on my bed and fought the tears that threatened to fall from my eyes. I had broken that promise the night I killed Andrew. I wasn’t going to break it again.

Hours later, I opened my eyes to see that everywhere was dark. It was night already? How long had I been asleep for?

Feeling hungry, I hopped down my bed and made my way out of the bedroom, heading towards the kitchen. Just as I got nearer to the living room, I began to hear clanking sounds. Didn’t I lock my door? That was when it occurred to me. I actually didn’t. Denver had closed the door behind me, while I went up.

Who the fuck had I Ieft my house open to?

‘Calm down, it may not be a threat. The person’s scent is familiar’. My wolf said.

‘Whatever the case, be alert.’ I shot back, steathily making my way to the kitchen. When I got there, I was shocked to see who it was. She had her back turned to me, but I was so sure it was her.

“Rosaline?” I called in shock. “I thought she was on her way to her pack by now?” Slowly, she turned to me. I would have assumed she came to say goodbye, but the knife and tomato in both her hands, said otherwise. This was so surprising.

“Hey.” She whispered, unable to look up at me.

“Aren’t you supposed to be on your way back home? To your pack. Your family.”

“Hmmm….” She muttered, before finally looking up at me. “I was on my way, but I changed my mind.”

“Why?” I asked in confusion.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

“Because my family is no different from him.” She whispered. ‘Him’, as in Andrew? “When he found me, he had promised to give me a life different from the sad one I was used to. A horrible stepmother, cruel step siblings, and a father that simply didn’t care.” She released a sigh. “He was actually the sweetest, until the pressure began. At first, it was trying to get me pregnant, hoping to get an heir that would be Alpha after him. He probably thought that would be able to make him Alpha. We kept trying, but it just wasn’t coming. As time went on, sex was no longer a thing of consent. He just did it whenever he wanted.”

Hearing her say that, my breathe hitched. Was that a subtle way of saying that Andrew had been raping her? This was the first time she was really talking to me, and it turned out to be really horrible things. I felt the hair on my skin stand erect.

“When it was clear he wouldn’t be Alpha anymore, he stopped trying to get me pregnant. He started to become disgusted by my presence. He’d say mean and terrible things to me, telling me he was doing me a favour by not rejecting me. He always reminded me of how useless I was to him.” She muttered, tears dropping down her cheeks. Oh goddess. Regardless of her tears, she continued. “The fact he was no longer able to stand tha sight of me, didn’t really stop him from having his way with me. He hurt me sooo bad, but I just didn’t want to believe this was the same man who was once sweet towards me.”

“Rosa….” I began, but she firmly cut me off.

“Let me finish.” She muttered, and I nodded in agreement, swallowing hard. My head felt so busy. “I disliked you.” She cried harder. “Ohhh, even before meeting you. I thought you were to be blamed for all our problems. But as time went, I realized how foolish I was. He was the one exploiting and abusing me, but somehow you were to be blamed?” She chuckled bitterly amidst her tears. “Each time you had a fight with him over me, my heart softened towards you. And just 3 weeks ago, you saved my life.”

Was she really going to talk about what had transpired between both of them that night? I truly found it very weird that Andrew would chase his mate in his wolf form. That was a clear death threat.

“I’m sorry I haven’t been able to say a word to you, since his death. I was just choked up with so much guilt.”

“But it isn’t your fault. I killed him.” I muttered.

“Don’t get me wrong.” She shook her head. “I wasn’t feeling guilty because of him. I was feeling guilty because of the traumatic experience I put you through. He was your brother, and was never supposed to die by your hand.”

“It still isn’t your fault.” I insisted.

“For the first time, I tried to fight back while he assaulted me. I was sooo devastated. I had just lost my third baby, and he wasn’t the least bit remorseful. He was still so cruel to the extent of laying his hands on me, the same day I was discharged. He had slapped me, simply because I told him he hurt me badly. I had returned the slap, and it had been a big shock to him. Before I could comprehend his next move, he was tackling me to the floor, throwing punches across my face, and calling me pathetic. I decided it was enough, and mustered the strength to push him off of me. I ran to the kitchen and he went after me. In the cause of our struggle, I cut his cheek with a knife.”

That finally explained the nasty cut on his face.

“He growled in pain and looked at me in a very cold manner. I had never seen that horrifying look before. He promised to kill me that night. I didn’t need anyone to tell me to run for my life. I thought of all the possible places I could run to, but you were the only one that came to mind. Fortunately, I had been smart enough to lock the door behind me, which delayed him for a while and bought me some time.” She exhaled deeply. “I could hear his wolf race after me, but was lucky enough to get here right on time.” She turned and dropped the tomato and knife on the kitchen counter, before walking up to me.

“Audrey, if you had known it was your brother, would you have killed him?” She asked, looking deeply into my eyes. Without thinking twice, I answered.

“I definitely wouldn’t have let him hurt you. Even if it meant killing him.” Hearing myself say such, brought hot tears to my eyes. Did I just pick her over him? Why did I just tell her the honest truth?

“I profess my eternal loyalty to you. You saved my life at the detriment of your sanity. I belong to you now. I am yours.” Before I could tell what she was about to do next, she pulled me into a bone crushing hug, making my breathe hitch in fear. I couldn’t push her away, so I just remained still in her arms, letting her words resound in my head. She was mine.