The Tribrid and Her Alpha

Chapter Five-ZirryaP.O.V:

Tiffany and Taylor Titian are demon werewolves; not all demons are evil. These girls are technically my elite squad enforcers as they are pure monsters when it comes to any and all battles. They are identical twins that look alike in every way except their hair and eyes. They are on the shorter side, like me, but don’t let that fool you, it'll be your downfall. They’re about five feet six with golden brown skin, defined abs, arms and legs, bubbly butts, D-cup breasts. They both have their noses pierced, along with their belly buttons. We got them together. They have a bunch of tattoos as well on their neck, back, arms and legs. The most intimidating are the ones that are most visible; there are claw marks with dripping blood on their necks, they have full sleeves on one arm of a pile of flaming demon skulls with demons and on the opposite arm a half sleeve tribute to their wolves. Tiff has long curly black hair with a bright scarlet skunk stripe on the front left side and the back of her hair with grey eyes. Tay has long curly black hair with a bright scarlet patch in the middle of her hair and green eyes. Their dad, Killian, is an elite warrior with my dad and their mom, Giania, is an elite warrior as well and my mom's number two. I honk twice when I get there before I get out to see if I have to go knock on the door, as I know both their mom and dad have left for work already. These two are not morning people in the slightest. I minded linking them after waiting for five minutes or so; they asked me to pick them up so they weren’t late. “COME ON TERROR TWINS! LET’S GO OR YOU’RE GETTING LEFT!” I yell in the link as I get back in the car. They come rushing out the door each wearing sweats and cropped hoodies with black, white and grey air maxes. Tay in black sweats and a grey hoodie with a high messy pony on top of her head, Tiff in grey sweats and a white hoodie and a low messy pony at the back of her head. Both look irritated as ever. “Sup, Ziri, do we really have to get up so early?” Tiff gripes as they get into the back seat as her sister chuckles. “Yes, if all you guys want a ride in the morning, when are you guys getting your cars back?” I snap at them. “I don’t know whenever our dad and the alpha feel like we start a drag race ring again,” Tiff shrugs, chuckling. “I don’t see what the big deal was. We made a ton of money, plus we donated a third to the kingdom and a third to the pack. We had to split the last third,” Tay complains. “You still each took home almost $3,000 bucks,” I chuckled, shaking my head as we pulled up to Jarayia's house. She only lives about ten minutes from me and Lisa lives ten minutes from Jarayia. I honk the horn twice to let her know I’m outside. Once we pick up Lisa, we’ll have about thirty minutes to get to school, and it's about fifteen minutes from Lisa’s, so we can’t go inside this morning to chat with her family. They’re super nice and treat me like family, just like mine does with Jarayia, Katie, Tiff, Lisa, Tay and Chelsea. Her parents are Elite warriors like mine and have been friends with Lisa, Katie, Chelsea, the twins and my parents since her family came to the kingdom when we were ten. Her dad, Warrior Jacob, is my dad’s number two, his right-hand man and a sirenwere. Jariah herself is on my elite squad. Her mom is also my mom’s number two in the hospital. She’s a siren from the royal siren bloodline. Jarayia is a lot like her mom. Both are super sweet, a little more reserved and caring, but they’re absolute beasts when it comes to protecting the pack and the people they care about. She opens the door and comes out with a reusable bag of food and gives it to me through the window. “Jarayia is coming to love, you know she hates mornings,” she laughs. “That’s roast beef, roasted veggies and mashed potatoes. There’s a container in there for the rest of the girls too. Make sure they get them, Ziri.” She tells us with a big smile on her face before saying the last part sternly. “Thank you momma Jessie, it smells wonderful!” I tell her, peeking into one of the containers. “No problem dear, you know you are Jarayia's sisters and my daughters, so I will always make sure you girls eat,” She says, sternly because sometimes the girls and I forget to eat if we’re doing too much. I got out of the car along with the twins to give her a tight hug to show her how much I appreciate her and all the love she gives us.