The Tribrid's mate

Family Ties

Vince POV:

I wanted everything to be perfect. She had been through too much and all I could think of was to make it better or even go away. There was this need to show...to prove myself, prove my love for her and this night was only the beginning.

I knew we weren't ready yet but I needed her to know I wanted her.

Holding her hands and walking her into our apartment, I saw her eyes meet mine reflecting what I think was awe and desire...yes! it was good to know she wanted me too.

Pulling her close, I kissed her forehead, her eyes, her pointy little nose, her cheeks, her neck...sensing her frustration, he kissed her lips last while burying my fingers in her hair.

'You are perfect', I said.

She smiled through glassy eyes, she was tearing up..in a good way I hoped.

'So are you, I couldn't have asked for a better mate. You take all my troubles and make them yours. Thank you. ' Lexa said

I crashed my lips to hers, I was fighting for control...I didn't want to hurt her or make her do what she wasnt ready for but she surprised me by matching me fire for fire...making me want her even more.

Falling onto the bed, we made out and stayed cuddled like a bundle of fur till we both fell asleep.

However before I did, I mumbled the words 'I'll always be there for you, Lexa.'

Then we drifted off into a much needed sleep.

~ Unknown Location but in a magically altered reality ~

Delia Stake POV:

'I'm doing my best, Trish! I promise you. I will try to reach her. She won't get hurt. ' I said to the warm light in front of me.

My sister. Trish Stake.

Although dead, I'm able to communicate with her because of our bond as siblings and as witches.

I blamed myself for her death...and that of her mate. Her fate was a peculiar one, she was the fated mate of a hybrid, one that was first revered but then later treated as an abomination after the formation of that good-for-nothing council.

According to the witch cavern, it was against the binding laws of nature for a witch to mate one of nature's curses. A Werewolf. But it would seem nature made an exception with one particular hybrid. Alan Delovanc.

He was born a hybrid. As though marked by the Moon Goddess. He was born into the witch community a hybrid. Part Witch and Wolf.

I should have tried to separate them. I thought to myself.

But really I knew in my heart that nothing i could have done would have stopped Alan Delovanc from realizing Trish was his mate....and before long, Trish realized this too.

Shaking my head as i pondered over the past, i walked over to one of my ball of lights...and looked in.

I saw them together. The prophecy unfolding piece by piece as they slowly fall in love with each other.

Lexa, my niece has no idea what she was capable of or how much danger she posed to those around her. More importantly, she had no idea that the love of her life was also her ultimate destruction.

Aria had made a terrible mistake by leaking Lexa's identity to the Vampires, she would bear great loss soon if something didn't change the course of things.

I looked at Lexa and incanted spells I had used so many times in the past to warn her of impending danger.I managed to warn her wolf the last time the Kala Moon Pack were planning the ritual but now the Vampires posed a far greater threat.

I had to warn her. I had to find a way to help her renounce the spell I cast on her while she was a baby....after the curse.

She would have died before she clocked 18 if the spell wasn't cast but now she was stronger. Her witch instincts taking the lead but under the influence of the curse.

As soon as she stirred in her sleep, I knew my incarnations were working.

It was time she found out a little more about herself and history...and she was at the right place to do so.

Damien Mooncliff and Alan Delovanc's bond was inseparable and Lexa will find out for herself just how involved the Mooncliff family were in the killing of her parents.

'Go to the other Cabin in the woods, you will find answers', I whispered...

'Go Child, Go Now.' I said authoritatively.

Lexa POV:

Jolting awake, covered in sweat and mumbling a sentence I had heard over and over in my dream.

'Go to the other Cabin in the woods, you will find answers'. a female voice kept saying in my head.

She sounded vaguely familiar...like I knew her but couldn't quite place it.

On my right, Vince was cuddled up beside me...his arms on waist.

My wolf was yelling at me to get up and go find the cabin.

It was 4am in the morning.

What other Cabin am I looking for?

Slowly I tipped toed out of bed, got my sweat pants and cardigan on.

It was freezing outside so I got ready and started to move towards the uninhabited cabin area. 

Bella had shown them to me the day before.

What answers was I even looking for??

It would seem my legs already knew where to go as before long I was standing in front of a closed off part of the Cliff District residential area. It wasn't far from the quarters where the family all stayed, the gardens were a little over grown and the cabin looked was much smaller than the rest which made me think this was like a personal space. Someone's personal space to study maybe?

Trying to stay out sight, the security guards will taking turns at ensuring the premises held no unwanted visitors. The door was locked so I tried a side window, climbing unto a pillar not far from the window frame, I leaped and got in. 

Scared witless, I carefully listened in case I had company but I was alone for sure. A part of me wished I had told Vince where I was going, he was trying hard but this just felt like it was my personal battle. 

Whoever's voice I heard in my head sounded very familiar. Like someone I could trust.

The wind blew in and a shiver ran down my spine. I saw a lamp by a desk and turned it on, it revealed a work desk with scattered scraps of paper, journals and scribbles on patches of brown paper.

It looked like a mad man's work desk.

I started looking at the scribbles, the books for anything that had referenced something about Alan Delovanc or Trish. Buried underneath all the paperwork, I felt a picture frame, I pulled it out and found a picture.

No, it didn't make any sense.

It was a picnic, there were 4 adults and three children. Two toddlers and a little boy...

The toddlers were girls, one a brunette, the other had red hair.

My heart was racing, did this mean what I thought it did?

The four adults were Aria and Damien Mooncliff....Alan Delovanc and the same woman from the portrait I found at the towers.

The little girl with red hair looked just like me!