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.

"Alright Mr. Trevon." I said, trying to remain polite.

"Just Trevon Princess." Princess? He just called me Princess. My cheeks blushed at the cute name he just referred to me as. I loved it but I wished it came from Mr. Ice.

He shot Trevon a cold glare and he immediately focused on his driving and didn't say a word to me till we pulled over at a very large and impressive residence on a delightful landscape.

The compound was large and adorned with beautiful flowers and the people who I believed to be maids moved about with baskets and other house equipment.

The men dressed in black ran over to us and opened the car door for him. He stepped down and without even me sparing me a look walked away into the house. Trevon walked over and opened the door for me and I stepped down. My eyes scanned the beautiful environment before me.

"Let's go." Trevon held my hand and ushered me in.

"My box..."

"Don't worry, they will bring it to your room."

Trevon noticed my calm or rather sad countenance. "He will come around, don't worry." He said trying to make me feel better.

"I heard he's a kind person and the people love him, how come he's been nothing but cold to me?"

"It's a rough time for him but he will come around." He spoke as we walked into the house. There was a hallway that led straight to the room I was given. My box was already there before I got in.

"Call me if you need anything...and enjoy your stay." Trevon said and walked away.

The room was comfortable and well-furnished, you could see the main house from looking out through the window. I jumped on my bed immediately Trevon left, this was my new life now and there was no turning back. I got up and took slow strides to the mirror.

My mind once again drifted to that moment when I met him in the woods. I felt this heat that threatened to break through my legs. The sound of swords against each other and men shouting piqued my interest so I moved away from the mirror to the window to get a clearer view of the scene. I pushed the thick lemon green curtains aside and leaned my head on the burglary.

The shirtless men were strong and muscular, a clear example of six packs. I loved the way their bodies flexed as they swayed from side to side. I was ogling at their well-crafted bodies and wondering how it would feel to have me underneath them. Trevon was also there, he looked up briefly and upon seeing me, he waved and smiled at me and I returned the gesture.

The door was thrown wide open and he walked in with a stern face that screamed rage. I snapped and turned to look at him. He stared at me with so much resentment in his eyes making me wonder what I did, I barely just got here and I have gotten on his nerves already?

"What were you looking at?" He asked. That was the first time I was hearing his voice again after the time in the woods. His question took me aback a little and I didn't know how to answer it, "We were ogling at shirtless men, duhh!" Kira said inside of me and I immediately told her to keep quiet. He moved closer to me and cupped my face with his hand and asked.

"Have you ever been touched down there before?" My mouth hung open at his straightforwardness, I didn't expect a question of that sort.

"No...no one has."

"I see." He said, sounding surprised. "Would you want to be touched then?" Another unexpected question. He looked down at my body and I subconsciously licked my lips. I pressed my thighs tightly against each because his gentle gaze was making the heat in between my legs skyrocket.

"Lay down there and spread your legs for me." I furrowed my brows in confusion, "What is trying to do?" Kira eagerly asked.

"Why? I promise no man has touched me, I have stayed away from them my entire life." He continued to stare at me.

"I believe you." He said and turned to leave when I blurted, causing him to stop in his steps.

"I want to be touched." The words went flying out of my mouth. He stopped and turned to look back at me.

I don't know how the courage came but it did. I pulled the dress down and away from my body while he stood intently watching me. His piercing gaze made my body ache the more and it shuddered at the thought of what was going to happen next.

His face lightened up a bit at the sight of my body. My breasts were well cupped in the bra and my coochie was also covered with the white panties. I looked at him shyly and walked to the soft and comfortable bed and laid on it. I looked at him then I slightly parted my legs waiting for him.

My heart was beating so fast against my chest in a rather anxious yet excited way. He walked to bed and sat in between my legs. His fingertips gently traced my bare flesh and I quivered out of fright. His fingers moved around the edges of my panties as his masculine body hovered over mine. His sly glare sent shivers down my spine as he slowly pushed my panties to one side.

His fingers ran through my entrance and I winced and wondered what he was up to. Anticipation ran through my mind as he moved down. A strong wave of pleasure exploded through my body as his warm fingers parted the lips of coochie. My stomach was tightly knit with pleasure as his fingers ran over my coochie through and through. I held back the moan that almost escaped my lips. He was teasing me and it was clearly working. My eyes were closed but I could still feel his gaze on my face.

My body was going to blow-up with pleasure and desire, the moan I was struggling so hard to hold on finally came out and I instantly covered my mouth. His index finger rubbed my clit and I flinched out of surprise, it felt so good. He made steady strokes and moved in circular motions around it. "That feels so good." Kira cried out.

He became more intense with rubbing my clit and a scream slipped past my lips as excitement built up inside of me. After a couple of minutes, he stopped and pushed the panties back to its original position. I opened my eyes to meet his intense gaze and immediately our eyes met, he moved away from my body.

"The only shirtless man you are allowed to gawk at is me." He stated. He saw that?" Kira asked again.

"You are not to leave this room until you are asked to." My eyebrows furrowed in confusion at his words.

"Am I a prisoner?" I asked and he turned to look at me.

"You are nothing." The words came with a hint of repulsion causing me to flinch. He just had his way with me and now I am nothing? Tears began to roll down my cheeks. He took one last look at me and walked out leaving me to handle my breakdown alone.

Iris

I had spent three days in the Alpha's house without leaving my room. I was locked in like a prisoner or a plague, the maids brought me food three times daily and they made sure I was okay. The room was more like a mini suite and it made it more accommodating to stay in. The only interesting thing that kept me going was watching the men come out at noon and fight.

Watching their shirtless bodies flex and slam into each other so perfectly was an appealing sight. I know I was warned not to look but I was hoping the anger will bring him back into my room. The heat in between my legs increased day by day and it burned through my entire body.

As usual, it was noon, time for the men to come out to the training ground. I stood by the window waiting for them but they didn't show up. I stood there in sadness and wondered what happened.

The warmth in between my legs yearned for something- something I had no idea of. Ever since I met him, only naughty thoughts occupied my mind, I even considered touching myself. That wouldn't be so bad? I thought.

I moved back to my bed and laid on it then I pulled the linen dress I wore over to my upper body. I closed my eyes and began to curl my fingers over my coochie. I imitated his touches that day and it felt good, but his felt better. I increased the pace of my fingers over my very wet coochie and it felt good. I could feel the pleasure settling in my stomach steadily.

I opened my eyes slightly and he was standing looking down at me. I jumped in panic and covered myself immediately and looked away with embarrassment clearly written on my face.

His face had no emotions, he just stared at me blankly. I pulled the disheveled sheets over my body in an attempt to cover it. I summoned all the courage I could to talk and free myself from the awkwardness.

"How did you get into my room?" I asked him.

"My house you mean?" He was right, technically, the house is his.

"But this is my room...you should learn to knock." I pouted at him and he glared at me in disbelief.

"Feisty I see."

"What do you want?"

"Why do you keep making me lose my mind?" I blinked at him in confusion. "Why can't you keep your urges in check? Do you have any idea what these voices do to me?" I was trying to understand what he was saying but I was even more confused. He stood up and walked to the bed where I was.

"I warned you about looking at those men through that window, didn't I? He quietly asked, looking at me. His voice was calm but his eyes exuded anger.

"I have been locked in here for days, I am not allowed to talk to anyone, and you wouldn't talk to me either, what else am I supposed to do?"

"Get up!" I was startled and immediately jumped up. "Follow me." He ordered and I followed after him. That was the first time I was stepping foot outside since I came. I walked behind him like a lost child.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"For a walk."

"Why don't you like me?" I abruptly asked and he stopped walking and turned to me.

"Because you are a weak one and I hate the moon goddess for bringing a weak mate to me." His words pierced the ends of my heart and soul as though they had a dagger with them.

"Then why did you bring me here?"

"Quit talking." He roared at me and his eyes sparked with a bright color. I was so frightened I immediately kept quiet.

We kept walking till we got to a garden. It had beautiful flowers and the air surrounding it was soothing. There was a wooden hanging bed inside of it and the moment I saw it, I wanted to lie on it so badly but that was the direction we were headed.

He saw the excitement in my eyes and retraced his step towards the bed. He stopped when he got there.

"This garden is beautiful." I said.

"Why do you have white hair?" He asked me and motioned me to climb the bed and I excitedly did. I pretended not to hear what he asked because I didn't like people talking about my hair.

"I asked you a question."

"I don't know why I have white hair. I was born with it so maybe you'll ask my parents when you see them again." I answered and he chuckled at my response. He rarely showed me those gentle features of his but I understood why, he didn't like me so there was no need to be friendly with me.

"You should smile often, you are very handsome." He looked at me and I saw a softness in his eyes, his tensed shoulders also relaxed a bit. The atmosphere went dead silent again and the only thing that could be heard was the violent beating of our hearts. I titled my head in an attempt to look at him but he caught me.

"Thank you for bringing me out." I tried to unsettle the tension that was beginning to cloud the air. He turned to look at me and in that moment, I froze, his eyes had that effect on me. I licked my lips and he squinted his eyes.

"Don't do that again."

"What do you mean?"

"Your lips, don't lick them again." With the way a heavy sigh escaped his chest and he looked at me, I knew I was getting to him as much as he was to me. Sorry Alpha, but I am a stubborn little omega, I don't listen to instructions. I looked up at him and licked my lips again.

In a swift motion, he muttered "Fuck" and the next thing I felt was his lips on mine. H's tongue danced in and out my mouth so hungrily, I couldn't even match up with his rhythm but I didn't push him away, instead, I tilted my head further allowing him all that he needed.

As soon as he broke away from my lips, I spoke.

"Can you do what you did to me the other day?" He seemed taken aback by my question but he didn't decline.

"I will do even more." He said and coochie shivered a little.

He held my legs and placed them well on the bed and moved further to settle right in between them. Fire raced through me as his fingers grazed my thighs and gently pushed them apart. He was on knees with his face directly into my coochie. I took a deep breath and waited for what was to come.

He gripped my thighs and settled them in one place. I gasped and flinched out of surprise as his tongue ran over my folds and glided over my pussy. The excitement that engulfed me was terrifying, I had never felt anything this good and pleasurable. His tongue flapped roughly against my clit, he was licking my wetness as though it was an ice cream, I bit my lips and held back any sexual voices from coming out, I didn't want him to know I was enjoying what he was doing.

His whole mouth feasted on my pussy like a wild beast feasting on his prey and I gasped every time his tongue tingles my clit. My stomach held every wave of that pleasure and excitement and I couldn't explain what my body was feeling in that instant. I sat up a little to look at him, but I couldn't meet his gaze because his whole face was buried in my pussy.

I felt my genital muscles contracting and my heart rate increased. My legs went numb for a split second before they began shaking and the pace of his tongue on my clit increased. What I felt in that moment was inexplicable, the sensation burned through my whole body. It was like his tongues sent bombs to my body and they had just exploded. My shaky legs calmed down after a few minutes before he brought his head out and looked at me.

I fell back to the bed and tried to catch my breath. I didn't know whether to look at him or turn my back towards him. My eyes were still shut when I felt him leave the bed. I opened them slightly and looked at the place in between his legs. His cock was hard, so hard it could tear off his pants. It looked big and long, the thought of him inserting it into me someday made me flush.

"Get up and go back inside." He said in that cold tone.

"I want to stay here with you a little longer."

"As what? Don't let this get into your head, you are just a convenience." He hissed and walked away. How did I forget so soon he was never going to treat me any better?

I fell back to the bed and tears began rolling down my cheeks again, that was our routine? Him making me feel loved and bashing me the next moment? I got up and adjusted my clothes and headed into the house, the same way we came. The house was too large and everything looked the same and I got lost. I wandered the whole house, the servants ignored me like I was plague. I leaned on a pole hoping one of them would talk to me and give me directions back to my room when Trevon finally showed up.

"You're lost?"

"I am and the people here won't stop and talk to me for just a second."

"Sorry about that, they are only acting on instructions.

"What does that even mean?"

"Don't worry about it, come let me take you to your room." I heaved a sigh of relief at his arrival and after the brief conversation we had, he led me back to my room.

Iris

I laid on my bed staring at the ceiling and wondering why my whole life was a mess, first, I was born as an omega with no werewolf abilities whatsoever, second, my family gave me away and now the one person I hoped will bring me joy sees me as a convenience and nothing more. There was a sudden knock on my door.

"Who is there?

"It's me Lisa." Lisa was one of the servants that usually came to serve me food. She had a petite appearance and she seemed like a shy person.

"Come in." I said and walked in carrying a bag.

"Is everything okay Lisa?" I was confused with the big bag she was carrying.

"Yes, everything is fine...the Alpha asked me to bring these for you, he handpicked them himself." She said and handed over the big bag to me.

"Are you sure?" I was surprised because I didn't expect he would ever do something sweet for me, he hated me. I collected the bag and opened it. My mouth opened wide in surprise, there were all expensive dresses. They were also my size and even without putting them on, I knew they would accentuate my body well.

"How do you know he picked them up himself?" My face flushed at the gesture and I could see her smile down at my reaction.

"I was there at the clothing store when he picked them up. The Alpha really adores you, you know." She said in all confidence that all I could do was smile.

"Not all that glitters is gold, Lisa." I told her. Her brows furrowed in confusion but I was not ready to explain further.

"I'm not sure what that means but everybody knows the Alpha adores you, ever since you came, it's been from one fight to another with Luna Vanessa." I flinched at her words, I didn't know who Luna Vanessa was.

"Who is that?" I asked immediately. She looked at me and her eyes glimmered with regret.

"The Alpha's wife...I thought you knew he was married." My ears burned hot and my heart palpitated as if it was going to jump out, I could feel it breaking and shattering, he had a wife! My mate had a wife.

I looked at Lisa with teary eyes. "I'm sorry I am the bearer of bad news." She said and turned to leave but I stopped her.

"Wait!" I called out and she stopped.

"How long has he been married?" I inquired.

"Three years..." My legs were suddenly too heavy to carry me and then they collapsed. The information Lisa gave me crippled and left me dejected. Why then did he bring me here if he already had a woman by his side?

"How can he be married, Kira? Isn't he supposed to marry us?"

"That son of a bitch! He's a complete asshole, a douche bag, I hate him so much." My wolf cursed.

I tossed the clothes aside and laid on the bed sobbing.

The day went by swiftly since I had nothing to do. I just lay there waiting for the day to go by. I was angry at him but my body was betraying me, the heat in between my legs returned and I began thinking about having him buried in my legs. I missed him, his touch, his fresh breath, his cologne and most importantly the way he touched me.

"What do we do? He doesn't want us and he's married." I asked my dejected wolf.

"I don't know." She replied.

"I think we should ask him to reject us." I suggested and she immediately shook her head at the suggestion.

"That is not wise...It's still too early to ask him to reject us. A part of him cares for us, let's watch how everything will unfold."

"I thought our mate is going to love and cherish us, I really hoped so, I feel so bad that things turned this way."

"He's coming." Kira felt his wolf approaching and she immediately informed me. As usual, he walked in without knocking.

My insides bubbled with excitement at his presence but I didn't allow it to show. He had this unexplainable aura and sexiness around him that made you weak in the knees whenever he walked in.

I was very mad at him for lying to us, Kira and I and we were not ready to talk to him just yet. He took a few steps towards me with his hands seated in his pockets. He glared at me as though he was expecting me to say something to him whereas, I kept mute the entire time.

"That's not a very good way to say thank you." He said and I remained mute still.

"Didn't you like the dresses? I can order new ones if you don't like them." He said but I was still quiet and ignored him. "I'm talking to you!" He snapped in annoyance, he didn't like that I was keeping mute to him.

"I have nothing to say to you." I yelled back but avoided his eyes. I knew the moment I stared into them, I would be lost and he would take advantage of me once again. He gasped at my reaction, he prolly wasn't expecting such an outburst from me.

"What is this about?" He quietly asked. I stared at him in anger and turned to walk to the window but he held my hand and pulled me back into his body. "Don't you dare walk out on me when I am talking to you." I loved that I was getting him walked up. "I will do whatever I fucking want whenever I fucking want." I snapped back at him and he began to stare at me intensely. "You wanna go watch those men again? You wanna be a slut, right? I told you to fucking stop standing by that window. Your eyes are mine, your body, mine, everything mine! I am the only man you should look at, why don't you want to obey this very simple instruction?" He yelled. His eyes burned with jealousy and frustration.

I looked at him and smiled with teary eyes. "I am only looking at another man and you are already getting a heart attack, what if I go fucking them?" I snapped back at him and his face blew hot with rage.

"No man will dare look at what is mine." He cupped my chin roughly and I winced in pain.

"Well, I will look at them and I will make sure they sit in between in my legs and eat me all over like you do." A slap fell across my face before I could finish the statement. I fell and hit my hip bone hard on the bed's frame. I screamed in pain and he rushed over to me.

"Get your hands off me." I angrily pushed him away. "Don't fucking touch me." I cried out.

"I didn't mean to slap you." He moved closer to help me up but I pushed him away again.

"Leave..." I yelled at him. He quietly stood up and headed for the door, his steps were reluctant. He didn't want to go, I could feel the sympathetic and regretful gaze on me even as he walked. "Go...go to your fucking wife and leave me the hell alone." I mumbled quietly and began to cry.

He heard what I said and walked back to where I sat on the floor. He looked at me for a moment before scooping me up in his arms and laying me gently on the bed. He used his thumb to wipe off the tears that fell down from my eyes, he moved further to gently stroke my cheek.

His soft eyes bored into mine and they relaxed immediately. Anxiously, I licked my bottom lip and that was it, his lips came crashing down onto mine. He kissed me so passionately, as though the kiss was the last thing on earth for him to do. A rush of pleasure coursed through my body sending tingles down my spine and steadily gathering in the depths of my belly.

I cried in between the kiss and again his thumb cleaned the teardrop off. I tilted my head and started kissing him back with the same energy but he suddenly stopped. My eyes scanned his face and all I could see was a tired and helpless man. He knew I read that expression and because he did want me to know I made him weak, he got up and walked out of the room.

"Fuck You!" I yelled in frustration and threw a pillow towards the door but he was already gone.