The Secret Hybrid Child

The Past

The knock came while we were both trying to catch our breaths
"Lucas do be so kind as to have your mate get dressed, I wouldn't want you to try and rip my head off for admiring her."
Tristans chuckle followed Lucas' growl and we both got up and threw some shirts and shorts on.
"Come in Tristan."
I sat on the bed crossed legged and watched as Tristan walked in with a shit eating grin on his face.
"It smells like sex in here."
Lucas shook his head as I tried to stop my giggling
"Soooo what do you want to know?"
Tristan leaned against the dresser looking at his nails as if bored.
"Who is she and what's so special about me?"
He looked up into my eyes the smile falling from his lips.
"Well your so special because my brother dearest was supposed to be sterile, a half breed who wasn't ever to be born and who went thousands of years without kids....well yeah. Then years ago he felt this pull, the Lycan in him going crazy, hell he killed half the court trying to calm that side down.....fucking Lycan's. We finally stepped in and Pamela talked with his Lycan and found out his "mate" was some where. We found your mother and then we lost all contact with your father. He took matters into his own hands and then lost your mother. He raged for a very long time when news came to him that you were aborted, then about 2 years ago he calmed down and we back to business as usual."
He took a breath and rubbed the bridge of his nose
"As for her, well that would be mother dearest. "
Lucas' head shot up to look at him his face paling
"How? I thought you and your siblings took care of her? You told me we stopped her Tristan."
Tristan have a mirthless chuckle
"A Lycan can die, the first can not, King Lycian was bound and locked away. Mother now she was a bit more difficult. She can never die, so we found out. Her body can die but that bitch just moves on. We've killed her several times over the years. The hardest is when we find her in infant form, your father has been the only one with enough of a stomach to do that. We lost her new body about 100 years ago, which isn't good. If mother dearest finds King Lycian and they turn any others then it will be war. Their idea of how the world should be is darkness and humans as food, wolfs as food, lesser vamps as food, anyone but their chosen as food. My father shackled her after my younger sister was born. King Lycian went looking for her, so my father hid her away, when my younger sister was 100, my father let her out and mother dearest killed him. That's when she teamed back with Lycian and plunged the world into darkness. It took us 50 years to contain them."
He huffed and looked at me, his face serious, pain and anger flashing in his eyes
"I hated your father when I was younger. He was mother's first born. King Lycian took a mistress and had a child with her which infuriated my mother. She married my father, the reigning monarch of all Vampyr, but your father came with her. My father raised him as his own. After my younger sister, mother lost herself for awhile, always in the woods. Apparently Lycian snapped and killed his mistress and their children, along with several pack members, Lucas' parents included. That's when father shackled mother. We set out to find him and bring him under control, we found Lucas and a few other orphans, but Lycian was no where to be found."
Silence permeated the room, Lucas looked down at his feet as Tristan kept eye contact with me.
"The rest is just a bunch of stories going back and forth how we lost and found and lost and found mother, when we found them after their snip it of darkness we killed mother,again, and buried Lycian away for all time. So we hoped. If that bitch is searching for him that could be a problem......but so could her or them getting ahold of you. You dear girl are fertile and Lycian wouldn't hesitate to impregnate you to make more of him, nor would mother....and please don't ask how she would do that, she doesn't always chose a female body,"
Disgust fills his words and Lucas growls. All I can think is "well fuck".
"So I need to meet with my father."
Tristan looks at me, blank faced
"No, you and Lucas need to stay with your father. He is the only one who can teach you about your powers, as well as mask you from anyone who may be looking for you."
Lucas sits on the bed with me and takes my hand as Tristan leans down and takes my chin in his hand.
"You may be our saving grace little girl, but time will tell. I will say I'm a tad bit jealous."
And with that he left Lucas and I alone. I know there is so much more he isn't telling me, soon the sounds of us breathing were the only things to be heard. Eventually we laid down and enjoyed each other's embrace. At some point I drifted off to sleep and into dreamland.
It was another lake, me and lakes, there was no moon or sun nor stars. The water looked inky and moved sluggishly with the wind. A woman was staring at me, her red eyes glowing obscuring any defining parts of her face. She cocked her head slightly as she roamed over my body. Her head righted and then she slowly started to morph her body. It looked wax being heated and sculpted. Her breasts became pectoral muscles, her shoulders broader. I watched in a mixture of horror and wonder as all of her lady parts became big men parts, and the woman that stood before me was no more. Now stood a god like man, facial features still obscured and then he smiled at me.
I woke up sick to my stomach and my heart racing. Lucas was awake and soothing me
"Dahlia it's okay, it was just a dream it's okay."
I took a shaky breath and laid down on his chest letting his heart beat and scent soothe me.
"God I am so glad I have you."
I say kissing him.
Lucas continued to rub circles into my back and after a few moments he sighed and said
"I need to tell you about me Dahlia."
I sat up to look at him and shook my head
"You don't have to if you don't want to"
He smiled and shook his head
"No I need to. You need to know every part of me, I know you, it's only fair and you need to know who your mate is."
I sat up and watched as he scooched up the bed to lean against the headrest. He was silent for a very long time before he spoke.
"I am close to 300 years old, after Lycian killed my pack I went with your father and Tristan. Your father raised me, I was the only one he took and interest in, the rest of the orphans left the castle and were killed shortly after. I went on several missions with your father, he and I were the ones that killed his mother when we found her infant reincarnations. I knew why we were doing it but.....it's still killing a child. That's how my life was. Train, kill, go whoring with Tristan, much to your fathers irritation. Until I found who I thought was my mate."
I didn't say anything, I just sat there silently, his hand in mine, waiting for him to finish.
"She was Lycan, Gabrielle, I thought she was the world, I thought she was mine, but I was wrong. The last hunt for your grandmother took three years. When I finally came back she was in our home with one of the warriors. I caught them in bed as their year old child slept. She was pregnant and when she saw me she tried to soothe me. Told me she still loved me but he was kind to her, gave her children and a life. I lost myself.....I slaughtered them all."