The Secret Hybrid Child

Little Sister

Lucas was in our room reading one of the many books my father had given him. Books so old that if you sneezed hard enough you would blow the pages away. He didn't look up at my entry or even acknowledge I was there, which irritated me and Dana.

"I'm tired of this. We need to talk and fix whatever this is that is going on."

Without looking at me he sat the book down

"If I went to someone I once fucked and asked how they were, behind your back how would you feel?"

"This again. I am tired of this. I have apologized a thousand times, and not only was I once mated to them, they have information about my pack, who survived, where the bodies of my family are, I have every right to call and ask these things. I didn't hide it from you, I told you. What upsets you is that I didn't come crawling to you and ask permission."

His head whipped to me showing regret and anger.

"How dare you hold a grudge against me for that, how dare you be angry at me even after I have apologized. You are not the master and I am not a puppet, I will NOT bow down to you, I will NOT ask permission from you to do anything. We are MATES equal, no one greater than the other. What the actual fuck is wrong with you."

I could feel my anger burn within me, feel the red in my eyes, my baser self and Dana in agreement that this is NOT how we will live the rest of our lives, trapped in a possessive master slave relationship. Lucas sneers and turn back to his book. I growl low but he doesn't even turn an eye to me. I take a deep breathe and leave, being sure to slam the door. I walk, no set destination in mind, just fuming. Maids and palace workers melted out of my way, none willing to even look me in the eye. That was another thing I have grown tired of, people looking at me as if I've sprouted a second head. I screamed at no one and everyone as I made my way outside. Once at the gates guards tried to turn me back, saying how it wasn't safe and I must remain in the castle.

"Move."

One word, spoken low but with enough anger to relay that if they didn't move I'd move them myself. Once past the guards and out the gates I let Dana out. She howled out a challenge to every wolf around, few howls were heard but most submissive, one very familiar. Thinking my mind was playing tricks on me Dana decided she didn't want to think so we shifted, once the "reigns" were in my hands I finally cried. You know that deep soul cleansing cry, the one where you don't have a set specific thing, but one that encompasses all the heart ache and anger you have built up for a long time, a cleansing cry.

"I haven't seen you cry like that since we were kids."

My sobs stuck in my throat and I started to cough. I must be hallucinating, I swear I heard Cammi talking.

"You do know it's rude not to answer someone who is speaking to you right?"

With eyes wide and mouth agape I slowly lifted my head to look into the kind eyes of my younger sister. She was older, not just in age but by what she has seen, harder around the edges but still my little sister.

"Cammi?"

My words came out whispered as I took her in. She was leaning against a tree clothes dirty and travel worn, a few dirt smudges on her face, her hair was braided to the side and the crooked smirk on her face mocked me.

"Who else?"

Despite her cockiness there were tears in her eyes and as I stood and walked to her closing the distance between us, they finally broke free and made a clean path down her cheeks.

"Oh my Cammi!"

I hugged her, inhaling her scent, noticing a change but it was slight and right now she smelled enough like herself that I was happy.

"Oh god Dally, Kimmi and Dad are, oh god ."

She finally let tears and sobs free, who knows how long she has held on, and I let her. Hell I sobbed right along with her. We stood there in the woods both crying messes, holding on to the other for dear life. I'm not sure how long we stood there but it was long enough for our sobs to calm and for our tears to run their course.

"Come, we have much to discuss, and I have a few people to introduce you to. Cammi I am so glad to see you, I can't put into words how happy I am."

Hand in hand we made our way back to the castle, we didn't talk about the attacks or how many were dead, we weren't ready for that. Instead we reminisced on the highlights of our lives that we remembered. Once to the gates Tristan was there, looking bored until he spotted my sister.

"Well well Dahlia you never seem to amaze me. Come, let's get the two of you cleaned and then fed, I'm sure my brother and your mate will want to hear all about this."

Cammi had frozen and just stared at Tristan, and he wasn't his normal nonchalant self, he seemed fidgety. I didn't say anything but I did note their actions. A small tug had Cammi moving again but her eyes were still on Tristan. We made it to mine and Lucas' room first and before I could say anything I smelt a woman in the room with my mate. As I opened the door I saw Juliet with her arms around Lucas' neck as she spoke with him. I did note that his hands hung limply at his side, and though he didn't seem interested in their conversation he made no move to remove her from him. Tristan tsked and that caught their attention. When Lucas' eyes landed on me the look he gave was as if I interrupted something and he wanted me to leave. Dana was not happy.

"Do you mind, Lucas and I had finally come to an understanding, so please close the door on your way out. "

Her voice pierced the silence, and I waited for him to say anything to contradict what she said but he stood there his eyes on mine. I felt Cammis hand and sensed Alexandria, Bart, and my fathers presence, heard Bart curse and my father growl with disapproval. Juliet just rolled her eyes. What came over me was a different feeling than I have ever felt. It was as if Dana and my baser self were taking a back seat and letting this feeling wash over me. I could see them both in my minds eye nodding for me to take control, but it wasn't me as I know myself. There was a purple hue to my eyes and a black shadow that swarmed my hands, I have never seen myself like this. My thoughts broken by Lucas telling Juliet she needed to leave and not come back, her throwing herself on him and wrapping her arms around his waist. Her words
"You are mine, and I will fight her for you"
were soft and distorted and then I did something that I didn't have to think about, it came naturally. My hand raised as my head tilted slightly to the right, I then snapped my wrist quickly and Juliet crumbled to the floor. Her body didn't move it just laid there still, but my eyes were on my mate. He stared at me, still no expression and I grew angry, how could he let her close after what happened. Was this him being spiteful? Before I knew it I was at his throat, his eyes widened as I sunk my fangs gently into his neck seeking out what I wanted. His carotid artery gave willingly to my fangs, not much pressure was needed, I retracted and began to drink as Alexandria showed me. He was sweet, addicting, I wanted no other blood and from the power I could feel coursing through me I would never want or need another's. He moaned and grabbed my hips bringing me closer, his erection evident as it pressed against my lower stomach. I was on my toes, why did he have to be so tall, when I felt the surge of his blood, the raw power it contained, I wanted more. I heard him grunt in pain and dig his fingers into my hips and then Cammi was there, but it wasn't Cammi, her eyes were different.

"That is enough child, you may not bleed the prince dry. Besides he is your mate and you will need him for what is to come. "

The voice to leave her lips was older, as if she was possessed, but my body heeded them. I removed myself from his neck, licking to seal his wounds. I felt the power, I felt all of him. Tristan was there to catch Lucas as he laid him on the bed, but I wasn't aware of anything going on, it was as if I was an outsider watching over my body. And then they came, my mind racked with vision after vision and I needed them to slow down.