"The Lone Assassin" (Completed)

the hybrid child (Tharn Nattarine )

A/N;  sorry for this very late update, hope you enjoy this one.

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Translucent linen dancing with the wind blows, the green forest is seen in the far distance through that thin fabric that hanging on the wide window frame. The balcony door is open, with a set of sofa for comfort.

A child on his father's lap, talking non-stop about his experience for the day, with his tiny hand in action in every word he says. His parents who listening to him attentively can't help but smile.

"And then... and then... Uncle Bwait (uncle bright) caught his arm and boom... he fells to the ground. "5-year-old Tharn Nattarine get down from Gulf's lap to imitate his uncle Brights move.

Gulf look at him with a squinted eyes, a smile fade from his papa's lips. He knew already that he is in trouble.

"Son? Tell me! Where did you and Uncle Bright go yesterday? " Gulf asked as he glance at Mew who is pressing his lips tightly to suppress his laugh on his son's cuteness.

Tharn looks at his papa with a blank expression as if the kid is trying to protect his uncle. He is not allowed to watch those kinds of stuff and he is not allowed to set foot on the training ground until he reaches the age of 10. But his foot was there yesterday that made him feel nervous about his father's question.

"Tharn Nattarine? " Gulf's voice sounds primal and clear while calling his name.

"Baby" Mew holds Gulf's hand but he just glares at his soon-to-be husband.

He took a deep breath when he felt his son's sudden fear.

"Sweetheart! Come here..."  Gulf reaches Tharn's hand and gently pulls him towards him. "Listen, you are only five years old, I don't want your brain to be filled with fighting scenes. I'm afraid that you might not able to control your wolf once you shifted when the right time comes. " Gulf explains as he hold his son's face but Tharn's face lit up and his lips formed a wide smile as he look at his father.

"No papa, my woof is here! His name is Zion! " Tharn simply answered, the innocence was there plastered in his sweet smile.

"What did you say? " Mew asked in wide eyes.

"What on earth are you saying Tharn? " Gulf exclaimed.

"Oh! I show you! " Tharn giggled and move away from his parents.

Mew and Gulf fixated their eyes on him as he clutch his fist and close his eyes.

A sharp gasp escaped from the mouth of his shocked parent when he opened his eyes.

Tharn's orbit is glowing, the right eye is in a shade of emerald green and red while the other is blue and grey. His nails grew a little but enough to kill a prey because of their sharpness and pointed tip.

"Mew...! " Gulf called his mate with a confused tone.

"I don't know baby...! " Mew answered in almost a whisper.

They watch their son's eyes back to normal and nails slowly shrink to their normal form. They didn't notice that Tharn is in front of them already looking at them with teary eyes. Mew is the one who got back to his senses and pull his son to his embrace. He nudges his mate gently to get his attention.

"Papa, are you mad at me? " Tharn asked as his lips quiver to stop himself from crying.

"No sweetheart, I'm sorry. Papa is just...I mean dad and papa are shocked. " Mew answered his son in a low voice, patting his back to calm him down.