The Tribrid's ReturnUpdated at Feb 8, 2022, 15:15
#DareToBeATeenMeetMyHybridGirlWritingContest
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Athena had been a member of a powerful pack from the day she was born. Being a werewolf from The River Crescent Pack, she thought she had her whole life planned out ahead of her already. Just like every other werewolf in her pack, she thought she would finish school, start warrior training, hopefully find her mate, and eventually have pups of her own. On Athena's thirteenth birthday, though, she all of a sudden started showing signs of magical powers. When her parents learned of her new powers, though, they sent her away to live with her grandmother in New Orleans, since they were too afraid that their Alpha would find out about her secret, or so she was told. After years of being away and learning how to control her magic, Athena suddenly and unexpectedly has to come back home to River Crescent. However, learning of her family secrets from her grandmother changes everything she's ever known about herself, and her family. Athena returns as an entirely different person that no one even knows anymore, to a different pack than the one she left, ran by an Alpha she's never met, who turns out to be her mate. Soon after she returns, secrets start to unfold, and Athena learns that she's part of a century old prophecy, along with many other secrets that destroy the life that she once as a child.
What does Athena's future have in store for her? How will the new Alpha react to her secret, especially with him being her mate? Will she be able to gain the pack's acceptance for what she is? Lastly, will she be able to fulfill her fate mentioned in the prophecy; the whole reason she was created in the first place?
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Callan lets out a low growl, like he's having a hard time controlling himself, before he mumbles into my neck, "You smell amazing, baby girl."
I start giggling at him as the vibrations from his words tickle my neck, "I smell amazing? That's such a weird thing to say after an intense moment like that."
Callan pulls away from me and smiles down at me, before pressing his forehead against mine, "Not really. Werewolves are known to love the way their mate smells, almost like it's their biggest comfort. You're the best thing I've ever smelled. You smell like some sort of sweet flower, like a gardenia or honeysuckle. I wish I could cuddle up next to you and breathe in your scent all night.", he says to me as he leans down and presses his nose into the crook of my neck, before breathing in deeply again.
"So why don't you?", I suddenly ask him without even thinking about what I'm saying.
Callan pulls away from me, with a look of shock taking over his face as he stares at me, "Wh..what did you say?"
A blush starts to creep up my neck again as I stare at him wide-eyed, before I quickly come to the realization that I'm not holding back anymore, anyway, "I said, why don't you? I wouldn't mind staying with you tonight and cuddling, if that's what you want."