His Lost Tribrid Novel

21 Years Later...

Ruby POV 

"Again," Maggie ordered sternly as she paced in front of me, annoyed that I had allowed myself to become distracted.I huffed but didn’t argue as I pulled myself off the floor.

This was always the least favorite part of my day.

Magic came too easily to me.It was an effort just to keep my concentration.

I preferred practicing my vampire abilities or running through the forest as my wolf, Ada.

But there was never any point in arguing with Maggie.

The outcome was always the same.

She raises her hands up at her sides as electrical currents dance from one hand to another and her eyes cloud over with a white fog.

I focus my mind on her magic, seeing components of vibrant colors that made up the chemicals in her spell.

Apparently, it was a very rare gift I have along with a few others.

To be able to see and feel each element of magic before it was used.

Through her rigorous training over the years, I learnt how to identify what would be needed from me to block any spell and sometimes I could manipulate her energy and use it against her instead.

She releases the ball of static electricity towards me and with my gaze alone, I stop it in its tracks before sending it hurtling back towards her.

She shields herself with an invisible barrier and the small bomb explodes into the air, sizzling around us.

This time, it is her turn to fall to the forest floor, her eyes blinking rapidly.

"Maggie! Are you okay?"

I run to her side and hold her arm to help her up.

The color has drained from her face but she waves me away.

She hated "I think that is enough for today's child.l am going to go and rest," she stumbles away, her frail body hunched over in pain.

Over the last few months, she has been growing weaker and weaker by the day.

Something is wrong with her but she refuses to confide in me.

Her mess of beautiful red curls bounces as she makes her way into our little cottage.

I hate it when she calls me child.I may have been a little girl when she became my guardian, but I was definitely not that anymore.

Tomorrow would be my 21st birthday and no matter how hard I tried, I could not bring myself to feel excited.

It would be pretty much the same as any other day.I sigh deeply, wandering through the enchanted, colonial giants of trees that actively move from my path and wave their branches like limbs time as I pass.

The forest is such a light shade of green that it almost blinds you when the sun is at it’s highest in the sky.

The floor bed is covered with fluffy moss and wild flowers of vibrant colors, some the size of my head.

The scene was as soft as cotton to the naked eye and I know I shouldn’t complain.

wonder and I had never known any

it still didn’t change the fact that none of it was

all a fantasy made from Maggie’s own magical gift

us was an

it was

so much to do in a magical realm that had been created solely for the purpose

one else could enter

was just

the way it has

my days were becoming

was now far more advanced than Maggie, but I humored her

of farming the crops (we could just create food from magic but it gave us training programme with Maggie as my

would have time for myself in the late afternoon to meander through the woods

and other times we

would repeat it all

for me to read

off by

getting lost in their

to go to elegant parties like Daisy Buchanan for just one day or perhaps

of the human realm and she would often give in and tell me

about

I know is that I am the only

A tribrid.

of that, a lot of

died protecting me against some higher council and Maggie

have been hidden away in a pocket of creation for as long as I can

have no memories of

Of my parents.

in the golden waterfall that shimmered like glitter

not what I

in my head before muttering the Latin creation

looked hilariously out of place inside moving around and the music that boomed through the windows

to the packed room and the smell of sweat and arousal wafted into my

bars to smell, but what did I know? I walk up to the counter and a hairy man with a

glass of wine please,"

in my own illusions that I forget that it’s not real.It’s

escape from

in the real

carelessly into a glass,

I got this character

Most likely, Hagrid.

kind sir," I grinned and he grunted before walking off to serve

shifted on the stool and looked around the room as I took

chuckled to myself

to me!" I

have you been all my

tall, dark-haired man, looking

but not who I

your life- in your wildest dreams.Or more likely stuck in this

he thought carefully