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.

utopia of wonder and I had never known

it still didn’t change the fact that

a fantasy made from Maggie’s own magical gift

around us was an

it

only so

else could enter and

just Maggie

way it

were becoming more

was now far more advanced

it gave us training programme with Maggie as my teacher, fighting illusions Maggie created to train me in combat in wolf form and using my vampire

for myself in the late afternoon to meander through the woods before I headed back for

nights we would sit and read and other times we would play games

would

the human realm for me to read and I must know

by heart by

getting lost in

parties like Daisy Buchanan for just one day or perhaps be Elizabeth Bennett and meet

the human realm and she would often give in and tell me about their way of life and the super naturals that

been tight-lipped about the dangers

that I am the only one

A tribrid.

a lot

parents died protecting me against some higher

hidden away in a pocket of creation for

it, I have no memories of my former

Of my parents.

the golden waterfall that shimmered like glitter before me as a rainbow came into view behind

I was in the mood

my head before muttering the Latin creation

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

to the packed room

know? I walk up to the counter and a hairy man

wine please,"

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

from

real

the red liquid carelessly into a glass, spilling some

where I

Most likely, Hagrid.

off to serve the

around the room

was real.I chuckled to myself as I

birthday to me!" I

you been all my

tall, dark-haired man, looking him up and down, not hiding my

alright to look at but not

I will be for the rest of your life- in your wildest

dropped as he thought