Chapter 147. Plotting (2)

“A tribrid, Dad,” she repeated. “Why are you so shocked? You knew I was not a pure blood werewolf before now didn’t you?” she asked.

“I thought you were a hybrid and it was bad enough hiding your identity for as long as I have, but a tribrid?” he shook his head in dismay. “I hope the Lycan king and his father will spare you and your pups when they find out! You haven’t told Hector, have you?” he asked.

“You just expressed your fears about what could happen if I did!” she replied. “I don’t care for myself but my pups. I shall tell him but not just yet. I need to be sure I can trust him first,” she said. “Moreover, our marriage is a contract and I like it that way. Because I plan to flee with my pups at the slightest opportunity!”

“That is not a great idea at all,” her father said, not wanting his daughter to become a refugee like her mother, fleeing because of her identity. “Tell, Hector. He will not want his pups to be killed, except he is heartless. And he might e