Chapter Nine

Savage

When I wake up, the room is bathed in the soft glow of sunset, its rays filtering through the windows and casting dancing shadows on the walls. I stretch languidly, feeling more at ease than I did before. Auntie Skyler is sitting in a chair by the window, her eyes watching me with a mixture of concern and pride. Before she stands up and walks towards me, her expression softens as she sees the calm in my eyes.

“Are you ready, sweetheart?” she asks, her voice gentle.

I nod, still feeling the weight of everything that has happened today. I am a Tribrid, a being of three different supernatural lineages. The thought both terrifies and exhilarates me, filling me with a sense of wonder and apprehension about the powers I may possess.

Uncle Apollo is waiting for us in the hallway, his eyes twinkling with anticipation. “Come, my dear,” he says, leading us towards a hidden door in the hallway. As he pushes it open, I am greeted with a sight that takes my breath away. Behind the door is a