Fated to the Twin Alphas

CalistaI had never truly felt loved, not even by the mother who helped raise me after I was found by the Luna of our pack. But I had him. Armin, the Alpha’s son. My soon-to-be mate.“Calista!” my mother's voice pulled me back from my thoughts. She sounded impatient—but I knew who it was, it had to be him. I was already dressed. I left the clothes I was folding in a heap and ran downstairs.“Hi, gorgeous,” Armin grinned the moment he saw me. I ran into his arms. He lifted me easily, twirling me around like he always did, and kissed my cheek.“I’ve missed you,” he whispered, his lips brushed against my ear. I giggled. That was Armin—always sweet. Always mine. “You saw me yesterday,” I teased, my cheeks already burning. “Lovebirds,” my mother muttered, snapping me back to reality. Armin had always visited, and she was fond of him. But she never failed to caution me about getting too attached.“Remember his wolf has to choose you,” she would say, always out of nowhere. “Mum, please can

Calista By the time my eyes opened, it was already dark. I was still alive. He must have missed my jugular vein, but I couldn't say the same for my trachea.“Freya, please help me…” I mouthed blood gushing from my mouth, almost choking me. My voice was inaudible, but I knew she would hear me.“Please…,” I begged, sobbing as I looked up at the sky.I could see the blood already pooled around me black and almost dried. But I couldn't feel anything. The pain tugged again in my chest as my heartbeat slowed. I could feel my soul leaving my body. Was this it? Was this the end?I don't want to give up, I had to keep the promise I made to Armin. He had failed to kill me, so I must end him. I folded my fist as hatred knotted in my heart. If only I could shift into my wolf. I wasn't up to eighteen yet so I couldn't call her forth, but I had to try. “Please!” I begged, biting my tongue as hard as I could. I shut my eyes, trying to cling to life. “Freya, please!!!” I mouthed. The hatred

Calista “Get in line!” a voice growled from the end of the hall, pointing toward the other girls in the room. Ariel, who had just finished dressing me, let go of me at the sight of her, “Good luck, 529S,” she whispered before she turned and walked away. That must be Madame Ysara, she had a commanding aura to her. I hurried inside and stood behind the last girl. We were all dressed the same and had tags bearing our numbers in front. The only difference was our hair. Mine was bright silver and most of them had black and brown hairs. “I will make this simple,” Madame Ysara started as she stood on a block, making her taller than everyone. “You do not speak unless spoken to. You do not dare to breathe without my consent. I hold your life in my hands, and you damn do as you're told,” she said, scanning the room. We all lowered our gaze. “Lastly,” she continued, her tone increased almost immediately. “You do not talk to the Alphas!” Now that last rule felt like it held more power.

Calista “I…I'm sorry, Your Highness, forgive me,” I pleaded as my knees dropped to the ground. My hand shook uncontrollably. “It's the first time I've heard a maid talk. Didn't Ysara warn against that?” he asked. My mind exploded. Of course, she had said we mustn't speak to the Alphas.I tried to shut my mouth as tears began to run down my cheeks. Then, he started laughing. My heart pounded even louder. Why was he laughing? This man had truly lost his mind. He stepped closer. Each footfall pounded like a death drum in my chest. “You need not be scared. If I were my brother, then you truly would be in trouble,” he said, his voice calm, almost teasing as he reached to pull me to my feet.His touch sent a jolt of electricity throughout my body. Brother? That explained the softer tone. Oh, thank you, Freya. This was Asher. I raised my gaze, and our eyes met. He was the replica of Azazel. I almost lost my breath, his eyes were a dark emerald green, pulling me in like an endless voi

Calista “Wait, how did you…” I started before he cut me off almost immediately.“You talk in your sleep,” he responded before pulling away. Then his eyes moved to my neck. “That claw mark on your neck—was that my brother?”I froze. Why would he think that? I haven't seen Azazel since the night we got our assignments. “I know my brother has his habits, I just want to be sure you're safe,” he continued.Habits? “No, your highness. I had it before I got here.” I responded subtly.“Well, that's good,” he said before releasing a breath of relief. “You had a slight fever, but it broke over the night.” He continued as he walked towards the door. “You should eat more and drink enough water,” he said finally before shutting the door behind him. Nyx’s words tugged at me again. She couldn't hold on for long! I have to find a way to leave Warhaven. The door opened slightly, and Ophelia walked in. Her brows were furrowed, and she didn't have her usual smile. “Ophelia…” I called out as s