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Author: Kamino_Immortal
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Calista

The rage in his eyes almost killed me. I didn't know if I should remain still or stand while the whole crowd was watching.

“Would you get on your feet and clear this mess!” Madame Ysara yelled at me.

I turned to her, the death stare she was giving me made my stomach twist. She was looking at my neck, and I knew what that meant. The scarf on my neck must have fallen, leaving my scar open.

Her words recoiled in my mind, “If I ever see that scar, I'll give you another!”

I struggled to move, but I couldn't. I had no ounce of energy left in me. I also tried to apologize, but I couldn't form the words. My eyes fell back on him, his gaze moved to my neck. Though he looked angry, I could tell something was off.

“Somebody get her out of here!” Madame Ysara yelled at the guards.

Then, he cracked a smile out of nowhere.

“Enough, Ysara!” his voice came in cold but calm. A sense of ease rushed through me. I hadn't noticed earlier, but now the slight softness of his voice made me r
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  • Fated to the Twin Alphas    37

    Asher The council had held a meeting concerning Azazel's dangerous god complex. Even though he did save me I knew there was a downside to his help, but I didn't mind. The thought of dying and leaving Nyx alone in this world terrified me.I love her! She illuminated the meaningless life I've lived since Nynaeve's death. There's more to look forward to than cleaning up Azazel's mess. I would take another poisoned spear for her without thinking twice. Alpha Fenrik had briefed me on their plans of keeping Azazel in check by stripping him entirely of Anuba as punishment. But he’s my brother and no matter what he’d done—or how selfish his reasons were, I wouldn't let such cruelty touch him. To live without your Lycan was a fate worse than death. It completely kills a part of you. I had pleaded with Alpha Fenrik to ease the punishment truly not just because of Azazel but for Alpha Fenrik himself. I know my brother all too well, he never learns and he would find a way to punish each and

  • Fated to the Twin Alphas    36

    AzazelI lunged straight for the witch who had ripped the youngling’s heart out, but before I could reach her, Alpha Fenrik pulled a branding rod from the furnace and slammed it against the burning symbol on my chest.I felt nothing—no pain. Just madness. Emptiness.My eyes locked on his. The smirk on his face vanished, but he didn’t look terrified.He grabbed my arm. “Don’t make me kill you, child! It’s already done!” he roared.But his words were just wind in my ears.I refused to look at the youngling lying lifeless, a massive hole torn through her chest.A roar ripped from my throat as I tore the branding rod off my skin. My fist clenched and slammed into his right eye.Then the pain. A claw shredded the tendons in my ankle, trying to paralyze me.BUT I FELT NOTHING.Only the hunger to kill. To taste blood.My vision blurred. Shapes and symbols danced where people should’ve been.As I twisted, I hurled the branding rod behind me—straight into Rowan.He roared from the impact.The

  • Fated to the Twin Alphas    35

    Azazel That’s not possible. He’s babbling nonsense.“I know you don’t believe me,” Rowan said, stepping closer. “But don’t worry. Your little mate will be off the chart soon... and so will Anuba.”He smiled like he’d already won.I clenched my fists, grinding my teeth so hard I tasted blood.He’s trying to get a reaction. Or maybe... maybe he already knows.Sweat clung to my skin. My heart thundered against my ribs. Every instinct screamed to rip the chains from the ground and choke him with them.But I couldn’t move.Not yet.I drew in a breath, slow and deep, forcing my body to calm. They clearly didn’t understand just how far I was willing to go to prove a point.Ohhh, but they will.“We’re ready, my Lord,” a voice called out and light footsteps followed.A woman entered — young, too young to wear power like she did. A witch, but she didn’t smell like the rest. Still, her aura… it pressed against my senses like thick fog.“Let him loose. He’ll come to us,” she said, far too calm.

  • Fated to the Twin Alphas    34

    Azazel I went for a walk after the youngling left my chambers — just as I’d promised myself, I didn’t speak to her. Didn’t even look her in the eyes. I had left Vivianne by herself and for some unknown reason, she seemed cheerful. I could tell she was up to something but since the youngling was safe I didn't care what she was up to. I had only realized how strongly I had invested myself in her when I almost killed her with my bare hands just for the fact that she was obeying Ysara's orders. But that's not an excuse! I also need to speak to Ysara about that! Even if I don't want to want her I can't have her around Asher. I had decided to visit Asher's sanctuary when I couldn't find him in his chamber or his art room. I'd hoped I'd see him and make him thank me for saving his life since he had refused to come see me. That's when I saw her! just standing there as the wind tugged at her silver hair and she looked so peaceful. What is she doing here? How did a maid wind up at Asher'

  • Fated to the Twin Alphas    33

    CalistaI didn’t waste time cleaning myself up, nor did I wait for Lilith’s usual assignments. I just walked—straight to Azazel’s chamber. My heart thudded, low and steady, as I stood outside his door.By the Goddess, I didn’t want to be here. I didn’t want to see either of them. Not him. And especially not her.“Are you planning to get your job done just standing there, darling?”Vivianne’s voice sliced through the quiet, dragging me back into the moment.My jaw clenched. Of course, she was here. And somehow, I could feel Azazel inside too. His presence was unmistakable—heavy, electric.I knocked lightly, hesitating only for a moment before easing the door open with a quiet creak.Azazel was the first thing I saw. He sat on one of the beds, a book open in his hands.Our eyes locked.And just as quickly, he looked away.“Well, that’s not weird at all,” Nyx muttered, puzzled.He had always kept books around, but I’d never seen him actually read one. And he was definitely never this cal

  • Fated to the Twin Alphas    32

    Calista “You look like hell. Are you okay?” she asked, eyes wide with concern.Why does she care? Why is she here?“I heard Lord Azazel roar a few hours ago. This is your room, isn’t it? I came to check on you.” Her voice was soft. Too soft. Her expression was genuinely concerned.Too genuine.My eyes flicked to the floor. Still spotless. The unnatural cleanness from earlier still rattled me.Did Ophelia clean it? Why? But Ophelia wasn’t looking at the floor. She was watching me."There's something different about her," Nyx snarled sniffing through my nose. Before I could speak—“529!” Madame Ysara’s voice cracked through the hallway like a whip.I flinched.She stood at the edge of the West Wing, arms folded, face void of emotion. I shut the door behind me, forgetting to lock it. My feet moved toward her on instinct. A sharp, sterile scent caught my nose the moment I drifted past Ophelia—faint, but unmistakably the trace of some harsh cleaning agent. When I glanced back, Ophelia

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