Chapter 4

“I don’t know your names,” Anastasia piped up, “I only know that you are the Sinclair twins. Nothing else.”

They stopped sniffing her, “You don’t?” Their expressions were identical looking in confusion. Anastasia had to stifle the urge to laugh. How were they so similar yet so different?

“Yeah.”

“I am Lionel but call me Leo,” said the leader, “I am the elder, that is my brother Logan.”

“Okay,” Anastasia breathed. “Leo and Logan .”

She felt a soft kiss on her left cheek. “I love hearing my name on your tongue,” said Leo. Hands travelled further down near her buttocks. She was jolted out of the blissful dream

“Are you claiming me tonight,” Anastasia said anxiously, suddenly realizing that she was in bed with two half-naked alphas. She was still very scared about that. “I have never taken a knot, let alone two. Will you bite me tonight? Will I get bred?” Her voice became higher pitched from worry, scent souring . She didn't want to be mounted, she ran away specifically because of that. If they tried to mount her, she wouldn’t be able to fight, they could keep her pinned with just one arm.

“Calm down,” said Leo, stroking her hair softly. “We won’t do that tonight.”

“You will only get knotted when you have your first heat with us,” Logan spoke for the first time, voice rough, “we will mark you during the ceremony in one week.”

“I haven’t had my first heat yet,” Anastasia bit her lip. That was something else she was scared about. First heats are intense and scary, one of the reasons why mating was supposed to be done early. First heat sex was always the best for the alpha.

“You just presented?” Logan asked, his face lifted up to stare at him in shock.

“That explains why we felt empty for so long,” Leo hummed thoughtfully. “Two weeks ago the bond suddenly felt more alive. We thought it was a sign that we will meet you soon. Turns out it was just you presenting and finally feeling the bond.”

“So your heat is a month and a half away” Logan stated. He growled lowly and nipped at Anastasia’s ear, causing her to let out a meowl. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”

“Calm down Logan,” reprimanded Leo, “she is still a pup. Our mate needs more care than we thought.”

Anastasia’s scent sweetened at the word Mate. She liked the sound of that. “Only the best,” Logan agreed, nose flaring at the scent change.

“There is still a lot we need to know about you,” Leo said, his face now more serious. Anastasia turned to look at him, slightly taken aback by how good he looked up close. Her omega was dying. The eyes were so captivating, and his lips were perfectly shaped. Even his nose was perfect. How did he manage to bag two of these otherworldly alphas?

“Your hair,” Logan said simply. He clearly wasn’t a man of many words.

“I am a white wolf as you can tell,” Anastasia nervously explained. “All I know is that I am very fertile and can heal faster than most.”

Leo nodded, “so I'm guessing you didn't get told much about your kind.”

“No, only my mother and brother knew. I only got told to hide. I kept my head shaved or short most of my time and the same with my body. I always wore a scarf. There was this herb dye I used a couple of times for my hair but it would wash out after a few baths and made me smell a little odd so I just kept hiding inside.”

“You are never going to need to hide from now on,” Logan brushed her hair out of her face, “so pretty.”

“Pure whites are oddities that’s why they are very rare. They are born only when the moon blesses the child” Leo started narrating. It was clear who the scholar was. “Your fertility rates are very high and you produce healthy pups. You will age slowly, so your beauty will last. You also have the power to heal not just your mates but anyone with your tears or saliva. Even your slick has medicinal properties. Very tasty.”

Anastasia pondered on all this, she didn't know half of that.

Leo carried on.“Your hair is rare too, clearly. Every lock is priceless darling, you should grow it out and let it shine.”

Anastasia nodded eagerly at that. She had always wanted long hair like the other omegas around her. Now she finally had the chance to do just that. It was at that moment that her stomach started to growl. She hid her face in her hands in embarrassment as two identical chuckles resounded above her.

“I’ll go get some food. Logan, be gentle,” Leo exited the room, leaving Anastasia with the other alpha. Logan stood up and lifted Anastasia up into his arms and across the room. She squealed at the action, never being manhandled like this so often. She was gently placed on a seat in the small dining area of the quarters.

Food was brought out alongside Leo as both alphas sat next to her. Anastasia peered at the different meals curiously. Her pack tended to eat simpler dishes, these were more rich and vibrant.

“Eat, my sun. We want you to be healthy,” Leo murmured calmly directly into her ear, so she did just that. She didn't speak to the alphas for the duration of the meal, choosing to explore the different foods instead. From the way they were glancing at each other, they were having their own silent conversation.

“Time to bathe,” Logan’s rough voice filtered through her ears as he rested back against the chair.

“I had one yesterday though,” she argued quietly, still uncertain around the alphas. She didn't know how to properly act around them, in her old pack omegas could never defy an alpha.

“You need to freshen up though, today was hot, and you can bath everyday here keeps your scent Fresh” and she was being lifted up and moved around. She would usually kick and make a fuss about being handled like that but she liked the feeling. It didn't seem malicious, it was caring more than anything. The way she was being touched was so gentle.

Anastasia nodded and she let herself be carried by Logan again, it was a weird feeling but she liked the attention. She wasn't sure if this was a custom done by alphas in this pack but she didn’t mind. She liked the feeling of the broad chest and strong arms on her, it was more contact then she had in years. The alpha was great, especially when he didn't talk.

She panicked again when they got into the prepared bath and realized that the alphas were just sitting there, looking at her expectantly.

“Are we bathing together,” she asked apprehensively, already scared. She was really shy about her body, it wasn't something she ever felt comfortable flaunting about.

Logan looked like he was about to say something when Leo grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the room, sensing his discomfort.

“Let us know if you need anything,” she heard as the door shut. Anastasia calmed herself and shed the layers she was wearing . Showing her skin was something she just couldn't bear to do. The bath looked so inviting and smelled amazing. She rarely had such luxuries.

Her muscles immediately relaxed as she laid down, relishing the heat for a moment. Anastasia snapped her eyes open and started to cleanse herself after, deciding that finishing the bath quickly would be a good idea.

When she got out after a while, Anastasia spent extra time drying and pampering her hair and skin with different oils. She never got to do that either. She had to take baths in the river or in the winter just wipe her body down daily with soap and water. She felt giddy as she lathered herself in the different creams, skin feeling so moisturized at the end.

Anastasia tip-toed back into the room, to see the alphas lounging on the bed waiting for her .she fidgeted nervously, unsure if she should jump in or wait for permission. They did everything different here. Logan beckoned for her, so she complied, slotting herself between them like before. Hands immediately started grabbing at her, scenting her. The touches felt so warm and comforting, it was nothing like the random sleazy pokes he would get from older alphas.

She submitted immediately, body losing control to the alphas, her omega wasn't helping either. All the fighting she would do if it was other alphas left her when she was with these two, everything felt too perfect. She heard a growl somewhere above her as teeth grazed over her scent gland, mouthing over where she would get bitten.

She closed her eyes and succumbed to their touches, they weren’t unkind, never unkind. She fell asleep almost immediately to the soothing haze their scents put her in, chocolate, sea salt and fresh

pastries floating around in the air.