The Alpha Twins; My Mates

They gaped at me in shock, their beautiful faces contorting into scowls as reality sank in—I was a mate to one of them. Hayes and Zylon didn't just dislike me. They often taunted me, calling me acne, twig, weak, and using mean names. Their cruel laughter still echoed in my mind. "Mate," I whispered, my voice trembling as my fingers fidgeted at my sides. Hayes was the first to emerge from his stupor, a devilish smirk spreading across his lips, making my skin crawl with unease. "We share a mate, brother," he said, his rough voice oozing contempt as he stalked toward me. Every step of his was swift and graceful yet heavy with menace. Zylon remained rooted in place, his piercing blue eyes, usually so cold and sad, locked onto me. I could have sworn there was a flicker of sadness in them, a haunting contrast to the disdainful expressions of his brother. Without warning, Hayes connected his grip on my shoulder, his nails digging painfully into my skin, and shoved me against the cold, unyie

I went to the closet with my grandma to pack my bags. I packed light since I wouldn't be staying there for a long time. Henry and Kyle looked devastated to see me leave, but they promised they'd visit me soon. They each hugged me tightly and opened the car door for me. Ael and Beth called to check on me during my car ride to the Onxy Moon pack. We have kept in touch for these five years, and we are still good friends. When my family came to visit me monthly, they did too. "How dear feel deary," My grandpa asks. "I'm sad," "Your Dad is in a better place, reunited with your mom," he said with a smile. I nodded. He was right. Dad was with Mom now. As we approached the pack gates, anticipation bubbled in my stomach, and I felt nervous. I had to remind myself that I was no longer constantly weak. I wouldn't let anyone bully me or talk down to me. I was a chosen warrior wolf, a once-in-a-generation blessed. I was my father's true daughter. 'Hayes and Zylon will be there. They ar

" Ruby?" I closed my eyes and turned to face him, gathering all my strength. I schooled my face and heart to be cold, " What?" Dick. I want to add something, but I don't because he is still my Alpha. " What are you doing here?" he asked. " None of your business. Why did you call me?" " Can we talk?" " I already told your office that my brother will accept my father's award, not me," I informed sternly. My father was receiving humanitarian and military awards presented by the alphas tonight. " You know that's not it," his voice was soft. I shrug, " I don't want to speak with you about anything." " We are mates," " And you made it clear where you stand in that bond, and I accepted that. Leave me alone, asshole," I responded and entered the cafe. I tried to take my mind off Zylon, but his face and sad eyes rushed to the front of my mind. He looked so bleak. Well, everything about him has always been melancholy. Ael and Beth walked into the cafe. I smiled, standing up to hug th

Oh shit. Hayes's anger radiated from him in waves, a palpable tension that filled the air like an electric charge. He lunged at Henry, a blur of fury and muscle. He punched him a few times, but Henry reflexively pushed him away. The two alphas glared at each other, low growls emanating from their throats as they circled one another like predators sizing up their prey. "Stop it!" I interjected, stepping between them. My heart was pounding as I glared at Hayes. His jaw was tight, and his fists were clenched like stones at his sides. "Why the hell are you attacking my guest?" I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through me. "He was kissing you!" Hayes growled, his eyes blazing with jealousy. "So?" I shot back defiantly, crossing my arms tightly across my chest. "He's not allowed to kiss you because you don't belong to him. You belong to us!" he yelled, his voice ringing out with authority that drew the attention of a few curious servants nearb

"Good evening, Alphas," I greeted, ensuring my voice was steady and my emotions kept at bay. They were silent. The atmosphere was thick with tension. With a glance, I caught Henry's eye. He seemed to find the situation amusing. "Henry, can we leave now? I could use some fresh air," He didn't wait to be told twice. The waiter rushed to us as though he had been on standby all along. Henry paid, and as I turned to leave, a hand grabbed my elbow and sparks shot through my skin. Zylon was holding me. My heart just knew it was him, and so did my wolf. I whipped my head to him in anger, but the look on his face rendered me speechless momentarily. So raw, and sad... Very sad. His eyes were sad, too. "Don't touch me," I muttered. I hated the slight tremble in my voice. I yanked my arm from his grasp. His hold wasn't tight. "You're playing with fire, you know that, right?" Hayes remarked, his voice filled with a dangerous undertone. "I like the burn," I whispered defiantly, intertwining