Twin Alphas' Redemption

~Lesley~I may be the heroine of my story, but I'm definitely so our of line from being the protagonist.Three hours later, my step brother smiles at me and tucks me to sleep. It was sure after midnight, and we were naked.He is two years younger to me, and I am without a mate in my pack, as old as twenty three years. And I have my urges.More than any other female wolf.I was born an alpha.You see, my father had the biggest frown over his charming features when he found out I was born into this world with a vagina, to a woman he loathed having as his paired. Oh, he loathed my mother. So much so that after she gave birth to me, he left her writhe in pain as she died holding me in her arms.I was suckling my first and last of my mother's breast milk while she was dead on the floor.That was how I was born to James Castell, my father. He has forced his name into my surname, because I apparently cannot be carrying his proper surname. Because I was born with a vagina.After my mother Mar

"Alpha Jean will be on his way back from a meeting soon, Lesley." I nod curtly at Roman, the beta. I could hear Jean speaking in professional terms with few of his lower ranks. I swear, everything about this man is sweet like honey.Their conversation stops with Jean entering inside, at the doorframe, all noises halt. Gentle footsteps of retreating werewolves made me smile and approach my mate."You're very happy to see me." He pats my head like I was his favorite puppy. The gentleness over affection has my heart melting continuously since morning. Like the said puppy he made me, I follow him towards the bed to lay down beside."Can I cuddle?" I ask him,"Cuddle?" I suppose he doesn't know the meaning of such a term. And I was under the impression that my stupid self lived under a rock. For twenty five years."Meaning...this." It was better to show him that explain. Bringing my leg over his stomach, he instantly wraps his arm around my thigh as I couldn't help but laugh."It's not tha

Gasps fill the air around me. Before anyone else could see me in my prime attire, the one which made me shed a tear of happiness from my right eye, I wanted Jean to be the first person to see me. With nervous steps, I walk back into the room. My heart is pounding so loud and hard in my chest. I can feel the vibrations over my throat.There was something magical with this attire. It's making me feel like the most prestigious, entitled woman on earth.Looking up, I see Jean in a discussion with someone."No one should look at me." I utter quickly, Jean lifts his head up. His back was facing me, he was in a traditional outfit as well."Jean...Turn around." I command the person, rest all of them having their heads down to their feet. I watch Jean slowly turn around, his bare back filled with some dust for the festival. White and grey, it was. His body below the waist was covered in indigo clothing, symbolizing the sky with the moon.Upon my mate turning around, my smile gradually increase

Creeping up behind me, the voice speaks which made me feel every kind of disgust run through my veins."Good to know we were blessed with another Luna for our...pack.""This isn't a pack. Who are you?" Chuckling, the male moves away from my neck with a blade like a bracelet over his wrist. It was out and ready, to strike me as if I was perceived threat.I wasn't that much of a fool."They call me the beta of this pack, but you can call me Victor. Hanzel Victor.""From your accent, you seem Russian.""German. Alpha rescued me from The Berlin Attack." I furrowed my eyebrows hard."So you are one of those celebrated survivors of war. How was it?""Painful. Regretful. Everything in a diction that describes a war." My furrowed eyebrows convey a lot more messages than usual."What were you forced to sacrifice...?"It is in a woman's nature to worry and ask questions. I didn't know why I didn't refrain myself from asking. It could build a whole new relationship between the beta and me, if no

Coming back to my room, I couldn't stop thinking about his words.'My rut seems to be very close to the date.'The hell am I supposed to do for his rut? I couldn't spread my legs for him even if he's my mate. Lest my real mate's elder twin brother. I can't do this to myself, but I seriously want to attend the party as well.It's fun, a little.To be with Jacob Bloodmond that is.There is no structure nor rules to be followed in this household. The building is just a showcase and cover up for all the regal things that go on inside. For example, there are chalk and metal stains all over the stone walls of the pack house. It's so very dark inside, especially with grey stone tiles.Suddenly, I hear screams.Rushing to what seems to be the basement, I see the man's actual form."What the fuck are you doing...?" Flipping his hair backwards, Jacob turns around. Pointing the blade to me, which looked stained with red, he spoke,"This is called extraction of information, Lesley. Why don't you