Lahat ng Kabanata ng Taming the Alpha Twins: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Helena Harris was doing what she did every time to make sure her pack had what they needed. Whether it was a cup of tea for old Mrs. Danielson, mediation for the Grimes brothers, or help with meal prep for young Angel Horton, who’d just given birth to a pup. Nathan Graden, the pack’s Beta, found her hanging laundry close to the pack house. His grey hair tussled with the wind, resisting the eventual truth that he was losing it. Something odd in a wolf shifter at any age and something he was sensitive about. He came to a stop before her petite form. Helena looked up at him tiredly. She wore her chestnut hair up in a messy bun at the base of her neck. “Hi, Nathan. What do you need?” She sighed and reminded herself this was her father’s most trusted and loyal friend on the earth. As the Alpha of the Black Dane Pack. Helena’s father, Vincent Harris, controlled it for over forty years. Even after her mother passed two years prior, he stood strong against anyone

Brian stood there between her and three rough looking, unknown wolves. Helena didn’t recognize any of these wolves' markings that disturbed her greatly because she could only hear her father’s warnings about her being kidnapped. Even their scent was foreign to her, and that terrified her. Because she didn’t, they come from? How did they get into their territory without tripping the security? Brian was in obvious danger, yet he wouldn’t give her room to shift into her own wolf. His wolf’s form dwarfed the other three wolves visibly. When did he get so large? She didn’t remember him being so large? White yes, she remembered that. Brian was white and Chris was black. They were like yin and yang. When his size registered with these wolves, they paused for several heartbeats. She gathered the wolves believed their numbers were superior, because then fur flew as the four wolves met in a violent tangle of claws, teeth, and fur within the tight space of the corridor. Brian had space to move

Helena and Jillian stood watching the fire for what felt like hours. The entire pack and guests came to honour her father. They’d left long ago. Helena knew she couldn’t shed any more tears. “What are we going to do? He’s supposed to choose which of the St. James were to lead. Without Nathan here, there’s no clear leadership.” Jillian said, wiping her eyes with a tissue. “I honestly don’t know. I don’t believe I’ll sleep until I do. For all I know, someone here plans to take over. It’s not safe here for me, and I can’t see it ever being safe again.” “I guess you have two choices. Abandon the pack, or put yourself at the mercy of whatever is decided.” Jillian wasn’t joking about the situation. Helena came to this conclusion hours ago. Helena knew she’d need to choose one of three options. Run away, dishonouring herself and her pack. Leaving them without leadership. Effectively disbanding the pack and giving up her family’s legacy. Finally, leaving

             Brian got back to the packhouse and found a text message from Chris. Of course, it’s his job to deal with all the little things. If he would have to do the footwork, why shouldn’t he become the Alpha? He’s walking the walk. Chris just talked the talk.             They’d searched the region again despite that. No one found any clues to what happened to Nathan or where the attackers fled to. Brian’s nerves frayed as his annoyance with his failure to find anything grew. Now, he needed to drop everything to find out who was at the gate. He’d only called in a few people on the list Chris gave him and gave them jobs to do before they arrived here. Brian couldn’t believe they’d accomplished them in this short of time.             Brian d

             The two men changed places. Chris now stroking his member before her eyes. It twitched before her eyes, his interest slowly returning. Brian took her attention momentarily as his hardness sank into her needy heat.             Crying out at the welcome invasion, she impaled herself completely on Brian. Chris stepped forward and took her breasts in his hands. He toyed harshly with them.