All Chapters of Twin Mates for The Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Mike returned with my clothes and helped me get dressed, it was really unnerving to not be able to do things for myself. I was thankful for my sweet mate, who was handling all of this so well given the circumstances. I wished we could talk about how he was feeling more, but first things first, we needed to see why I was blind. Then, maybe we could talk about the past few days of whirlwind activity and discovery, because I was in a mental mindfuck and I was fairly sure he was too despite his cool demeanor. If he wasn't shook up then we had major problems given what had happened to him, that whole your dad is dead, you and your brother are in prison, your mate is an Alpha of the pack you attacked, oh and also your brother's mate. Yeah, we needed to talk, just to get in the same headspace. What a way to start out with him.     I was settled onto the couch in the living room, Mike nex

Elder....What was an elder doing here?! Elders were extremely old and wise wolves, for some reason the Gods had allowed certain wolves to live centuries longer than most. I don't mean 100 years old, more like 300 to 500 years old. These wolves were blessed by the Earth Goddess, the Moon God and Sun God. How a wolf discovered they were to be an elder was something that was shrouded in mystery, only those who became elders knew. Once an elder was identified they were sent to live at the temple of elders, and it was considered a great honor to become an elder. Typically an elder was identified before a mate was found, and sometimes elders were mated with other elders. One thing was certain, elders were infertile. The Gods blessed them with long lifespans in order to gain wisdom and advise the packs, as well as function as the Gods messengers. I had never seen one, and apparently wouldn't see this one either thanks to my predicament. However I could smell

I heard a communal intake of breath from the room, a sharp, quick noise. Dr. Todd made a humming sound under her breath, half question half confusion.    "What...What is it?" I did not even try to hide the concern in my voice.    "Your eye. Well, your right eye. It's completely white. Your other one is still blue green, as before. CiCi, what happened? What did you see?" She was asking gently, but I could feel the tension in the room. Of course, I had basically launched myself into the air, snapping in two and had some insane amounts of power coursing through me. What did they see I wondered.    "It was the Earth goddess" I said quietly. "She told me I had to..." I dropped off. Well, wasn't this awkward? I would have to explain to the group that I had to

Now that the chicken poo had been cleaned up, and we had gotten our giggles out we still needed to get down to business. CeCelia had been laughing so much she had been snorting as I described in detail exactly what had happened with the devil of a drumstick. Finally satisfied with my clean up job I washed my hands and sat back down next to her.“I guess we should continue” I purred, cupping her cheek and gently kissing her. She made a noise of assent and nipped at my lower lip. Her arms snaked around my neck, she was warm and soft, smelled of freshness and cinnamon. My lips traveled lower to her neck, peppering kisses there and one of my hands traveled upward to her breast. She was something else, even with her sight gone the instinct of a mate was a strong one. Her kisses deepened and I felt myself growing hard against her leg, she smiled wickedly.

The weeks had flown by, Zach and Mike had sort of settled into a weird rhythm with me. While they each had their own rooms within the packhouse they often spent many nights with me, of course never at the same time. They would alternate or do days in a row; whatever they had worked out between them it was fine with me as I got plenty of time with them both. And when I said plenty of time I meant it, plenty of time in and out of clothes; I had never been so well loved and sexed in my life. Both with extremely different styles. Zach was dark, demanding, and rough, Mike tender and sweet but no less relentless. I had found that as of late, and mostly due to them I was sleeping harder and longer; something I welcomed. Things had sort of normalized within the pack, things had been mostly repaired, or at least in a functional sense. The newer members had become more and more comfortable in their roles, their hesitation long gone by this point. My dad had fin