Fated To My Twin Brother のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 10

Winter’s P.O.V. Did I just win? The thought echoed in my mind as I walked toward my locker, still buzzing from the announcement. I had been crowned Miss Eastwood 2024—me, Winter, the new girl who had only transferred here a few months ago. The reality of it hadn’t fully sunk in yet. I did it. I beat Marah, I thought, a smile tugging at my lips. The look on her face when they placed that crown on my head was priceless. Every snide comment and cold shoulder she had thrown my way was wiped clean in that one moment. But it wasn’t until I reached my locker that I felt the need to pinch myself. Eastwood University was a new world—new people, new struggles, and of course, Marah, the queen bee. From the moment I stepped onto this campus, she saw me as a threat. And now, I had proven her right. I wasn’t just another girl to be pushed aside. It was Winter, and I was here to stay. Ever since I was little, my mom always e

Early morning rays struggled through the trees as Alpha Alph, along with his friends, emerged from a thick forest, carrying Winter's unconscious form toward their pack's territory. The pack members in the clearing fell silent at the sight of their Alpha approaching them with the injured woman. Whispers of concern and curiosity rippled through the crowd while their eyes followed the procession in a mixture of awe and apprehension. Alph's face was set in a determined mold as he carefully carried Winter towards the pack's main dwelling-a huge, rustic structure built with the traditional craftsmanship of their kind. The air was heavy with fresh pine and earth, comforting compared to the dark woods they had left. The pack's healer, an elderly woman with sharp eyes and a kind face, was already waiting. "Trevor, fetch the healer," Alph instructed an undercurrent of urgency threaded in his tone. Trevor responded quickly, all but running as he ye

Hannah P.O.V Tonight was supposed to be the beginning: of my new life. I wore a simple white dress and stood clutching the smallest bouquet, with the weight of the moment settling over me. "Victor," I breathed low, my voice mere nothing as I gazed at the minuscule gathering before me. His family was all there, his mom, dad, and uncle. My heart leaped with the excitement of finally marrying the man I love. We had chosen a quiet, way out from the packs ruling within Hampton's door. It was supposed to be safe here, safe from that world's dangers, living among humans where we could just. Exist. As I looked up, a smile crept onto my lips as I saw Victor stand up at the altar, waiting for me. He seemed so perfect, full of surety regarding everything. For the first time in a long while, I could see peace hold any chances. Our ceremony was simple yet stunningly beautiful: no politics, no wars—just us, and love. But the thump of heavy paws in the distance made my spine ting

Hannah's P.O.V ---- I gasped letting in the cool night air, stepping out of the mansion. The celebration was over; the grandeur faded away into the quiet hum of the crickets and the distant sound of the sea. I rested my weight on the marble railing and looked out to the yellow moon glowing above. Everything felt surreal, like a dream I couldn't wake up from. My eyes drifted back toward the mansion-the place I was meant to call home. How could it feel like home when I barely recognize myself anymore? The laughter and chatter that had pervaded the earlier moments seemed now just echoes in my mind. The questions swarmed in my mind like bees: Who was that girl before all of this? What kind of girl was she? And why were my memories of those pieces stuck in the past, locked away, unwilling to reveal? Every time I saw Hadzen, something inside me stirred. This was a mixture of fear and curiosity and something else that I could not understand. He is my brother; yet somehow,

Hannah's P.O.V I opened my eyes, arms stretching towards the air, feeling some weird mix of tension and lethargy. At least so it was during the morning when bright sunlight continued toward my window. My memories were still vague. I didn't remember falling asleep last night. The chamomile tea Mom had given me to help with the persistent headaches had worked, but I was still groggy. I could vaguely remember her saying in my head, You have to go to Hampton University today, Hannah. It's time you caught up on all you've missed. Thinking back to a life I couldn't remember either stirred up uneasy thoughts in me. As I grabbed my towel, I fled into the bathroom, hoping that a shower might wash away some of the nervous energy from my veins. As I stood beneath the flow of water, I reached up and ran my fingers through my long hair-it was nearly waist-length by now. "I need a cut," I could see myself saying aloud as I looked in the mirror, its surface foggy. My hair was growing