All Chapters of Twins’ Obsession: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

_Astrid’s POV_His hands on me felt so good. It felt like heaven and I couldn't think straight. Alpha Zarek was good at everything. The twins knew the parts of my body that could produce feelings I never even knew existed in them.A moan unknowingly slipped from my mouth as his hand brushed lightly across my throbbing clit.I couldn't see the expression on his face, but I could swear he was grinning like an idiot. His hand brushed over it again and I instantly knew he was doing it on purpose.Letting a man bath me? Goddess. How did I become so needy? Was it need? Or was it want?Zarek rubbed my clit again and another moan echoed in the bathroom. Embarrassment burned brighter on my face and I wanted nothing more than to hide my face somewhere in shame.“You're so responsive, Little rabbit." He quipped and before I could say something in return, he parted my legs and inserted two of his fingers into my cunt.“Zarek…”"Fuck, you're still so tight, Little rabbit,” He cooed and began to mo

_Astrid’s POV_Zarek carried me into the mall like I weighed nothing. I held onto his shirt tightly, my head tucked into his chest. Even though I couldn’t see anything, the smell of the place, new clothes, leather, and the sweetness of perfume, made my head spin a little.“We’re going to get you dressed properly, little rabbit,” Zarek grunted as he walked in.A part of me jumped excitedly, unable to remember the last time someone took me out for shopping.It felt different having them do the shopping for me. And I was happy.I heard Zade's hum beside Zarek, and I knew he was walking beside us, quiet like always. But he was the first to speak when we entered the first store.“What kind of dresses do you like, Astrid?” he asked me, his voice low and serious.My lips pulled in a firm line as I tried to recall the dresses I loved the most. The memory came so fast it almost knocked the air out of my chest, my mama, laughing, and spinning me around in a little yellow dress covered in flower

Two days later, the sun stayed lazily in the sky as Zade guided Astrid down the familiar path leading to the training ground. Her hand clutched his sleeve tightly, and the white bandages were still wrapped around her eyes, but the swelling had gone down. She was starting to heal, slowly but surely.Today, it was Zade who had helped her clean the wound. Astrid hadn’t asked about Zarek, but he hadn’t been around, and though she refused to admit it, it hurt more than she expected. She cared. Maybe too much. But she wasn’t about to show it.Since that night, she hadn’t smiled. She had barely even spoken unless it was necessary. Zade noticed it, of course, but he didn’t say anything. That wasn’t his way. He just hoped that maybe, through the training, she could let it out.The training ground was quiet except for the sounds of the wind blowing through the trees around them. Zade helped her stretch a little, corrected her stance, and started teaching her how to block attacks even without se

_Astrid’s POV_I don’t know what exactly I was thinking when I suggested karaoke. Maybe it was the way Zade and Zarek looked like they were both ready to bite someone’s head off. Or maybe it was the fact that, after everything that had happened, I just needed something normal. Something stupid and fun.And nothing says stupid fun like singing off-key in front of people who could easily rip you apart with their bare hands.Zade’s face when I suggested it was priceless.“I can’t sing,” he said immediately like I’d asked him to wrestle naked.I grinned up at him.The karaoke bar we ended up at wasn’t anything fancy. It smelled like stale beer and cheap cologne, and there were exactly seven people there, including the bartender who looked like he hadn’t slept in a long time.Perfect.We got a booth near the back. Zade sat stiffly like he was ready to jump out of his skin at any moment, and Zarek looked like he was planning fifty different ways to escape.I laughed to myself. This was alre

_Astrid’s POV_I should’ve stayed behind.That thought circled my head like a hawk as I sat stiffly in the back of the dark SUV. The leather seats were cold, but not as cold as my nerves. My palms were sweating, even though I kept them hidden inside my dress. The same dress I thought made me look badass when I left the pack house. Now, I just felt small.Zarek and Zade sat in front. Zade was behind the wheel, his face carved in stone like always, and Zarek was next to him, drumming his fingers on the dashboard to some beat only he could hear. Occasionally, they exchanged quick looks and short words I couldn’t hear over the engine. They were calm. Well, maybe this mission wasn't a deadly one. But I still couldn't help feeling fear crawl up my skin.I heard from my father one time of how he had gone to receive a shipment with a few people too, and a brutal war broke out. In a war that killed almost hundreds of people, he happened to be among the survivors. And I knew it was the same for