บททั้งหมดของ My Possessive Alpha Twins For Mate: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

Sophia’s POVI wiped my forehead with a napkin, grimacing at the ridiculous amount of flour covering my clothes. The bakery uniform, a pink and white ensemble, matched the shop's interior. Even Bryan wore it, donning the pink and white apron as if it were the latest fashion trend. Surprisingly, he never complained about the uniform.The outfit consisted of a white shirt with "Bia's Bakery" stitched in gold thread, jeans, and a pink and white apron. As I walked, small puffs of flour rose from my messy uniform. Within three hours, I was already coated in a thin layer of sweat from the hot ovens and constant running around.Despite the heat, I was having the time of my life.For those few hours, I didn't have to face Lauren, Darren, or Sebastian. I almost forgot what I was—a werewolf. My limbs ached as I followed Bia from station to station. Chocolate éclairs, bear claws, extravagant cupcakes, and cannoli sat on silver prep trays.Bia taught me the basics, and somehow, I retained the informati

Sophia’s POV One Week LaterI had somehow managed to survive the week. Not only was I baking on my own, but Bia also let me create some new desserts myself. I experimented with puff pastry, sugar icing, and fresh fruit. Some things turned out better than others, but Bia had a knack for selling. Bryan was supportive as always, though his sarcastic commentary never ceased. The moment he tasted the chocolate croissants I made, he was hooked.While Bia had known my real name for a week, she never pushed me for more. Bryan took my sudden name change with a shrug and a lopsided grin, saying he liked Sophia more than Sarah. Initially, I just listened to their jokes and bickering, but now I was joining in. Each night I left the store, I smelled like roasted cinnamon and freshly baked puff pastry. I couldn't imagine a better smell—well, I could think of one, but I refused to dwell on my life before this little town.Countless nights I dreamed of the twins searching frantically for me. Each morning

For a moment, I convinced myself I was at home with my Grandma. The smell of soup filled the air, thick with garlic, thyme, and oregano. The rich tomato aroma wrapped around me, evoking a sense of comfort and security. My Grandma's humming drifted from the kitchen into the living room, where I lay on the couch. The lingering heat of the California air warmed my skin, soothing my aching muscles.When I finally mustered the strength to open my eyes, I realized how wrong I was. I wasn't in California, and my Grandma was dead. The peaceful humming was coming from an old woman, her hair white as snow. She stood in the kitchen, stirring something in a large iron pot. Thewarmth dancing along my skin came from a crackling fire just a few feet in front of me.Horror washed over me as I remembered that I had been found naked, now dressed in a long nightgown with a thick quilt smelling of lavender and herbs placed over me. I watched in stunned silence as the old woman ladled soup into a large bowl

My heart sputtered in my chest as I realized Marcella had meant for the three of us to share a room. Even after accepting Ethan and Kieran as my mates, the thought of sharing a bed with them made me horribly nervous.It took a few deep breaths for me to realize I wasn't sure I wanted to sleep alone. I could feel the twins’ relief as they came to the same realization, knowing they felt the same. My week away from them had felt like years, though they seemed to have suffered worse than I did. I wondered if I’d ever forgive myself for leaving them, even if they managed to forgive me first.The room was filled with an uncomfortable silence as Ethan and Kieran’s dark eyes settled on my face. The air was thick with tension and longing. I opened my mouth and then closed it, realizing nothing I said would excuse my actions. A large bed sat against the wall, a maroon quilt draped over the top. I was thankful for the size of the bed, as sleeping with two large males would have proved difficult fo

"Josh?""Another friend from town?" Ethan asked, his gaze fixed on Josh who hadn't noticed us yet."No," I shook my head, unease creeping into my voice. "I met him on the bus leaving town. He said he was coming from Florida, heading to Virginia. I wonder what he's doing here.""This is quite a detour from Virginia," Ethan grunted, narrowing his eyes.Suddenly, a gust of wind shifted, tousling Josh's short hair. His scent hit me like a punch, and I wondered how I hadn't recognized it sooner."Josh—he was one of the guys who tried to kidnap me." My words set things in motion.Josh's head snapped up, surprise flickering across his face as our eyes met.Before I could blink, Kieran dashed across the street, moving faster than I thought possible. Josh spun around, his cellphone clattering to the ground as he bolted through a crowd of tourists. Kieran plowed through the people, sending them scattering onto the grass and road.My heart pounded as they disappeared into the crowd, heading toward the de