All Chapters of The Lycans Twins Hidden Mate: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

Alina's pov“Heavens.” I mumbled as I looked at the sky.The sun had just begun sending thin rays of golden light across the forest as I walked on the path leading to my parents' graves. Even till today, I felt a hollow ache in my chest, and their absence pressed on me like a weight that could never be escaped. The war had taken them away and left me stuck in this pack ruled by my sadistic younger stepbrother.Damon.I slowed down as I moved toward a small clearing where their graves lay. Over the years, the earth had settled unevenly, and the stone markers bore the marks of weather and time.I knelt carefully, trembling fingers brushing away fallen petal leaves. "I miss you," I whispered, my voice cracking. "It has been years, years, and yet it still feels like yesterday. I so wish you were here to see what is happening. I wish you could fix it. I wish you could come back and save the pack. We are all suffering without you father."I pressed my palm against the rough stone, feeling

Alina's POV. The dungeon refused to let me sleep. The stone floor was cold and rough, heavy with the weight of the unyielding cold biting into my skin whenever I tried to shift my weight to a more comfortable position. The air was damp, heavy, and full of the smells of mold and old blood. Every sound echoed-dripping water, distant footsteps, and the slow scrape of rats searching for food. But none of it kept me from sleep. What held my eyes open throughout the night was Damon voice in my mind. If you don’t go to them, you’ll die here. All I have to do is say the word. He said it seriously. He would really do it. A part of me hoped, foolishly, that Damon still had some drop of humanity, something that could make him think twice before completely destroying me. But it was clear the moment they shoved me into the cell: Damon didn’t consider me family, hell, he didn’t even consider me a person. I was a problem. A burden. A tool. And tools didn’t get mercy. Outside my cell,

Alina's POV My fingers fumbled with the laces of my dress. The dress loosened and slid down my shoulders. The cool air touched my skin and made my nipples point. I pushed the fabric that held my breasts, feeling them bounce free as I did. The twins didn't move or say anything, just stared. Heat flooded my face, but I kept going. The dress pooled at my feet, leaving me in just my thin undergarments. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband and pulled them down, stepping out naked. My vagina felt naked, a very well-groomed patch of hair above it. I crossed my arms over my chest to hide, but I could feel their eyes burning into me. Kael stood first, taller than I am, throwing a shadow. He was already shirtless, a broad, muscular chest. Kaden followed, just like Kael. They walked toward me slowly, almost like predators. I felt my heart pounding. 'Please, don't.' I whispered, but they just ignored it. Kael grabbed me by the wrist, gentle but firm, pulling my arm straight away. Kaden took t

Alina’s POV Someone was watching me. I felt it before I saw anything, a prickle at the base of my neck that wouldn’t go away. The kind of attention that pressed into your skin even when you tried pretending you didn’t notice. I tugged the robe tighter around my chest, swallowing against the knot in my throat as I stepped into the hallway. Kaden walked on my left. Kael on my right. And no matter how much I tried, I could not relax. Every step felt like walking through a world I did not belong in. Too clean. Too bright. Too full of people who wanted me gone. The twins moved with purpose, their shoulders squared, their steps silent. My heart hammered like it was trying to escape my ribs. My mind kept flashing back to the bed sheets. To Cassandra’s face when she saw them. To the way she looked at Kaden. The flicker. The hurt. Was it my fault. No. Yes.

Alina’s POVThe first thing I felt was heat. Not from the sun. Not from the courtyard torches. It came from the people staring at me like I was something dangerous wrapped in fragile skin. A creature they wanted to inspect. Probe. Break open to see what spilled out.Every breath scraped my throat raw.Keep walking.Keep walking.Keep walking.But my legs didn’t feel like they belonged to me anymore. They felt borrowed. Shaky. Ready to fold the second I lost focus.The twins walked beside me. Kael on the right, Kaden on the left. Their presence felt like walls closing around me, not trapping me but shielding me. The air shifted when they moved. Guards straightened. Council members fixed their robes. The courtyard fell into a hush that crawled up my spine.And Cassandra stood at the center of it all.Her hair gleamed like spun gold in the sunlight. Her eyes were wide and innocent, too innocent, the kind of innocent a fox wears walking into a henhouse. Her hands folded neatly in front of