All Chapters of My Mate twin wants me: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Mina's POV"Stand still, Wilhelmina, you are making me look bad before the entire pack," my mother hissed, slapping my hand away from my skirt. "You have been stuffing your face all winter, and now the fabric is straining at the seams. Do you want Alpha Prince Alaric to think we cannot even manage our own household?"Her words were a brutal punch to my chest. I pulled my hands back, dropping my gaze to the floor of the dressing room."I didn't mean to, Mother," I whispered. "I just thought... tonight is the binding ceremony. I wanted everything to be perfect.""Then stop breathing so hard," she snapped, not even looking at me as she adjusted her own elegant collar. "Odalys is already down in the palace gardens. She looks like a vision. If you embarrass us tonight in front of the royal family, I will never forgive you."I swallowed the lump in my throat and followed her out into the cool night air. The Nyxmoor palace gardens were packed to the brim. Fire pits blazed at every corner, ca

Mina's POV"Put the knife down, Mina," the stranger murmured, stepping into the dim light of the cellar room. "You don't need a weapon against me. You never did."My hand shook, the silver blade glinting between us. I stared at his face, the sharp jawline, the dark hair falling into his eyes, and the sheer power radiating from his frame. He looked so much like Alaric that for a terrible second, my breath caught in my throat. But the warmth in his gaze, the slight tilt of his lips, and that familiar scent of cedarwood and rain belonged to someone else entirely."Rhydian?" The name left my lips in a breathless gasp."The very same," he said softly, closing the distance between us. He gently reached out, his warm fingers wrapping around my trembling wrist. He didn't force me, but the gentle pressure made me lower the dagger. "I came back the moment I heard.""You... you're supposed to be with the Ironhide pack," I stammered, my mind spinning into complete chaos. He had been sent away fiv

Mina's POV"Did you hear what the scouts brought back from the western ridge?" Marra whispered loudly, leaning across the supply crates toward Taran.I paused, my fingers hovering over the bundle of dried moon-grass I was sorting. The morning sun was just starting to pierce through the high windows of the packhouse kitchen, but the atmosphere inside was already freezing with tension."They say the Bloodcrest pack didn't just cross the line for hunting," Taran replied, dropping his voice as he looked around nervously. "They are tracking unusual wolf activity near our border. They have been running patterns, searching the perimeter like they are hunting down something... or someone, newly awakened.""Newly awakened?" Marra gasped, her eyes widening. "We haven't had a high-ranking wolf trigger an early shift in months. Who could they possibly be looking for?""I don't know, but the Alpha Council is panicking," Taran muttered, shaking his head. "They think a war is brewing. An unprotected

Mina's POV"Why are you standing there like you own the place, Omega?"I jumped slightly, pulling my hand back from the shelf of dried feverfew leaves. Alpha Alaric stood by the wooden archway of the healer's hut, his arms crossed over his chest. He didn't have that usual disgust twisted across his face. Instead, his dark eyes were locked on me, sharp and calculating."I am just organizing the dried herbs for Marra, Prince Alaric," I said quickly, keeping my head down and my voice flat.He didn't move away. Over the last two days, he kept showing up like this. Near the infirmary, near the training yard while I carried heavy water buckets, just standing in silence and watching every single move I made."You move too quietly for someone with no noble training," Alaric said, taking a slow step into the room. "It makes people suspicious.""I am trying not to disturb the wounded warriors, my lord," I answered, my fingers clutching the wooden bundle tighter.Before he could respond, Odalys

Rhydian's POV"Walk faster, Mina. We do not have all morning," I said, my voice intentionally flat as I led her through the dark stone corridor back toward the main packhouse.She kept her eyes glued to the floor, her small shoulders tight with tension as her boots clicked against the stone. "Are you going to report me to Alpha Alaric, Prince Rhydian?""I have not decided what to do with you yet," I replied, keeping two full paces of distance between us.Inside, my mind was spinning violently. Twin Moon. The diviner's words kept echoing in my head like heavy drums. Part of me wanted to pull her into my arms right there in the empty hallway, to wrap my scent around her and promise that no one in Nyxmoor would ever hurt her. But five years of brutal tactical training at Ironhide had drilled one rule into my blood: emotion makes a leader reckless.A discovery this massive would not just shock our elders. It would bring every hungry rival pack straight to Nyxmoor's front gate to slaughter