Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Twin Alpha's forbidden Mate: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 5

KaelThe music pulsed through the halls of the Moonlight Packhouse, a vibrant melody of celebration. Laughter and chatter echoed from every corner, mingling with the scents of roasted meats and freshly baked bread that filled the air. Tonight marked the annual mating ceremony, a sacred event under the Moon Goddess’s blessing.None of it mattered to me.I gripped the balcony railing, my claws digging into the polished wood. Below me, the packhouse thrived with life, wolves swaying to music, their faces aglow with joy and anticipation. Each one hoping to find the mate destined to complete them.I should have been one of them.Years had passed since I first stepped into this ceremony, searching for the one the Moon Goddess had created for me. And every year, I left mateless. The hope I once carried had long since turned to bitterness.The thought of enduring yet another fruitless night gnawed at me.Zane’s absence weighed heavily, though I’d never admit it. My twin had left days ago to l

Amelia The first light of dawn broke through the trees, painting the forest in soft gold and pink. I stood still, my chest rising and falling with unsteady breaths as I watched the shadows retreat before the sun's gentle warmth. For a moment the world seemed at peace, as if the chaos of the night had been nothing but a bad dream. But as the sun climbed higher, it's warmth reaching my skin, the weight in my chest grew heavier. Each step away from the Packhouse seemed to strip another layer from me. The pull of the mate bond didn't diminish as I distanced myself; if anything, it grew stronger, like a chain around my heart, tightening with each heart beat. I wasn't a complete wolf, I was half siren. My blood was thick with the blood of my siren lineage. I grew up with sirens, I ate with them, I laughed with them. There was no way I could ever fit in as the Luna of Moonlight pack, After all, they despised us sirens , the hatred going on between the two creatures for generations. It w

Amelia The forest stretched endlessly before me, the shadows thickening with each passing minute. Twisted branches clawed at the sky like skeletal fingers, their jagged silhouettes illuminated by a pale, reluctant moon. The weight of banishment pressed heavily on my chest, a constant ache that made it hard to breathe. I stumbled over a root, catching myself against the rough bark of a tree. My breaths came in shallow gasps, my lungs burning from the effort of running. I wasn’t sure how far I had gone, only that every step put more distance between me and the life I’d lost. The packhouse, my home for as long as I could remember, was gone. Kael’s voice echoed in my mind, a relentless reminder of my exile. “For the safety of the pack, you are hereby banished.” Tears streamed down my face, hot and unrelenting. I wiped at them furiously, frustration bubbling alongside my grief. How could they do this? The night was eerily silent, broken only by the crunch of leaves beneath my boot