Alpha Twins Regret After Choosing Stepsister Novels & Stories

“There’s no way I’d ever forget a gold digger like this,” I muttered inwardly as I stared at the girl standing before me. The same girl I’d been angry at myself for saving last night, the one who ruined my favorite shirt, was now being introduced as my stepsister? What kind of twisted hell was today trying to put me through? An alpha from another pack arrived and my father immediately excused himself with his new mate, the gold digger, to go welcome them.

Looking back from where I began, I would never had predicted the life that I had now. I was the last child of my parents, I was never meant to be Alpha, it should had been my eldest brother, but he died. I took this position because I wanted revenge, nothing more. I never thought I would made a good Alpha. I didn't have the interest of the people at heart. I just wanted revenge.

And Antonio, who was perceptive about most things, had been completely, catastrophically blind to it. "He'll come to his senses," my mother said from her chair. "He publicly cancelled our claiming ceremony," I said. My voice came out flat. "In front of every senior pack family in the region. In front of three visiting Alphas. He sent trackers after his legally dissolved wife ten minutes after she walked out the door." I turned from the window. "Does that sound like someone in the process of coming to his senses?" My mother's expression was careful. "The bond—"

After robbing us, they only left us in the road, grieving to the lost hope of living our dream. Alpha Nicholas eyes flickers with anger that burned me from behind. Fear flowed through my body, reluctant to turn around and meet his gaze. We never really talked about it. But it feels like after that ceremony, we are really building up our excuses to avoid each other. Alpha Antonio, his twin, wasn’t on the pack, he wasn’t with us either. It seems like he was travelling around, oozing his mind with thoughts and theory. The last thing that I had heard about him was at the last minute, he turned his back on his father and chose to be me. To be my mate and be in our trio mate.

The moonlight spilled through the tall windows, casting silver shadows across the floor. I stared at his chest rising and falling. “I was sixteen when I first thought I found my mate,” I whispered. “He was handsome. Strong. And the future Alpha. I watched him from afar and thought, maybe fate didn’t forget me after all.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “But he never saw me. Not really. And when the bond finally connected us, he rejected it silently. He chose someone else. My stepsister. They lied. Hurt me. And did all sorts of cruel things to me.”

“I received confirmation this afternoon. Every account, every property, every share. It’s all legally yours now.” Tony’s face broke into a genuine smile. “We actually did it.” “We did.” Catherine raised her glass one more time. “To the second wife who became the only wife. To the spare who became the heir. To the family that everyone underestimated.” Tony raised his glass to meet hers. “And to the step-brother rotting in prison while we enjoy everything that should have been his.” They drank deeply, savoring both the brandy and the victory. Outside the window, the moon hung cold and distant over the estate. Inside, two monsters celebrated in the dark, believing they had won completely.

Then a furious male voice. "Freya! Are you trying to embarrass Celeste by dying? How vicious can you be?" I opened my eyes. It was my brother, Kael. One of the four Alpha leads. The system had once said that if I could raise his familial love to one hundred percent, I would succeed. But then Celeste had stolen his heart. All it took was her saying that I'd hired rogues to rape her, and he believed her without question. From that day on, he hated me.I was no longer his sister.

Everything had happened so fast that most of the guests were still processing it, frozen in place. The first to recover was Adrian. He wasn't grieving Vivian's exile—if anything, he was relieved. Now that I wasn't just the Alpha's daughter but the heir to the entire pack, once we held a mating ceremony, both packs would be his. He'd be the most powerful Alpha in the wolf world. Untouchable. The key now was winning me back. He was certain that eight years of history meant something—that I wouldn't just throw it all away. Sure, he'd made mistakes. But once I cooled off, things would go back to normal.

she whispered, her hand trembling slightly in mine. I stayed quiet as she began her story. “I made a mistake. It’s not that I don’t want you, but I wish I had you with someone else—my soulmate.” She sniffled. “I came from a line of really strong Alphas, but I couldn’t be one, as my sister was already next in line. I hated it because she always got everything. So, when your father came, I saw him as my chance to have what I wanted. I rejected my mate and followed Jaxon to his pack. I can only regret my decision now. You are the only good thing I got from it.” Tears welled in her eyes as she bowed her head.

Her eyes held fury that could burn forests, but underneath I saw something else—pain that went deeper than hatred. The pain of someone who’d begged to be believed and been ignored. “You had months to remember this,” she mouthed at me. “I was grieving,” I said desperately, knowing she couldn’t hear me through the glass. “I wasn’t thinking clearly—” “Now you want to play hero?” Her lips formed the words very clearly. Behind me, the crowd grew increasingly hostile. Pack members chose sides, their unified community breaking apart. “The Alpha’s lost his mind,” someone shouted. “Or he’s finally telling the truth,” Nathan shot back. “My daughter was framed!”