Dakota Twins Novels & Stories

“We’ll make sure she’s prepared before your dad, and I retire. That won’t be for at least another decade. You still have a lot of your Alpha training left to go as well.” A few hours after this conversation, the whispers started about the twins being in the dungeon because they made fun of Junie. Hopefully, this puts a stop to the other pups and cubs bullying Junie for her voice. I feel a light tap on my shoulder and turning around I see Junie. My jaw drops and Dakota is howling in my head, she looks absolutely gorgeous. She’s wearing the necklace I bought her for her birthday, which makes me puff out my chest in pride. Her long blonde hair is curled, her blue eyes twinkle like diamonds in t

All their attention drifted to it and that was when Madison and Mason were seeing a Superman and a princess cake. "Oh my good, a princess cake!!" Madison jumped, excitedly. "A Superman cake!!" Mason jumped too and they all rushed toward it. Stella chuckled as she followed them from behind, "Easy there folks" she smiled as she approached them from behind. Brenna helped in lighting up the candle while Hannah made the twins sit at the front of the cake. "Make your wish" Hannah smiled at them. "I wish to be a Superman," Mason said. "I wish daddy would show up today" Madison said and Stella cleared her throat lightly and looked elsewhere. The twins blew the candles and everyone began clapping for

Some bad, some good, but all of them are mine. “That's enough roughhousing you two, time to pack it up” I yelled over to the twins. At three years old, they can now run circles around me. It's true what people say when they said ‘it takes a village’. Without my village Gunner and I would be swamped. The pack took the news of the twins well. Some were understandably cautious and concerned. After everything we have been through together as a pack, it makes sense that they would be wary. Others were overjoyed by the idea of two descendants. One to take over the throne of Alpha, and one to carry the line of the Goddess. Though to me, they are more than a future Alpha and a future Goddess, they a

“You’re up.” I walked onto the stage under the blazing lights. The heat hit me instantly, making my skin prickle. Epstein leaned forward in his chair, eyes gleaming with pure financial greed and twisted excitement. Dude’s a psycho! “Well, well… Mr. Triple Threat himself,” he said with a sick smile. “I’ve been waiting for you. Partners for Mr. Kane — the Jackson twins, Sophia and Selena.” Two identical women stepped onto the stage. Long dark hair, athletic bodies, sharp green eyes, and matching wicked smiles. They were known in the extreme scene as the “Twin Terrors” — beautiful, insatiable, and famous for destroying men.

CHLOE'S POV Three days since the twins had been born.Three days since the entire sanctuary had turned upside down.And three days since I had barely slept. Everyone was celebrating…..Everyone was happy.Kael was insufferably proud.Kiara had never looked more beautiful. And the twins…The twins were perfect. I stood outside the nursery door, my hand trembling slightly. "I’m running out of time," I whispered to myself. I hated this. And I hated the burden I'd carried for so many years.But I had no choice.Not anymore.

The crowd parted with the pack members tripping over themselves to get out of the way, and two men stepped forward, standing in the middle of the pack square. The Twin Alphas were here. As much horrifying stories that I've heard about them, I had never set my eyes on them. They had the same face but if you looked closely you could see the striking difference between them. Both were tall with broad shoulders and a lean build. They both had deep brown hair, sharp jaws and a perfectly sculptured face but while one of them had captivating grey eyes that looked like you could drown in them, the other had icy baby blue orbs and they were the most beautiful eyes I've ever seen.

And still… here I was. Drawn to them. Again. Against reason. Against vengeance. Against the oath I had sworn over my parents’ graves. I stopped at the edge of the clearing, my breath catching when I saw them waiting. The Ligaya twins. Two figures framed by the pale wash of moonlight, shoulders squared, wolves bristling beneath their skin. They looked like shadows carved out of the night itself…dangerous, unyielding, every inch of them a reminder of what I had sworn to destroy.

“Did I forget to mention? You’re having twins.” The labor was intense but mercifully short. And when it was over, Zade and Zarek found themselves holding two perfect baby girls, each with a dusting of dark hair and eyes that were already starting to show hints of gold, their wolf heritage shining through. “They’re beautiful,” Astrid whispered from the bed, exhausted but glowing with happiness. “Just like their mother,” Zade said softly, bringing one of the babies to her. “What should we name them?” Zarek asked, cradling the other tiny bundle carefully.

“You’ve clearly failed at raising them right. Let their parents deal with the chaos they cause.” Leila’s expression darkened, her voice icy. “Their mother died giving birth to them. Their father doesn’t even know they exist. I’m the only family they have, and I’m not going to abandon them.” Her words hung in the air between them, heavy and filled with meaning. Xavier, still dripping from the prank, stared at Leila, realizing there was more to her story than he had known. But even with that knowledge, the frustration lingered. Leila softened, glancing at the twins before turning back to Xavier. “They’ve lost enough. I won’t let them lose anything more.”

A cluster of guests near the entrance had gone quiet, several phones raised at once, angled toward a television mounted above the gallery's small bar — a corner Priya kept on for the evening news, low volume, mostly ignored until now. Hannah felt Andy go still beside her before she'd even turned around. Danny and Gianna sat under studio lighting, matching earnest expressions, an interviewer leaning in with the practiced sympathy of someone building toward a harder question. The volume was too low to hear from across the room, but the chyron scrolling beneath them didn't need sound: *VAUGHN TWIN SCANDAL: "WE DIDN'T CHOOSE TO FALL IN LOVE."* "Turn it up," someone near the bar said, and Priya,