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"I am not a piece of commodity that can be shared between the two of you. I can not be ping ponged between you two just because you want to do the noble selfless thing, sacrifice your love for your brother just because you're in love with the same person. I chose you, and if I were faced with the same choice again, I'd still choose you. "I love you Marwan and I'm sorry that it took me this while to figure it out but even when I couldn't make the choice, my heart still knew that it was you. I couldn't make up my mind between the two of you because I was afraid, afraid that I was going to set my heart out for more hurt. Each of you offers me a different future, a future with endless possibilit

He was my twin, he couldn't be that bad. ‘’So what is it going to be baby, I can do you the honors of killing the mate and his sister would be ot cold by the dawn of day”’ the fog was messing with my brain, nothing else mattered at that point but the bond I shared with my twin, I wanted to explore him. I felt as if I trusted him, willing to give it all up for him and his sake.

She had loved the little people around her. “I was going to say if it was my sister and I knew the possibilities in front of me, I think I would keep going. If something happened to my sister, I would be devastated, but at the same time, if she could have the child she wanted alive, that would be something as well. I know June will never be the mother the twins need her to be, but the real question is, would she want this?” Kit said softly, “I know for my sister she would.”

No thank you. I would choose option C, neither of the above. I would choose myself, just like I had been doing for years now. I didn’t need a male at my side for validation or worth. I could have it all, on my own terms, without having to answer to anyone else. Make my own way with no male holding me down or back.

A gentle voice echoed from the sky: "Twins, born of unique bond and love, one destined to change the world." The trio awoke simultaneously, morning light streaming through the gaps in the curtains. Their eyes locked, each reflecting the profound impact of the dream. The joy and wonder in their gazes were palpable. The room was abuzz with excitement and speculation. "What if," Mateo hesitated, his voice thick with emotion, "one of the twins is mine, and the other Archer's?" The notion, though unprovable due to their identical DNA, was tantalizing.

What I knew about twins was that they would always protect each other from danger. But why was my twin that way? Not only did she want my life, but she also wanted all I had. She wanted my mate, my happiness, and all I could think of. Well, I couldn't blame her. The only thing I could blame at this juncture was fate. If our fate hadn't been like this then I wouldn't be where I was. Then maybe my twin would care for me and want my happiness. Maybe I would be with Dorian and would be leading a happy life at the moment.

She felt blank and miserable. “I wouldn't have kept it a secret if it hadn't been necessary to. I had been living all my life as a rejected soul and marked the evil twin, only to find people who truly cared about me. And of course there had to be another heart-wrenching plot twist to it…the fact that they hate twins. How could I have opened my mouth to tell everyone I was a twin? Who would have wanted to experience rejection twice?”

“Choose.” “What?” Confusion bloomed n her face, but another contraction hit and she screamed. I waited for the contraction to finish before I said what I needed to. “I said fucking choose. Give birth to your twins, spend the next bit with your mate, and then you get to spend the rest of your life with your pups. OR…continue as you are. Your pup is already dying. I can smell it. Then you lose your pups, your mate, and your life. But you need to fucking choose now.”

“Why get one when I can have two handsome, hot men who are everything you couldn’t be?” The twins gasped and grabbed my breasts, one on each side, their thumbs pressing hard against my swollen nipples. “When I told you to get a man, I did not mean them, Seraphina,” he roared. “It could be anyone else, but definitely not them.” Of course, I knew he wouldn’t mind if it were someone else—that was exactly why I chose the twins. “Not my enemies. Not the men who are jealous of me and have always wanted everything I had.”

* His eyes moved down the page. **VANCE, AURORA — BORN OCT 12.** **VANCE, LUNA — BORN OCT 12.** Ethan stopped breathing for a second. Twins. Aurora had never mentioned a sister. Not once. In all the conversations they had shared about her childhood, her family, and her past, she had spoken as if she had grown up alone. Ethan turned the page. And his entire body went still. A surveillance photograph was attached to the top corner of the file.