Mated To The Alpha Twins Aurora の小説・ストーリー

But our children—our miraculous, impossible children—had just rewritten the rules again. The celebration preparations took twelve hours. Word spread faster than wildfire—the Alpha twins had shifted, both of them, at three years old. By sunset, Nightshade's courtyard overflowed with wolves from multiple packs. Leon and Sophie arrived from Silver Moon, their daughter Hope toddling beside them, watching the twins with wonder. Nova came with Caius—her mate now, officially, after a courtship that had been as explosive as their personalities. Even Aria traveled from her neutral territory, her usually composed face bright with something that looked like pride.

Something that looked like possession. My fingers stopped working. Crash. The tray hit the floor. Crystal exploded everywhere. The sound echoed like a gunshot in the dead-quiet room. Every eye turned to me. Alpha Sterling looked ready to murder me on the spot, but I couldn't see him. I could only see them. Kael and Ryker moved toward me together. Like they had rehearsed it. Like fate had choreographed this exact nightmare. The crowd melted out of their way. Wolves threw themselves backward, dropping to the floor in total submission. The weight of the two Alpha’s auras pressed down on my chest until I couldn't breathe nor think.

It was as if it had all been planned from the start. “I have been played!” “This is all that sly bitch’s fault!” I once again blamed Aurora. “About the findings you requested, Alpha....“ My Beta followed me. “Aurora now resides in Alpha Ralph’s pack with their son.” Anger riled up in me. She wants to have a happy ending? Let’s see how far she goes without me destroying it the way she destroyed mine.

“What! Is she mates to Alpha Orion and his brother Matheus?” “What the hell is going on?” “Aurora must have caused some trouble.” Dorian grabbed Aurora’s other wrist and gave it a gentle squeeze. “I don’t know who you are, but since the Moon Goddess has destined me to be your mate, then I, Dorian Thorne, Beta of the Hallow Pack, accept you Aurora Donald as my mate.” Dorian stated, and instantly a loud gasp erupted from the crowd. But suddenly, Alpha Maverick, with a stern gaze, strode toward Aurora and yanked her wrist free from the brothers. His grip was firm, almost possessive, as his sharp eyes swept over them.

Before everyone has to depart, I pull the eggs and bacon from the fridge, scramble as many eggs and bacon as I can. I shall therefore carry on with the introduction I began initially while I am cooking. I am Aurora Hilbert from the Crescent Rise pack. I am Alpha Jack Hilbert's second daughter; as you may know, I am a twin and also the reason behind my twin and mother's death as people would say. I am 19 years old, and I still can't change because of the punishment and beatings I receive here on a daily basis. Most of the time, all I really want is to go away from here and find my true mate, because this place is a prison where no one cares about me or loves me. I've received this treatment f

both twin Brothers however have never had a problem f*cking a girl at the same time. They were so used to working together and it was often their best PowerPoint. Their praises had attracted women from all clusters and kingdoms wanting just a taste of what both these twin alphas give. Alpha Aiden and Alpha Oliver however loved submission. The two men were extremely dominant and they hated the desperation that was given to them by all the women that came approaching them. Other than this these twin alphas were extremely ruthless and the most feared in all werewolf packs. No one was there to mess with them and the world that they had acquired, together with the army that these two men had fo

ALL 50 years later AVA I ran my hands through my frizzy red hair, trying to tame it into a ponytail with little success. I was in decent shape for someone in my mid forties, but my body had definitely started to feel more tired with less work. Max made fun of me all the time, the jerk, but he wasn’t far behind me; just a few years and he was already going gray. Thankfully I wasn’t, but I still had my own hair woes. I dropped into a fighting stance eyeing my opponent, my Alpha, my brother as he gave me a cheeky grin before he lunged. I easily avoided him, and managed to trip him up as he went past me, thwarting his chances of skidding to a stop and turning. Instead he landed on his ass and I

"Well, I think I’m a bit tired, and I would need to relax a bit to get my bearings back in order." "It was your first time shifting, right?" Raul queried. I nodded slowly. "I knew it, bro," he said with a soft laugh. "You were so fucking beautiful, and I don’t think I have seen a wolf with purple eyes before. I mean your eye colour is so rare as a human and as a wolf. The goddess knew what she was doing when she crafted you and made you my mate; I mean, our mate." I blushed. "Thank you, second Alpha."

Maybe it was because I knew that Alpha Cormac was doing this because he felt sorry for me, or maybe it was because I wasn't sure if I wanted to go through this mating at all. The maids flitted around me, each offering words of encouragement or small compliments, but I could hardly hear them. My mind was elsewhere—back in the dining hall, back to the moment the memory of the twins’ faces when Alpha Cormac made the announcement at dinner flashed through my mind. Zarek’s cold fury, Axel’s barely concealed anguish. They hadn’t known, but… I had.

It had been hard for Dad at first, but he had never been one to enjoy relinquishing control. We had yet to tell them about finding our mate. Neither of us looked forward to the conversation, unsure of the outcome. Twin's sharing the same mate had never happened before, then again there have never been twin Alpha's before either. Aurora belonged to Alec as much as she belonged to me. Neither of us worried what others would think, as we wouldn't change a thing about meeting Aurora. They were both in the kitchen, laughing as my Dad made breakfast. Dad was cruel at times during his reign as Alpha, but always had a soft spot for Mom. They were the picture-perfect image of what mates should be.