Claimed By The Twins Alphas
"You’ve always been too smart for your own good, Rowan. That’s the problem with your personality. You don't just sit still and look pretty."
"Being 'pretty' didn't save me from a silver blade," I spat. "Now, talk. What is a Moon-bound wolf, and why are you two so obsessed with what's in my veins?"
The room went silent. The twins exchanged a long, heavy look—that silent language they shared that always made me feel like an outsider in my own life. Finally, Marcus stepped forward.