The Alpha Twins' Hidden Mate Novels & Stories

I huffed out a quiet breath. “After centuries,” he added, glancing at me. “Centuries of nothing.” That part hit. Because it was true. We were not supposed to have this. We are the cursed alpha twin destined to never have a mate but this… this was unexpected. That was the truth we had lived with for longer than most people even stay alive. No mate. No bond. Just power. And an empty space where something important should have been. And somehow… Somehow… That curse broke today. In the middle of a crash. In the middle of chaos.

Cindy was about to answer, but Tate glanced at her, and she shut up. "Tate, can we go to the alpha's mansion to hang out with the twins?" Begonia asked, making me roll my eyes. She clung to Tate and Cindy, hoping to get closer to the alpha heirs, Hayes and Zylon Hawthorne. They were twins, and eighteen, but they had made it clear they weren't ready to choose a Luna yet; they were still "playing the field," as they put it. I, too, had a secret crush on the alpha twins like many girls in the pack, but their interests always leaned toward girls far from me, so I settled for admiring them from a distance.

he declared, his voice loud enough to silence the crowd. Gasps rippled through the group, and I felt the blood drain from my face. “I, Dimitri, Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, accept you, Hailey, as my mate again.” He announced, his words ringing through the air like a death sentence. Tension filled the room, Paxton turned to Dimitri, his expression shifting to one of fury. “What the hell are you talking about?”

I know its Nessa, she’s moving us, getting us to safety while my mind starts to crumble. Both. There is two of them. That’s why there were two scents. Two. Cinnamon and Firewood. Twins. Two males. Two…alphas? Are they both alphas? Why is one hiding? Why doesn’t the pack know? Does the pack know, and they can’t say anything? The blood bond means the alpha, or potential alphas in this case, control the pack, so they could command them to keep it quiet. But why? Why hide? Why did they, THEY, have to be my mate.

“Thank you.” As Elena walked off, Valeria practically bounced in her seat. “I already love her.” My mother smiled warmly. “She seems very sweet.” “She is,” I admitted. Then my expression darkened. “Mom… something happened at Silvercrest.” Her face immediately changed. “What happened?” Instead of speaking out loud, I mind-linked her. The Alpha twins got rejected by their mate, but their mate slept with them first. Her eyes widened in horror. “What the fuck is wrong with these wolves?”

I asked them. "No, I know what I put there. They are guys, and I'm sure of it," Alpha Darwin said, and I rolled my eyes. "I'm sure they are girls," I replied playfully, but they both shook their heads. "They are boys. Both boys," they replied, and I laughed. "The two guys are coming back as us. They will be identical twins, and you won't be able to identify them. They will play with you as we are playing with you now," Alpha Darin said, and I giggled. "That would be impossible. I'm their mother, and it's only right for me to recognize them," I replied and remembered something. "Now that we are talking about it, don't you think it's time you tell me how to identify you two?" I asked them, and

As I heard him whispering sweet nothings to my ear, I realized that I might be in trouble because my mate would not just be one, but two. Our Alphas were twins: Ethaniel Lynx Stephenson and Elijah Lynx Stephenson. My childhood best friends! To be continued…

After several months, I gave birth to my healthy and super cute babies who are identical twins. Jana and I were the ones taking care of my twins, and she acted as their father even though she would have preferred to be the mother. I am happy even though I am a single mom. Just seeing the smiles of my two little angels makes all my tiredness and problems disappear. I have completely forgotten about the alpha I had a one-night stand with. I also have no idea what he looks like, so I chose to bury it inside my mind. However, I never expected that after seven years, our paths would cross again in a strange situation because of one of my twin children.

and the man ahead echoed with a possessive "Mine." Confusion gripped me. How could I have two mates? I asked Evie silently, trying to make sense of it all. Despite my inner turmoil, Alexander stepped in front of me, asserting his claim. Realization dawned—they were twins, both alphas. A fight seemed inevitable if I didn't intervene. Stepping forward, I placed both hands on my mate, soothing the tension. Alexander's twin pulled me into a hug, sniffing and scenting me while declaring, "Mine."

I nod, urging her to continue when the light in her eyes seem to dim like a candle blown off. “That is, until she met her mate,” she practically hisses, mentioning her mate. “Tatum’s father?” Thalia nods and leans forward. “His father was an Alpha, a cruel one but also very powerful. It angered him that the moon goddess bestowed him a witch who carried with her the burden of protecting an entire rogue commune. He was vile towards her, but she loved him nonetheless.” My fists clench on my lap hearing her insufferable words. Even my wolf growls low in her sleep after conjuring worst case scenarios showing how he could have treated her.