My Twin Alpha Stepbrother Mates
Carl said softly, his voice still sleepy but dangerous to those who knew him.
Sibyl’s wrist hurt from his grip. She dared not struggle and weakly explained, “You were dreaming and moving a lot…”
Carl didn’t answer. He glanced around, then released Sibyl’s wrist.
She sighed in relief.
But the next moment, Carl flipped and pinned Sibyl under him, his hands quietly wrapping around her wrists. She was completely enveloped by Carl.
Sibyl had never observed Carl so closely. Even in the dark, the sliver of moonlight outside revealed his sculpted features, his high nose, and his stubbornly pressed lips. But those eyes… they seemed to glow with an evil light in the dark.