Tortured By My Twin Mates Novels & Stories

We would navigate the complexities of the curse, unravel its grip, and forge a love that was strong enough to break free. Still curious, I leaned backwards in my seat, my voice filled with anxiety. "But it keeps bothering me, Edward, please, tell us why the twin mate curse affects us. And what are the challenges that we would be facing?" Edward took a deep breath, his eyes filled with wisdom. "My dear children, the twin mate is indeed a rare occurrence, dating centuries ago, it is a cosmic intertwining of souls that defies the ordinary laws of mate connections. When twins share the same mates, it triggers a powerful curse, a test of love, truth, honesty and loyalty."

Without hesitation, I leapt onto Ty’s back, gripping tight as he took off like a bullet, wings slicing the wind. Midair, agony ripped through me. I arched with a strangled cry. “AHH—my back! Something’s wrong—” Ty screeched, accelerating even more. “She’s been hurt,” he said grimly. Another searing jolt tore through my abdomen. I nearly doubled over. “They’re torturing her,” I gritted out, pain turning into rage. “Silver. Whips. I can feel every strike.” “It’s the mate bond,” Ty said through the mindlink. “Unmarked, yet already stronger than most true mates. You’re connected in soul—even pain doesn’t wait.”

Sarcasm dripping from our tones. “After 19 years, we'll finally have the truth on why our mother was killed.” Something akin to relief crossed my twin's face. Everyone had their demons, this one was ours. 19 years ago, when we were six, our mother was killed right in front of us with us hiding in the closet. Sometimes I could still hear her screams. We had gotten a view of one of the men's faces and a crest, a three-headed wolf snarling, on his chest. Then fate had handed us his daughter sitting pretty in our prison and because the goddess had a good sense of humour, she was our mate.

"Including this." "And when twins claim their mate? What happens then?" "Destruction." His voice cracked. "Madness. Death. The last twins who claimed their mate... one of them went completely mad. Lost his mind to fire. He burned half the kingdom to the ground. Killed thousands of innocent people." I felt cold. So cold. "And the other one?" "His heart turned to ice. He became a monster. He couldn't feel anything. Not love. Not mercy. Not anything human at all." Orion's arms tightened around me. "And their mate? She died trying to stop them."

Ivy continued. "Jake is my twin brother" Alpha Alexander said, still in a state of anger. Beta Drex placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, "Calm down, pull yourself together." "How dare he touch my mate?" "You both are twins, you surely would share the same mate." Beta Drex explained. Emily reached out to Ivy, hugging her and patting her slowly. "I'm sorry for doubting you" "Why do we have to fight over everything?" Alpha Alexander yelled, his frustration evident in his tone.

Tears burned at the corners of my eyes, hot and insistent, but I blinked them back. “I… I am okay now,” I began, my voice raw. “The pain, the cruelty, the endless nights I thought would break me… I survived them, mama. I am not alone anymore. Brynn and Frynn… they are by my side. They hold me, protect me. They will not let me fall. They are the twin alphas of Fiato kingdom.” The tears broke free, sliding hot down my cheeks. I pressed my palm against the cold stone, as if the marble could carry my words into her soul.

She is well aware of the danger we face, there is no need to drill it into her at every opportunity, I’m sure the brothers remind her often enough. More importantly, I don’t want her to know they have all been practically rabid, with only one thing on their minds. Finding and capturing her. In the last couple of days I have seen the brothers bring more rogues to their knees with their Alpha command than I have in all the time I’ve known them. It’s an unsettling sight, even for me. Seeing feral beasts whimpering for mercy, blood spilling from their ears, clawing at their own flesh in agony. I have an open mind when it comes to protecting the pack, but the Black twins, they show no mercy when

I sigh Even with the matebond, I watch so many werewolves go through heartbreak. The wolf spirits love their mates completely and totally, but the human side, I sigh. Rejection, lies, power-hungry plots, manipulations, rape.... the list is endless. It is rare to find a pure human soul, but the twins are damn close, as was their mother. I owe them for all the pain they have experienced and will experience. I shudder at what is to come.

I cried out, my clenched fist drawing on the wall as I collapsed to the floor. My shoulders shook heavily as the tears fell off my face, all the pain and withdrawal I went through with Walter pouring back into my brain and making it harder for me to breathe. I have been humiliated, treated like a bad person, a witch. I have gone through everything bad that a person goes through in this life because of a mate! “And to what end?” I cried out, shutting my eyes and throwing my head against the wall. I have been a prisoner, I have been tortured, I’ve faced the brink of death with and without knowing, and yet the freaking moon goddess thinks it’s the best time to crown me with a new mate.

His eyes widened, "W-what— you have two mates?!" I nervously nodded, "is it bad?" He was speechless for a good one minute, just staring at him with mouth agape in surprise. "No... not really. It depends on the situation," he responded. "Is it rare?" "It is. They called it 'twin mates'." "S-so I have mates that are twins?" He chuckled, "not the literal twins. It was just a term." I nodded in understanding, "what should I do, headmaster?"