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I will have sex with a complete stranger—to the man that my twin is supposed to marry. “Are you leaving?” My mother asked when we were about to leave. Theodore paid his respect to my mother and eyed me for a moment. “I'll go inside first,” he uttered and finally let go of my hand. “You're doing well,” she commented, wearing that strange smile. I can tell that she was not happy—she’s probably not. My twin just died and we are here, attending her supposed wedding. “I might be your stubborn daughter, Mom…but please, don't worry about me. I got this. I always got this,” I assured her and held her hands.

“Madonna mia. Look at you. You’re huge.” Emilia swatted her arm, laughing. “It’s been a month! What did you expect?” “Twins or not, you look like you’ve swallowed a melon,” Isadora teased, but her voice was soft with awe. She rested a hand gently over Emilia’s stomach. “They’re really in there. Alive. I can’t believe it.” “They’re fighters,” Emilia whispered, her hand covering Isadora’s. “Just like us.” Their laughter dissolved into another tight hug, the kind only twins could share—the kind that stitched together every wound, every scar.

Forever. I quietly checked out of the infirmary and left our den without a word. Meanwhile, Luke took Doris back to her house. Only when she finally calmed down did he remember I was still in the infirmary. When he returned to the infirmary, he was met only by my healer. When he was told I had checked out of the infirmary, he snapped, furrowing his brows. “She’s ridiculous! Doesn’t she know she’s pregnant with twins?”The healer’s voice was calm but cold.

It was like the panic had wrapped its hands around my throat and refused to let go. “I already sent you two months' advance,” I muttered, unable to keep my voice from trembling. “This isn’t about money anymore, bitch.” Cain replied. “You really thought you could get away with making a fool out of me??” His voice was so close, it felt like he was standing right next to me, speaking from the darkness that was now threatening to swallow me whole. I could barely see anything in front of me. But I began hearing footsteps from the other end, and suddenly, there was the sound of someone else struggling, their voice muffled.

It looked exactly the way it was always supposed to be. Bright, Certain, And entirely their own. THE END

The Twins’ Awakening The air was thick with tension, the kind that crawled beneath your skin and whispered warnings of coming storms. Elena sat on a jagged rock overlooking the rebel camp’s training ground, her swollen belly heavy but her mind restless. The twins inside her stirred, their power simmering just beneath the surface — waiting. Around her, the rogues moved with cautious eyes, the scars of past battles etched deep on their faces. Yet none dared approach her recklessly. She was their Luna now, a beacon of something fierce and unyielding.

Then she mumbles something in her sleep. "No! Please don't! I won't be late again I swear!" Her breath began to become labored. "I'm sorry Raymon! Please, no chain whips! They hurt! They hurt so bad. Please! Please! I love you!" She yelled in one last desperation in her sleep as sleeping sobs wracked her body. The twins immediately looked at each other when they heard the name she called out. Their blood begins to boil as they hear her continue to plead in her sleep. Sweat begins to bead up on her forehead. The twin lay on both sides of her. Lucas put his arms around her midriff and Leam put his arm around her shoulders and she slowly relaxed in their arms. She snuggles closer to them and br

Roy I just came out of the shower walking in the room with no towel on I started dancing to one of the Prince songs “ purple rain” I was singing and everything like I don't have care In the world, my wolf was sleeping peacefully in the back of my head Imagine my surprise when I twirl around to find the twins sitting on my couch with a smug look on their faces “ ah! “ I yelled immediately, grabbing a pillow to cover my front so they wouldn't see the goods.

"Fallen Mogul: Cole Harrington Seen Sleeping in His Car Outside 7-Eleven" I snorted. Good. Let the bastard rot. That smug little parasite finally got what he deserved. “Ye laughin’ like that’s makin’ me hard,” Keiran’s voice rumbled low from across the room. I looked up, still chuckling, and both twins were standing in the doorway, leaning against the frame like dark gods conjured from some forbidden fantasy. Callum cocked a brow. “Ye comfy in that fancy bed, lass?” I set the phone down and stretched out like a fucking goddess. “I mean, it is a 2 million dollar mattress. I think it’s earned the moan I gave it earlier.”

*Twice protection, twice love! "Twins," I repeated, the reality slowly sinking in. "We're having twins." Theo moved up the bed to lie beside me, gathering me carefully against his chest, his lips pressing against my temple with infinite tenderness. "After everything," he murmured, "all the pain, the fear, the near-death—life finds a way to remind us of what matters." I turned in his arms to face him, tracing the beloved lines of his face with my fingertips. "Are you happy?" I asked, though the answer was written plainly across his features.