The Alpha Twins; My Mates
Werewolves can do that if they don't find their truemate.
Cindy was blonde and gorgeous, at least in her own mind. Her cousin, Begonia, flanked them, equally tall, with luxurious shoulder-length black hair framing her pretty face. She had a slim but curvaceous figure. The girls glared at me. I could feel their disdain, a feeling I had come to expect. Their animosity toward me was a mystery I couldn't quite unravel. They treated me like dirt whenever my family was not by my side, but Cindy's forced friendliness masked their true feelings when they were. My family dismissed my concerns, believing I was merely jealous of Cindy's attention from Tate, which was far from the truth.
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