Mated to the Alpha Twins

One Year Later I glanced down at the old article I had saved, snickering at my name in such a bold font. I wasn’t sure I’d ever get used to it, having every werewolf in the world know my name.
A photo of the twins and I sat below the headline, my odd-colored eyes bright and vibrant. I was glowing with happiness as I stood between the twins like a light had been switched on deep within. Kade stood behind me, his arms wound around my waist as I grinned and stared into Alec’s eyes.
None of us were expecting a hidden reporter to snap the photograph. Even after an entire year, my love for my mates hadn’t dimmed. If anything, it had grown stronger. It was my favorite picture of the three of us. The reporters had a field day when the twin’s and I were finally married. The ceremony was mostly for show, an excuse to throw an extravagant party that would lighten spirits and spread some happiness. The public were invited, along with various Alpha’s and Luna’s from around the country. The legality of it all was questionable considering I couldn’t technically marry two men, but many mates chose not to marry at all. Even though it had been a calculated move, I didn’t have to fake my joy that day.

Carrie had planned the wedding for months, but it was Zayne who provided a venue. This wasn’t a private event meant for friends and family, but something we wanted to include the world in. The field was barren when we arrived, covered in potholes and patchy grass. It was used as a concert venue, where stages and booths would be erected. Trash littered the field, ranging from harmless beer cans to used condoms and cigarette packs. The grass was used to being trampled by excited feet, but it wasn’t aesthetically pleasing for a wedding. Carrie, with full access to our funds, transformed the venue in a matter of a month. I had asked countless times how she managed to get everything completed so quickly, but her response was always the same.
A cheeky grin and the mention of a few people owing her some favors. Tori claimed the position of Maid of Honor before I had the chance to speak and was rather passionate about the wedding planning. It put her in the presence of Zayne, who had retreated to his own pack shortly after my Luna ceremony, but Tori still enjoyed putting him in his place. I was sure she also enjoyed the way his eyes trailed her every move when her back was turned, but I kept my mouth shut while they bickered with one another. I hadn’t asked what was happening between the two of them. I felt like my constant intrusion on her emotions was information enough. Their bond was growing stronger, but the two continued to butt heads.

Zayne was dealing with the loss of his father, a man he both hated and wanted to please. There were demons in his eyes that wanted to d***n him, but Tori refused to let him sink. The wedding had taken my breath away, along with the crowd that had showed up. The parking lot was completely packed, a sea of vehicles that all looked identical in the darkness. In between those cars were guests, donned in delicate dresses and suits, walking towards the gates that would lead them to the guard station.
It was a precaution that the guests and their bags were searched before the wedding. Light posts covered in ivy lined the way, like a trail of starlight and nature. As you reached the entrance to the party, a domed lattice formed overhead with small fairy lights interwoven through the wooden beams. Vines with dainty white flowers trickled down, bringing the gentle scent of something sweet. After the ceremony had finished and the party truly began, I spent the rest of the night with the twins by my side.

Their individual scents made me dizzier than the wine I had consumed, making my heart light and cheeks ache from smiling so much. I managed to steal Tori away from a couple of lusty guys vying for her attention and tugged her onto the dance floor. “What was that about?” She chuckled, grabbing my hand as she twirled onto the dance floor. “All three of them were wanting in that dress of yours.” I snickered, relaxing as the thundering beat of the music flooded my ears. Tori’s distaste was instant, but I hadn’t yet finished. I glanced across the room, meeting with a pair of silver eyes that held barely contained rage.
“And a certain Alpha seems a bit enraged by the entire thing. Maybe you should talk with him.” Brandon Fox and his mate made an appearance, and the few reporters invited chattered excitedly as they snapped photographs of the cocky Alpha. He hadn’t stopped grinning since meeting Alicia, not once. I had spoken to her while Brandon and the twin’s talked about crossing future training courses, and found she was incredibly kind and a tad shy. Jaspar had arrived separate from his son, with Delilah and his mate in tow. His mate was a soft-spoken woman, petite in stature even though she rivaled Jaspar with a single look.
After leaping into my arms and stating I looked like a princess, she vanished into the crowd with some of the other children present. The twin’s and I mingled with the other guests, Alec doing much better than his brother. I could tell Kade was trying, but the bluntness to his words often chased people off. After an hour of chatting with various guests and families, my attention started straying. We ventured through the crowd, searching for Kady and Ava.
I found them both with Veronica, who gave me a sour look before turning to Kady. Instead of rolling my eyes at the adoration on Veronica’s face as she looked at her daughter, I was happy for Kady. The day they met, and Tori chewed Veronica out, it changed something in her. It wasn’t an easy road, but Veronica was making a conscious effort to put what Kady wanted first. When Kady was accepted into the Art Institute a few hours away, her mom had been her biggest supporter. The happiness on Kady’s face as she danced with Ava, her golden curls swishing down her pastel gown, it was the purest emotion I had felt. I wanted that same happiness for my best-friend, whose all-consuming emotions grew stronger the more she resisted the bonds pull. As she continued to pull Zayne from the clutches of his demons, I only hoped that she wouldn’t d***n herself. Their emotions were like the rapids, tearing me back and forth before dousing me in icy water.
I had no choice but to listen, to feel every blast of sizzling rage or pulse of repressed desire. She was the only one to get any sort of reaction out of Zayne, who still held those shadows from that horrible night. Sometimes I swore they would vanish completely when he and Tori were truly at each other’s throats.
Shortly after the ceremony, I had lost sight of Tori. When I finally spotted her fiery hair through the crowd, my jaw threatened to clatter to the floor. They were towards the edge of the property, where the lights were dimmer, but I could never mistake the hunger in their emotions. Even with the other guests surrounding them, they only had eyes for one another. Her curves melted into the slate grey suit he wore, her emerald dress matching the color of Zayne’s tie. Tori’s manicured fingers were on his neck, grazing the pulse point of his throat as a coy smile formed on her face. The look was dripping with smugness and even from where I stood, I could feel the hitch in his pulse and the sudden explosion in his emotions. They were having a private conversation out of ear shot, and I refused to venture any further. His desire to attend the wedding plummeted, just as his desire to steal her away increased. The night of my wedding, things changed between Zayne and Tori. Two weeks later, she asked permission to move into Zayne’s pack.
I’ll never be able to wipe the image of her teary eyes from my mind, the way they resembled fresh moss and glittering jewels. The depth of her emotions hit me, sparking tears in my own. She felt guilty for leaving, for missing him as desperately as she did. I would miss her more than words could express, but this wasn’t the time for mourning. Through trial and tribulation, my best-friend had found her happiness. I looked at her through my own tears, both joyful and devastated. I could already feel the loss of her in my chest, even though we would always stay in contact. With a smile on my face, I embraced my best-friend. “You’ve always been a Luna, Tori. You’ve never needed my permission to find your happiness.” “You’ll visit, you got that? I’ll tell you everything that happened—how it all changed.”
She sniffled, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. “And I’m going to come back as often as possible. I’m still your Beta, even if I can’t physically be there. Promise me, Aurora.” “You were there for me when no one else was, even if I refused to believe it at the time. I’ll always be there for you, no matter what.” A piece of my heart followed Tori when she left, just as a piece of hers stayed behind, but we both followed through on our promise to each other. We made time to video chat every weekend, no matter how hectic our schedules became. When my birthday rolled around that spring, I woke the entire house with my shouts as Tori and Zayne pulled up in a tinted SUV. I had barely managed to throw on one of Kade’s t-shirts and a stray pair of boxers before I stumbled out the front door and down the porch steps. Tori cackled with glee as we collided in a mess of tangled limbs, the dew from the grass seeping into our clothes. Her fiery hair was longer and tamer, but her eyes shimmered with the same happiness I often saw in my own.
Zayne smirked down at the two of us, his chestnut hair shorter and eyes not as haunted. His emotions were clearer, and I was startled at the fierce protectiveness hidden beneath his casual facade. I nearly lost it when he extended a hand to Tori and me. He helped me to my feet and tugged her into his arms, giving me a wry smile. “Happy Birthday, Aurora.” This birthday was the first I had spent with the twin’s and was much different than what I was used to. Melissa had rarely acknowledged my birthday, and eventually it became another monotonous day. Frank’s attention seemed to fall on me more, which didn’t exactly boost my excitement. I had nearly forgotten it was my birthday altogether, until the twin’s hauled me into one of the cars and took off. “Where are we going?” I asked Alec, who was currently driving. The overconfident smirk he flashed me through the rearview was of no help, so I turned to Kade. Any time we would drive, one of the twin’s would sit in the back with me. It was a way to remain close to them, even if they did bicker over who would sit with me. “I told you two not to get me anything. I have everything I could ever want.” Kade’s response was a deep chuckle, and a thick blindfold in his hands. I swatted them away, my breath hitching when he grabbed both of my wrists and pinned them in between his thighs. The moment my hands were free, I reached for the blindfold obscuring my vision. “Sweetheart, as much as I’d love to see you restrained, the car isn’t the place I had in mind.” Kade’s warm breath fanned across my cheek, making my heart jump. His hand landed on my lap, just below the skirt I wore, the rough pads of his fingers splayed out on my t***h. “Now behave and let us have our fun.”