Claimed By The Possessive Twin Generals

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ed. The air smelled of antiseptic and something else, something metallic and strange. A steady, rhythmic beeping echoed in her

and sharp,

ight. You

r of a stormy sea - took half a step back. He held his hands up, palms open, a universal

ack against the pillows, her head spinning. She spoke again, the words tum

y. The man with the golden hair and wilder eyes seemed to understand

s voice a warm baritone. "I'm Enzo Montgomery. This is my brother, Flyn

ator's claw clutching a star - was not. It was extraterrestrial. Her mind, the mind of a scientist, a logician, raced, asse

o place. The doctor's panicked words from bef

space. And science, in her experience, did not tolerate blank spaces. It dissected them. The Blacksto

ound than the initial panic, settled in

d to a

e. She brought her hands to her temples, her fingers trembling. She was a scientist. She

breaking with manufactured despair. "I can't rememb

ob, a ragged,

ive rage, so potent it made his vision swim, washed over him. He wanted to kill whatever had done this to her. The instinc

I'll find them," he swore, his voice a low, vicious promise. "The bastards who did this to you. I'll hunt them down and tear them apart with my

le the patient sustained a significant cranial impact during the crash," he stammered, eag

in, making herself as small and non-threatening as possible. She looked up at them through her tear-filled eyes,

ipline, his iron-willed control, crumbled into dust. The protective instinct he'

two explosive Alphas. "The trauma to her system is immense. She needs a

ivate apartment in the city center has the highest level of residential security avai

rrounded by a billion people. She needs privacy. Real security. My villa is off the grid - no administrati

thead who can't even control his own temper? You don't kno

the air between

until they were chest to chest. "And you do, brother? You, who treats ev

, a silent, crushing wave of pure Alpha dominance. They weren't brothers anymore. T

Elara felt the energy as a physical weight, pressing down on her chest, squeezing the air from her lungs. It was hard to breathe

her lips. She clutched at her ch

t was ins

h other as if they'd been burned. They looked at her, then at

s etched with guilt. "I'm sorry," he said, his voice thick with remorse. "Forgive

ps, his large, calloused hands surprisingly steady. The gesture was so gentle, so at odds with

, hiding the sharp, analytical glint in her eyes. They were p

was

stured to the grime on her hands. "I feel so dirty. I just want to be clean." She looked from one

a physical blow. They had fought, and in doing so, they had fri

he terrified doctor. "Prepare the medical bay's private washroom. She'll u

is thumb flying across the screen. "I'm ordering clothes. Toiletries. The

m without another wor

scaping her lips. She had bought herself a f

or, away from the intense battlefield of the twins' devotion, Elara's gaze l

the inform

The curtain had just gone up on the m