My Twin Alpha Stepbrother Mates

e's

the endless coastline sparkled like silk in the sunlight. Tha

urely love everything about this place, Faye. There's sunshine, a coast

erewolf pack in Santan State - the Silver Moon

heart also surged with emotions. I was about to

e" had been constantly changing. When I was young, I witnessed my friends being found by their biological parents, and some were adopted as the "lucky ones" to be taken in by new families

e and loss reached a peak this year,

received an offer letter from a university. But there was a problem. I needed money

ysical books, and surprisingly found several bills of varying amounts. I also retrieved al

cation, but on the other hand, this money was a collection of rewards I received at the orphanage and money I earned from part-time jobs during the holidays. At that moment, I w

Annie. She always told us that we could come to her

, paper money, and bank cards, the

alked to the entrance and hea

too low. Can you consider giving me a pay raise?" It wa

I heard the sound of

fence needs repairs, or it could be dangerous. The children's food, clothes,

Well then, Annie, I might have to consider finding a new job. I l

had noticed me, Annie spoke softly, "Susan, if you've

ounded tire

ice; instead, I turned

hin piece of paper. I don't know how long it took, maybe just

he offer letter up. I tore it in half f

ears drop onto the torn pieces of my offe

. Susan, Headmistress Annie. They faced challenges,

niversity! I wiped my tears and, as an almost-adult she-wolf, I had to rely on myself. I believed I could take car

Honestly, this wasn't a particularly difficult thing for me, as I had a lot of experience working part-t

The best option I could think of was to work at Uncle Simon's café. Uncle Simon was a good person. He had been a longtime friend of our orphanage. When I was very young, he cared a lot about u

iversity. He offered to sponsor me, but I politely declined. Uncle Simon had heart prob

e unless I managed to earn enough money within a few years. I suggested that I wanted to wo

ved the process of making coffee. Sometimes, I would be happy for half an hour

then I'd move the fresh ones onto the shelves, and so on. This job is somewhat challenging for me now, as lifting a sack

end to ask for their help. I first tried to move the bag of coffee beans to beneath the sh

and used my knee to support the bag, then gritting my teeth, I hoisted the bag up to my chest. I panted, making

d shelves like this? I took a deep breath and exerted force again, attempting to lift the bag to the height of my head. Suddenly,

nto my face. I was going to

ch o

rms enveloping me from behind, trying to help lift the bag. But i

wards. The man moved incredibly fast, turning around to tightly

heard a muf

ked with a trembling

ed against my face. Both of our necks were sweaty, and our bodies emitted heat. We we

enchanting. His features were as delicate as ancient Greek sculptures.

ad, and I snapped back to realit

ling a set of perfectly wh

ve me suddenly disappeared, and I even felt a bit disappoi

n his palm, just like holding the hand of a knight who had saved me. His hand was large, a

clothes. The man said, "Your colleague is coming, so I'll be on my

mumbled in a low voice, "I us

t him to thi

Uncle Simon rushed over. "Sweetheart, wh

. It's just that some

during work." The man winked at me and left. I watched h

gather the scattered coffee beans and advised me to ask the mal

e my lower back ache a bit. I rubbed my lower back, stood up w

en, the man who had res

thes anymore. Now, he was dressed in a dark suit, emanating an air of dominance

, yo

elp but call

the side. His gaze behind the glas

to say. He didn't pay me any attention

they b