Rejected By Twin Mates

s usual neat hair looks like a crow's nest, and dark circles have take

ad a good night's sleep in weeks. A recent demise in our pack coupled with

of deference. The lad never lost his formality, even with Dad. He was heir a

a candle to Dad," comme

right, no one can

before responding. Seeing him worn ou

s, his voice as calm as a still pond, but the shiver

ilent, before erupting into chaos as my

in suppressed rage. On the other hand, Hank, the b

wipe us out!" He breathes in deeply, attemptin

zed over, gears turning in his head, plotting out strategies.

aims, his voice echoing power and authority. "If

est Andy's bold proclamation before div

n to Dad. He's leaned back in his chair, arms folded neatly over his c

his chair, and I quickly avert

ing their attention. "They're not coming for

at my Dad. "They can

sign up for a mate. What if they show up and decide that I'm the on

," she chirps excitedly. "I

I don

e's been bubbling over with excitement about finding a mate. I, however, wasn't quite so

ive, of him wanting me only as a sedative for his wol

that my mate would love me unconditionally. B

ts, I barely notice my brothers fo

em lay a paw on you,

!" my other bro

touched, but I won't let them get hurt

ts, "Maybe a little trip to the city." His

aden. Maybe I could avoid the w

uck you away in a huma

he road tonight," Hank adds as he heads for the

voice. We all stop in our tracks and mak

he declares, taking a moment bef

nt me to be happy? I lift my gaze to meet his, ready to lock horns, but the sight of unshed

hide or escape will only poke the bear and might l

oody remains of our pack if I acted out of turn. I

ep you safe," Andy murmurs,

les out there. Surely the Moon Goddess wouldn't be so cruel as to pair me up

eement, but their faces re

I barely registered my brothers

scathed," David assur

my other two brothers, thei

artwarming, but I refuse to let them get caught in the cross

his eyes drifting off into the distance as gear

oss my face. If I could dodge

rel you away in some huma

soon as the rooster crows," Hank seconds, headin

he room, resonating with his Alpha authority. Heads

" he declares, pausing before hea

I raise my gaze to lock horns with him, but my anger deflates like a punctured balloon at the sight of

the slip or hide would only provoke them, potentially leadi

pack strewn across the field, ripped to shreds due to my act

whispers, mistaking my shudder for fear in

adistic to match me with them. There are thousands of unclaimed fe

t, though their faces ar