The Twin Alpha's Rejected Mate

could feel the presence of the twin alphas around her, the heavy power of their steps steady against the earth. They led her deeper into the wilderness, through de

ompared to the emptiness that hollowed out her chest. She had been cast aside. Not just by Gareth, but by the pack, by everything she had ever known. The

t, shifted uneasily within her,

rough her. There was something about them-something both intimidating and alluring. The way they moved together, almost in sync des

her twin, Ronan, walked beside her, his steps slower, more deliberate. Ronan had a softer air about him, his eyes warm with an understanding that cont

r in their presence, as if she had always known they would play a p

oft moss, and in the distance, a large structure came into view-an imposing, fortress-like lodge made of logs, nestle

ck," Rylan said, his voi

ll, humble settlement she had grown up in. This was a place of power, of histo

s he saw her hesitation. "Don't worry. Yo

gh the words felt strange on her tongue. She wasn't sure if she meant it for the pack or for herself. How could she po

n't quite reach his eyes. "You're more than welcome t

fluttering in her stomach. She was following two strangers into their home, into a place where she knew no one. But something in Ronan's wo

f the night air. The interior was rustic but beautiful, with wood paneling and large, leather chairs scattered around the main roo

nter of the room. Leila could feel the curious gazes of the pack members on her, their eyes assessin

air sat next to a low table, its surface covered

ut there was a flicker of something in his eyes-a hi

nd the room at the others. "Wh

to a chair across from her. His eyes studied her with a focus

hat she would do next. She had always been so sure of her place, and now that foundation

logs. "You're safe here," he said, turning to look at her. "You've ha

ut also wary. There was kindness in their words, but she didn't know if she could trust

l, with dark hair pulled back into a neat braid and sharp, calculating e

e low but confident. She turned her gaze

e but firm. "She's a traveler who got lost

a for a moment longer before offering a small smile. "Welcome to Wildheart. I'm

a warm reception, not after the rejection she had suffer

g to the twins. "You've done well, bringing

l but guarded. He looked back at Leila. "We'll leave y

rroundings. Her mind raced with questions, but she couldn't quite focus on any of them. Inste

o join in. She was still processing the events of the night-the rejection, the flight, the strange comfo

ld rejection still burned in her chest. Had she not been enough? Had she failed him in some w

ay take over. The fire crackled softly beside her, the voices of the pack becoming a distant hum in h

r came next. But for now, she al