Mated to the Alpha Twins

F*ck, we’re five hours from the hotel and even farther from the High Table.” Kade hissed under his breath, quickly shoving a
handful of waters into our small cart.
If it weren’t for the weight of everything looming down on me, this moment would’ve been hilarious.
We had woken up completely naked, as all werewolves do when they shift back into human form. We had trudged through the
woods for an hour before finding an actual paved road—with actual street signs. Hiking through the forest, completely naked—
it’s not something I’d do again given the option. Half an hour later, we found the only full-functioning store in this little town.
Apart from the faded lettering, “Mini Mart” on the sign at the front of the parking lot, there was no other indicator of what this
place might be. I was expecting a gas station, but was surprised to see people emerging from the store with carts full of
groceries and other items.
The two of us hid behind a small dumpster area, trying to ignore the stomach curling stench of rotten fruits and spoiled meat. I
wasn’t sure what Kade was looking for, but gasped when he darted out from behind our hiding spot. I remained rooted in place,
unable to force myself to move.
Call it cowardly, but I wasn’t exactly ready to streak naked through a parking lot in mid-day. I had to give it to Kade, even with his
bulky frame, he was pretty stealthy. No one had seen him; all were too preoccupied within their own little bubbles.
Moms fussed over their small toddlers, others were on their cellphones or transfixed within their own little worlds.
Kade hid behind a mini-van that was overflowing with motivational bumper stickers. The trunk was open, and a cart full of
groceries sat unattended beside it. The woman had forgotten her wallet inside the store, and during her fuss, hadn’t bothered
closing her trunk. Kade dug through her bags quickly, snatching up two that seemed to fit his needs. He rummaged through the
front of her vehicle, moving even faster than before.
Part of me wanted to laugh, to cackle so loudly all attention was drawn our way. Here we were, missing a mate and brother,
absolutely naked in the middle of nowhere, stealing from some poor woman’s car. It was an impossible situation, one that
brought laughter bubbling in my chest whenever I tried to make sense of it.
“Anyone see me?” Kade murmured roughly, making me jump. I hadn’t seen him darting back over towards me, hiding behind
cars until he was close enough to sprint.
“Mm, I think that soccer mom back there saw you.” I teased half-heartedly, “She practically swooned, nearly lost control of her
cart.”
“A soccer mom?” Kade snorted, a shimmer of playfulness in his eyes. I swallowed heavily when his words made my eyes drift
lower. “In that case, I probably did her a favor.”
Kade handed me a t-shirt that was nearly five sizes too large, but I wasn’t about to complain. It was better than standing naked in
broad daylight. Kade slipped on an identical shirt and a pair of loose basketball shorts. We were both barefoot and coated in mud
—hopefully they didn’t refuse us at the entrance.

“I feel bad about stealing from that lady.” I grumbled, following behind Kade as the two of us darted to the front of the Mini Mart.
“I thought you’d say as much.” Kade replied, his lips twitching into a little smirk. “I have her plate number; I’ll make sure we pay
her back.”
Fifteen minutes later, we stood within the brightly lit Mini Mart.
Kade looked like a bear pushing along a child’s shopping cart as we putted down the aisles.
The Mini Mart seemed like the main store in town, the place you went when you needed just about anything. They had an entire
grocery section, along with appliances, clothing, and even some little furniture pieces.
Kade was currently stuffing the cart full of drinks and small snacks. As much as we wanted to run in our wolf forms, whoever had
come after us would now be searching the forests. Even in human form, we had to lay low.
When we realized Mini Mart had a clothing section, we replaced what we had stolen from the lady. We needed something with a
hood, something that would help us blend and lay low.
Kade looked up at me through his dark lashes and snarled quietly, “Stop looking at me like that.”
“Like what?” I sniffed, trying to keep my eyes centered on his face.
Mini Mart didn’t exactly have a wide selection of clothing, and most of it was that touristy type c**p. I snickered and giggled when
Kade was left with nothing but a tie-d*e sweat shirt two sizes too small. My giggles were replaced with quick looks of surprise
and hunger.
Kade found a pair of cargo shorts that fit him well enough. The sweatshirt was big enough to fit over the large muscles that
graced Kade’s body, but they left absolutely nothing to the imagination. I could see every indentation of his abs through the
cheap thing. The sweatshirt was light in color, made from shades of blue, purple, and pink. Kade actually looked really good in
those soft colors, even with the harshness of his eyes and face.
“Like you want to devour me in this very store.” Kade retorted, swatting at my bottom as he passed.
My choice of clothing hadn’t been much better, but they were severely limited in the size department. The shorts I wore were a
few sizes too small, and fit more like underwear than anything else. Luckily, the black hoodie I wore was low enough to cover my
bottom. Kade grumbled a bit when he realized the black hoodie wasn’t in his size. I’m beginning to believe he has an aversion to
color.
We had been bantering back and forth since entering the Mini Mart. I think we were both trying to ignore the emotions we felt
from one another. We were trying to push aside that crippling panic and fear, replacing it with whatever we could. We used one
another as a distraction, as an anchor.
There was something neither one of us wanted to admit, something we both knew without fail.
Alec wasn’t d**d, we would know if he were. I could feel my connection to him like a fishing wire, endless in length and stronger
than anything I had ever experienced. That l**k was not severed. The earth would shake if one of my twin’s left me, I was sure of
it. He was very much alive, but we could only hope the same for Tori.

Kade paid for our things with a twenty he stole from the stranger’s van. I couldn’t help but feel the more we tried to blend in, the
more boldly we stood out. An elderly couple let us use their cellphone to make a call. We figured they were the least likely option
when it came to potential assassin’s and High Table spies.
I let out a shaky sigh when the twin’s dad picked up the phone. Kade and I locked eyes, both of us acknowledging that relief that
bolstered through us. We would feel the same when we got Alec and Tori back—because, we would get them back.
“They’re both alright, Garrett and Julian too.” Kade sighed, running his fingers through his hair. The action disrupted the hood on
his head, making him grumble. “Clearly, you were the target. They most likely took Alec and Tori when we slipped away.”
My throat constricted at the thought, and all of those pesky, pent up emotions bubbled towards the surface. Blame, sharp and
blunt like an old butcher’s knife, raked across my skin.
“Don’t do that, sweetheart.” Kade grimaced, pulling me into his arms. He had never been one for lengthy, sweet words, but he
always gave me what I needed. “We would do anything for you, but I need you to be strong for Alec and Tori. Someone from the
High Table is behind this, and we will make them pay.”
I let myself be weak for a few moments, to d***n in the pain that hid beneath my skin. A few seconds, that’s all I would allow
myself. I would be useless to Alec if I let this break me. Kade gave me those seconds, holding me tightly. I didn’t cry, I couldn’t
when Kade was giving me the strength of his emotions. Love so gentle from such a beast of a man, it was purer than anything I
had ever felt before.
We’d arrive to the High Table meeting by the skin of our teeth, if we were lucky. Time had already been lost fleeing from the
hotel, and we had yet to leave neutral territory. I wouldn’t even allow myself to think too hard on that. Kade and I had enough to
worry about without factoring bounty hunters and rogues into the mix.
Kade and I needed to travel to the next to the next town over. It was almost an hour away, but Garrett had a friend there who
would take us to the next hotel, seven hours away.
I wasn’t anywhere near trusting Garrett to that extent, but what other choice did we have? I was willing to do just about anything
to get Tori and Alec back.
We took a cab to the next town over, heading to an address given by Garrett’s friend. We pulled into the parking lot of this little
hardware store and waited. Garrett’s friend, turned out to be the owner of the hardware store.
Kade and I sat huddled in the back of his pick-up truck for seven hours, growing stiffer and more irritable as the sun crested and
finally set. The truck smelled of tobacco, which truly wasn’t an unpleasant smell. The cigars Garrett’s friend smoked smelled
sweet like honey and bourbon.
We traveled under the radar, which made me feel both free and exposed. Blending in was our best option for the time being, but
I missed the security three sedan’s full of guards provided.
As Kade chatted with Garrett’s friend in hushed tones, I closed my eyes and let my mind drift. I kept a firm hand around the
tether that connected Alec and I, waiting—waiting for something, anything. Movement or a flutter down the bond that would let

me know—that would chase away the poison pumping through my heart.
I felt nothing down the bond, but I wouldn’t let that discourage me. The bond was still there, still present and alive. I managed a
pitiful nap filled with nightmares and whispered threats before finally giving up on the idea of sleep.
Once night had completely taken over, Kade and I were squished together on a very lumpy motel mattress. The quality didn’t
matter, just as the cigarette smelling blanket had no importance. This place, it was just a stepping stone—a waiting room till we
were able to find Alec and Tori.
We fell asleep in each other’s arms that night, still wearing those cheap clothes from the Mini Mart. When I slept with the twin’s,
there was no room in my head and heart for nightmares. My soul seemed to know there was something missing. The nightmares
weren’t bold and vicious, but whispered on razor sharp blades that stung my eyes and made my heart ache.
That morning, we survived on stale bagels and some chips from our shopping trip yesterday. The coffee the motel offered was
dark and a bit burnt, but it helped dull the fact that Kade and I both slept horrendously.
Garrett, Julian, and the twin’s parents arrived at the hotel the night before. A team of the twin’s security patrol had turned around
last night, and met us at the motel we stayed at. From the motel, we had a remaining four hours left to drive. Every time I
glanced at the GPS, I found myself more on edge. We’d arrive with minutes to spare—minutes! That was not enough time to
prepare myself, to figure out the right words to say that would buy me my life.
The Crestbrook was the nicest hotel in town, and glittered like the crowned jewel of the city. Shaped like a fin, it jutted from the
earth as though it were breeching water. Shimmering windows were visible from the outside. There were a few statues outside
the hotel, giving it a modern vibe.
The moment the sedan pulled into the parking lot; our security team unleashed themselves onto us. Spewing from just about
every corner of the hotel and surrounding lot, they gave Kade and I a small birth as they escorted us into the building.
Kade and I were stuffed into the elevator, with six guards stationed around us. Like previously, we had the entire floor to
ourselves.
Garrett, Julian, and the twin’s parents were in our suite when we arrived. My stomach twisted painfully, and I thought I might
spew the gas station snacks from my stomach if I had to endure the gut-wrenching worry that the twin’s parents felt.
You could imagine my surprise when both their mom and dad pulled me in for a hug, telling me how glad they were that I was
safe. There was no blame—no accusations. It was my fault Tori and Alec were taken, that wasn’t up for argument. It was me
they wanted.
“There will be time to catch up after this mess is sorted.” The twin’s mom huffed, giving me a quick peck on the cheek. Her eyes
softened when she saw the surprise on my face, “I’m glad you’re safe, Aurora.”
My heart was hammering as I was passed from person to person, starting with the twin’s mom. She led me into one of the
bedrooms, fussing over my knotted hair and sleep-filled eyes.
“They’ve postponed the meeting a few hours.” The twin’s mom called out. Her voice echoed throughout the bathroom, meshing

with the sound of water spilling from the showerhead.
I was taking what might be the world’s shortest shower, and was out before three minutes had passed.
“They’ve postponed the meeting? Then why are we in such a rush.” I exhaled, raising my voice as I shouted above the loud whir
of the hair dryer. The twin’s mom wielded it expertly, using a round brush to dry my lengthy hair into soft waves.
“The date of this meeting was supposed to be confidential.” She replied, rolling her eyes. “The information was leaked, along
with what you are. There have been surges of old families arriving. There might only be five families within the High Table, but
they allow witnesses. Useless witnesses, bought off by most of the families, but there are a few honorable ones left. All of the
families in attendance are gathering before the meeting, you’ll both be expected to attend.”
“This whole thing sounds rigged from the beginning.” I grunted when she brushed through a particularly thick patch of knots.
“Perhaps—you might get a lead on where Alec is, or who has taken him.” She spoke quietly, her voice steel hard and her eyes
dark. A feral mother whose cub had been ripped away, she was nearly as vicious as I.
“We’ll find him.” I promised her, my voice strong and resolute. I let my own fury flash in my eyes, crazed but calculated. I would
not break, not for these people. I was relieved when she changed the subject, but it was difficult to let the tension flow from my
shoulders.
“It was awfully convenient that a vote was cast to delay the meeting.” She murmured under her breath; our eyes locked through
the mirror I sat in front of. “Marcus Novak called it to vote, two other families agreed.”
“Why? Why did they delay the meeting? I’m sure it wasn’t for my sake.” I laughed dryly.
“Zayne Novak was running late.” She told me, not bothering to conceal the double meaning to her words. “It seems he was stuck
in traffic.”
Coincidences were elusive and rare, especially in this twisted world.