Samuel POV:
"Your highness, so is that an okay from yours and Prince Cameron's side for the new warrior trainer at the academy?" Said Justin, mine and Cameron's PA.
What was he even talking about? What were any of these people talking about, and for the love of the goddess, when will they shut up?
I was done for the day, waving my hand in dismissal; I went to get up when I heard someone squeak out,
"But your highness..." but before he could finish, I sent a death glare, making him shut his mouth tight. Judging by my mood, everyone quickly packed up and left.
I sat back in the high-back leather chair, looking at the roof and thinking back about the drama that had happened since yesterday.
Flashback
"Honey, maybe it's time for you and Cameron to take a chosen. Your wolves are strong and need a mate to help tame them. What happened in the Coliseum yesterday has the pack pretty shaken up." Said, mom.
Some fucker of mine and Cameron's warrior army thought it would be okay to go behind our backs and leak essential war strategies to the vampires in exchange for money. Thinking he wouldn't be caught, but as faith has it, the ones to catch him were Cameron and myself. He was out on the border, where the end of our territory line and no man's land starts. It's a small strip of maybe fifty acres of a dense forest, but everyone in the werewolf multiverse knows that the area is forbidden and cannot be passed on until proper scansion is given. The area houses rogues or lone wolves; however, until they are bothered, they remain to themselves and keep their presence as least known as possible.
That is also the exact area where me and my twin, Cameron, go from time to time to get away from our hectic lives and royal duties; there's a small stream close to the edge where it was said the moon goddess bathed and is blessed with magical properties. However, no one has ever yet to prove the fact. Therefore, it's considered a rumour rather than a fact. But somehow, whenever Cameron and I sit there, this peace envelopes us like it's calling to us.
It was the same as yesterday as well; Cameron and I were by the stream finalizing a warrior trainer for the academy when we felt a slight drop in temperature. Anyone else would have brushed it off, but we knew better than that. Having gone to war with the species over generations, Cameron and I were seasoned to pick up on their slightest presence: a vampire.
Or fists clenched, and our wolves howled in our heads, clawing to be let free and rip that undead parasite to shreds. But, we needed to be careful. Like wolves, they had enhanced senses. Not wanting to alert the creature of our presence, we pulled back our scents; being a pure-blood royal had its perks. Cameron and I had certain abilities; we were the first in over five hundred years of the royal line to show these abilities again. The last person to have them was our great-grandfather.
We walked towards the decaying scent of the parasite, staying hidden between the long shrubs. However, as we got close, there was another scent: a wolf, and by the smell, we could tell that wolf was not a rogue or lone but part of the royal pack. Every wolf from a pack had a distinctive smell, helping identify them from one another; the royal pack members had a hint of grass in their scent.
"Are you sure you weren't followed?" Said a hoarse voice.
"Positive! I told everyone I was off to bed, but I don't have much time. Do you have what we agreed on?" said a voice we would know anywhere: Jackel.
Jackel was second in charge after the head warrior of the royal army and keeper of all battle strategies.
"Yes. five hundred gold bars for the twins' war strategies for the north." Said that parasite.
That fucker!
He was selling off our secrets to the enemy.
What hadn't we done for this piece of shit? He used to be a rogue. We took him in, took care of him and trained him to be the best that he is, and he dared to go behind our backs for a mere five hundred gold bars.
That fucker was dead!
Unable to control myself anymore, I pounced out from behind the shrubs and lunged for that bastard, catching him by the neck. Cameron wasn't far behind and shifted into his giant jet-black wolf, lunging for that vampire parasite's neck as well. Not sensing our presence fast enough, that fucker was too slow, and Cameron bit down his neck, jerking his muzzle with the parasite's neck between his razor-sharp teeth. He ripped off his head completely, blood spraying everywhere and on his fur. Spitting that fuckers head out of his mouth like the trash he was, Cameron shifted and came to stand next to me as we towered over that fucker, Jackel.
"Your highnesses have mercy, I was black..." before he could even finish his sentence, I punched him out cold, and he fell to the floor.
I was seething from inside; I knew Cameron was too. Words didn't need to be exchanged for what our next step of action would be. We already knew being identical twins was like being one alpha in two bodies; we were always in sync when we needed to act.
We didn't have space in our ranks for assholes like this Jackel, we needed to make sure everyone understood what it meant yo double cross us, what the consequences would be.
I heard Cameron send out a pack mind link in my head asking everyone to come to the Coliseum in fifteen minutes. Everyone knew we were easily agitated nowadays; everyone walked on pins and needles around us, making sure not to get us mad.
As predicted, it was packed when we reached the centre of the Coliseum with that fucker being dragged by me on the ground. I could even see mom, dad and Alana, our baby sister, in the royal box as well. Dropping the fucker's unconscious body in the centre, Cameron and I looked up to our surroundings, and he then boomed in his alpha voice.
Samuel POV: Flashback Cont'Dropping the fucker's unconscious body in the centre, Cameron and I looked up to our surroundings, and he then boomed in his alpha voice."Members of the royal pack, you all must be wondering why you were all suddenly summoned. Without beating around the bush, you can see that pathetic excuse of a wolf next to my brother's feet. He was caught red-handed selling valuable war strategies to our enemies, those undead blood-sucking parasites, and then he dared to make up a lie." You could hear the gasps and cruses sent this fucker Jackel's way when Cameron finished. Our species had lost a lot during the war with those parasites, and the mere mention of them in this multiverse is like throwing a match into petroleum, igniting the devastation of havoc."We have no place in our ranks for ungrateful people like him," I boomed. "What is your decision, son?" I heard dad say from the royal box. "A lesson not for him but for everyone else to see what happens when yo
Cameron POV: "I may just have found a solution to our worries, brother," I said, smiling.Samuel looked at me with raised eyebrows. Oh, big brother, I know you're going to like this. "Have you finalized a warrior instructor for the academy yet?" I asked, to which I earned a shake of his head, indicating a no. Perfect! "Since everything has been shit these past few days, why don't we go fill in for the semester..." Sam opened his mouth, probably to remind me about how we would be leaving our duties behind, but I held up a finger promoting him to let me continue, "... like I was saying we should fill in. All our royal engagements are caught up, and helping the academy is part of social work. Plus, don't we need new warriors for the new ranks in our army? Why not choose them first hand?" I said. I could see the wheel turning in his head. As much as he thought he rebelled in front of our parents and his duties, he was the far better royal among us. It probably came with being the el
Lyla POV: Looking at the mahogany doors of the castle, it was considered an honour to attend Maxwell Academy, but I felt nothing but resentment. This was supposed to be my home till I turned eighteen, who knows maybe longer if Jax and my brothers thought so. Despite my pleas and promises to be better, my brothers nor Jax relented, and here we are, two days later, at the infamous Maxwell Academy, waiting for the Principal to come out and show us around. All my brothers and Jax had accompanied me to the Wolf multiverse, much to my dismay. Since they were getting rid of me, why accompany me? Throughout the trip, they tried talking to me. Jax even tried sitting next to me, but I didn't give any of them the time of day. I was hurt; I had to leave mom and dad behind, my memories behind that had kept me going when I had no one else. "Alpha Lars, Alpha Jax, welcome to Maxwell Academy. I'm Dean Shrewd." Said the man who introduced himself as the Dean. He was tall. A middle-aged man with bro
Lyla POV: As I walked down the extensive corridors with my roommate Alana towards the welcome party, I couldn't help but admire my surroundings. No doubt this place was amazing. As much I dreaded being left here, some of those feelings had dissolved after meeting Alana. Alana and I had hit it off as soon as I walked through my dorm's door. You could sense the happy vibes coming out of her, which were contagious. She was a ball of energy, and I knew she wasn't the type to fake it. With her blonde hair up to her shoulders, with the bluest eyes I had seen, she was the epitome of gorgeousness—a body that I could kill for: fit and slim. I could tell she was nervous about being here. She was in the same grade as me, and her family had wanted her to finish her last year at the academy, since it was a tradition in their family to graduate from Maxwell Academy. Apparently, her two older brothers and her parents and their parents before that had graduated from here as well. Alana had mentione
Lyla POV:Fuck! Warrior training just got way more complicated. They couldn't be the trainers, mhmm, no-way hoezay, it was hard enough to control myself from dampening my panties and seeing them training us, and that too, probably shirtless, would have my ovaries on fire. How the hell would I learn anything if I had to focus on controlling my damn pussy from leaking like a fire hydrant the whole god-damn time? I hadn't realized I was lost in my thoughts until Jax nudged me, making me look at him. He nudged his head towards the prince; confused, I looked in the direction he indicated and saw one of the prince's outstretched hands for a handshake. Fuck! I totally missed that. Quickly taking his large calloused hand in my mine and shaking it. The moment our hands touched, I swear I could've felt a zap, but it was like a nanosecond. I probably had imagined it. Shaking hands with the other prince, I felt the same zap.What the hell?Quickly shaking and letting go, I backed up a few step
Lyla POV: Unconsciously, I looked towards the twins and saw their rage-filled eyes on Jax. Alana cut them off as soon as the twins opened their mouths to say something. "Oh, you're not eighteen yet, though. What if you find your mate once you turn eighteen, since you'll still be at the academy at the time." She said. Jax and I both stilled. We had never had this conversation before; it was kind of an unsaid thought. I had always wanted to be with him, and everyone knew, so the perception of me rejecting my mate was already like an unsaid commitment. However, the thought of rejecting the other half of my soul was becoming gut-wrenching as time passed and I got closer to my birthday, but I didn't tell anyone that. I didn't have it in me to tell Jax this. With how much love and support he has shown me, and even if my brothers and I had drifted apart over the years, I still didn't want them to be disappointed in me. I knew they wouldn't be if I told them. Still, the guilt of straining
Lyla POV: It had been five minutes since the twins had left me here baffled in front of the VIP dorm entrance.What the fuck had just happened, and why did that happen?Was it just me, or did both the princes, our to-be kings, just kiss me, and why didn't I say anything to them when they pulled back? And, the weirdest thing was their kisses had given me these strange, funny feelings in my stomach. Was it because of the kisses or the power that oozed off them? She-wolves were attracted to male wolves of power. It was a drug to she-wolves, like their own personal stash of heroin. So was it that or the fact I actually liked myself being kissed by them? It was probably the latter. I was a growing she-wolf that would fully be matured into a wolf in a month, so the power was just attracting me, plus I had Jax. I couldn't like the twins. Jax was to be my mate in a month, and I shouldn't be getting these weird tummy jumps because of other male wolves' kisses, no matter how drop dead gorgeous
Lyla POV: Who could that be so late at night?It was almost one in the morning!It was supposed to be lights out by eleven. However, with us staying in the VIP dorms, that rule didn't apply, unlike the regular dorms, but we didn't know anyone else from these dorms, so who was it? Alana got up to go open the door while I stood behind and turned in her direction to see who it was, but when she opened the door, I wished I had decided to go to bed instead of watching a movie with her. There at the door stood Alana's brothers, aka the twin princes, in nothing but a pair of basketball shorts and a casual shirt. My eyes betrayed me and caused me to gawk at them from head to toe. Goddess!Was she on fucking crack when she made these two adonis's because my, oh my, I could jump them right now. Realizing what I was thinking, I quickly cleared my thoughts, so my vagina didn't decide to act up again and scent the whole damn room of my arousal. I didn't even have other she-wolves around to blam