Inside her room, warm and golden under a worn-out chandelier, Emma sat with her friend, their quiet laughter defying the atmosphere.
“I’m so excited for you, Emma,” Teena said suddenly, her cheeks flushing brighter.
“Why?” Emma asked, surprised by the sudden declaration.
Teena turned to her, face glowing with excitement. Clutching the hem of her silk gown, she waltzed around the room in an exaggerated circle. “You’re going to the ball!” she exclaimed. “There’ll be so many nobles there. Maybe you’ll even find your mate!” Grabbing Emma’s hands, she gasped in excitement. “This could be it!”
Emma’s expression didn’t mirror her friend’s enthusiasm. Slowly, she pulled her hands away, the spark of excitement slowly leaving Teena’s eyes.
“Emma?” Teena called with a soft and uncertain voice.
“I don’t think I want to go,” Emma admitted, her voice sharp. “Look at me. I’m nowhere near attractive. No one even likes me, so what’s the point of it all?”
“That’s not true! I like you,” Teena interrupted.
“Yeah, just you.” Emma sighed, her tone laced with bitterness. “The rest of the world hates me. I mean, look at my parents. Isn’t that proof enough? Why would anyone at the ball feel differently?”
“That’s enough, Emma,” Teena said, cutting her off. “You’re beautiful and kind. If anyone at that ball doesn’t see it, the joke’s on them.”
Emma’s lips twitched into a sad smile. “I’ve been eighteen for a while now, Teena, and I haven’t found a mate. Why would tonight be any different?”
Teena grabbed Emma’s hands again, her gaze steady. “Because I just know it will be. You’re stronger than you think. You’re amazing, Emma. They’ll see that.”
Emma chuckled softly, a flicker of warmth in her eyes. “I guess I’d better decide what to wear,” she said, standing. “This is the first time my parents are letting me go somewhere fun. You know, aside from the blood transfusion facility.” She laughed at her joke, but Teena didn’t find it funny.
“You’re still doing that?” Teena asked, her eyes wide in shock.
“I have to,” Emma said, sorting through her wardrobe. “My sister’s life depends on it.”
“That bratty imp,” Teena muttered under her breath, uncharacteristically harsh. Emma chuckled at the rare outburst.
“What do you think?” Emma asked, holding up a red gown, her face lighting up.
“Not that one,” Teena groaned, rolling her eyes.
—-
Emma walked into the ballroom which was a masterpiece of opulence, glowing like a golden jewel against the velvet night. The masks glittered under the chandeliers.
Her heart thudded in her chest as she stepped inside, biting her lip nervously. Why was everyone staring at her? To her, it felt like they were about to throw her out. She knew she wasn’t supposed to come, she never wanted to be here in the first place.
“Hey, beautiful,” A smooth voice cut through the crowd, and she turned to see a man approaching. His tailored black suit fit him perfectly, and his silver mask framed piercing blue eyes.
The way he looked at her made her stomach flip. He oozed power and danger, and she was drawn to it.
“Care for a dance?” he asked, with a calm yet commanding voice. Emma nodded, as she was unable to resist.
“I’m Jayden Sutherland,” he said as he pulled her close, his hand resting lightly on her waist. The moment their body came in contact, it sent shivers through her, leaving her momentarily speechless.
“Uh… Sinclair,” she stammered, managing only her last name while biting her lip in embarrassment, which didn’t go unnoticed. Jayden chuckled softly.
“I’ll call you ‘E,’” he murmured softly. Emma’s cheeks burned beneath her mask.
“Sutherland?” she repeated, as the realization dawned on her. “You’re a Sutherland?”
Jayden smiled, his sharp features glowing faintly. He leaned closer as they swayed to the music. “Yes. I have a twin and he wants to meet you, too,” he whispered, leading her toward the terrace.
They finally got to a spot and stopped, as Jayden handed her a drink. “Relax, E,” his soothing voice came. All of a sudden, another man appeared from the shadows,
looking so identical to Jayden.
Emma gasped, her eyes widening in shock. “Did he just… come out of you?”
The second man chuckled at her question before opening his mouth to speak. “I’m Kale.”
Emma blinked, overwhelmed as the truth sank in. The Sutherland twins weren’t just brothers, they were one Alpha, a single being capable of splitting into two.
Emma’s breathing quickened as she stared at the identical figures before her.
Jayden and Kale Sutherland stood there, their piercing gazes locked onto her, making her feel both mesmerized and unnerved. She tried to gather her thoughts, but the sight of them together, two halves of the same Alpha, made her head spin.
“I… I can’t believe this is real,” she stammered, her voice shaky. “You’re… one person?”
Jayden exchanged a glance with Kale, his lips curling into a faint smile. “One Alpha,” he corrected, his tone calm yet commanding.
“Very unique, I know,” Kale added, his smirk more mischievous. “We tend to have that effect on people.”
Emma swallowed, still trying to process what she was seeing. Her curiosity warred with the nervous energy coursing through her. She felt the pull of their presence, the strange connection that made her heart race and her wolf stir restlessly inside her.
Jayden stepped closer, his eyes scanning her face as though searching for something. “You felt it too, didn’t you?” he asked softly, his voice sending shivers down her spine.
“Felt what?” Emma managed to ask, though her voice barely carried.
Kale leaned casually against the terrace railing, his tone was light but his words were heavy. “The bond.”
“I’ve wanted you all night, E,” Jayden murmured, his voice low and smooth. Emma could barely breathe, her hands slowly moving up to his chest. His body was like stone, strong, unyielding, perfect.
Her head spun with excitement as Kale joined them, his touch just as electrifying. The room felt otherworldly, their presence overwhelming her senses. She didn’t care about the world outside. Right now, they made her feel special, desired, and powerful.
Clothes fell away, leaving only raw desire and untamed passion. The twins moved with perfect harmony, their connection to one another felt so strong and right. For Emma, it was unlike anything she’d ever experienced.
The Next Morning
“Really?!” Teena’s eyes were wide with shock as she sat on Emma’s bed, her face flushed with excitement.
“Yes,” Emma said, her cheeks glowing as she tried to suppress a smile. “I spent the night with the Sutherlands.” Her voice lowered as she added, “It felt… unreal.”
Teena gasped, covering her mouth. “Emma Sinclair, are you serious? The Sutherland twins?!”
Emma nodded, her hands clasped tightly in her lap. She looked so shy. “I can’t explain it but I felt a strong bond, Teena. Something different. Something real.” Her voice was filled with excitement as she tried to explain.
“A bond?” Teena squealed, bouncing slightly. “Oh my goddess, this is huge! You might’ve just met your mate. Both of them!”
Emma looked away, her blush deepening. “It’s strange, isn’t it? To feel this way about two people, well, one Alpha, technically….but still, it’s…” She trailed off, unable to put her emotions into words.
“Strange? No, Emma, this is amazing!” Teena beamed, grabbing her friend’s hands. “The Sutherlands, Emma. They’re legendary. And they chose you.”
Emma couldn’t hide her smile anymore. “It just… it felt different,” she admitted, her voice soft. “Like nothing else mattered in that moment.”
Before Teena could respond, a sharp voice cut through the room.
“What did you just say?”
Both girls turned to see Ever standing in the doorway, her eyes dark and blazing with fury.
“Ever…” Emma began, her voice faltering.
Ever stepped into the room, her anger radiating off her in waves. “You slept with the Sutherlands?” She slurred, her voice dripping with venom. “You?”
“Ever, I can explain”
“Explain what?” Ever snapped, her voice rising. “You know I’ve always wanted to meet them! And you go ahead and… and do this?!”
Emma stood, her heart racing. “It wasn’t planned, Ever. I….”
“Save it,” Ever spat, turning on her heel. “You’ve ruined everything.” She stormed out of the room, very furious, leaving a suffocating silence in the room.
“Dad!” Ever’s voice echoed through the halls. She was going to complain to him, obviously.
Emma sank back onto the bed, with a pale face as Teena tried to comfort her by placing a hand on her shoulder. “This isn’t good,” Emma whispered, dread pooling in her chest.
On the other hand, the Sutherland twins arrived at the Sinclair mansion, their carriage looked so exquisite, that it drew the curious gazes of passersby.
Jayden and Kale Sutherland stepped out, their identical figures exuding a quiet yet undeniable power. Both wore tailored dark suits that highlighted their broad shoulders, their faces obscured by matching silver masks that added to their air of mystery.
Mr. Sinclair greeted them at the grand entrance, his tone warm but calculated. “Welcome to my home,” he said, gesturing toward the spacious foyer. “It’s an honor to host the esteemed Alphas of the Ravenclaw Pack.”
Jayden’s piercing blue eyes scanned the room as he inclined his head politely. “The honor is ours,” he replied smoothly, though his voice carried a hint of cool detachment.
Kale’s lips curved into a faint smile as his gaze lingered on the opulent decor. “Your reputation precedes you, Mr. Sinclair,” he said, his tone light but measured. “We’ve heard much about your family’s standing.”
Mr. Sinclair chuckled, though the sound was hollow. “And I’ve heard much about yours,” he replied. “It was my daughter who insisted I invite you. She seemed rather eager to meet you both.”
At his words, the twins exchanged a glance. They were here for one reason, to meet the omega they had sensed at the ball. The bond had been faint but undeniable, drawing them back to confirm what they already suspected.
Mr. Sinclair turned toward the grand staircase, his smile widening. “Ah, here she is now,” he announced.
They saw a young woman descend from the stairs, clad in a flowing gown, her every step was deliberate and graceful. Her features were delicate, her smile seemed like they had been practiced and demure.
Jayden’s eyes flickered briefly with recognition. The scent was unmistakable, sweet, and familiar, the same scent that had captivated them at the ball.
“E,” Jayden said softly, stepping forward and offering his hand to the girl as she reached the last step. “It’s good to see you again.”
The young woman’s lips curled into a smile as she placed her hand in his. “The pleasure is mine,” she replied, her voice smooth and confident.
Kale, standing slightly behind his brother, watched the interaction with a faint smirk. “We were looking forward to this meeting,” he said, his voice carrying a teasing undertone.
The girl’s smile deepened, her confidence bolstered by their attention.
Meanwhile, across the estate, in a dark, cold room, Emma pounded desperately against the heavy wooden door that confined her. Her fists were bruised, her voice hoarse from hours of pleading. “Please,” she cried, her hands trembling as she struck the door again. “Let me out!
”
She slumped to the floor, as tears rolled down her cheek. She was mad at the fact that Ever was receiving the attention that she believed was meant for her.
The heavy doors groaned as they slowly creaked open, flooding the dark, oppressive room with a stream of light. Emma, crumpled against the cold stone wall, shielded her eyes from the sudden brightness. Her hands, bruised and trembling, rested limply on her lap. For hours, she had banged against the huge doors, the relentless effort peeling the skin from her palms.The bright light spilled over her face, revealing delicate features smeared with dust and streaked with tears. Her once-luminous hair clung dimly to her skin, yet even in her exhausted state, an undeniable beauty lingered in her fragile frame.As Emma’s blurred vision adjusted, a familiar silhouette stood in the doorway, and her heart sank. Ever.Clad in an ornate gown that gleamed in the light, mocking Emma’s despair, Ever smirked as she stepped inside. Her eyes sparkled with satisfaction.“Well, well,” Ever drawled, tilting her head in mock pity. “Look at you, Emma. Such a mess.”Emma, too weak to stand, clenched her fists
Inside her room, Emma paced like a caged animal, her heart pounding with fury. Today was the day of Ever’s mating ceremony with the Sutherland Alpha.She clenched her fists. Ever had won every other battle, but Emma wouldn’t let her win this one.The lock clicked sharply, and Emma realized she was trapped again. They had locked her in, just as they always did. For a moment, despair threatened to overwhelm her, but something deep within her stirred.Her wolf.A growl rumbled in her chest as a sudden pull of strength coursed through her veins. With a furious cry, she slammed her body against the door. And soon it came open, there was a storm and it greeted her like icy needles as she ran into the night, her feet pounding against the ground. Her breath came in sharp gasps, but she didn’t stop. She couldn’t.The forest was dark but she didn’t care. She continued to run toward the clearing where the ceremony was taking place. Different scents filled her nose but her focus was solely on th
Chapter 4Emma lay crumpled in the dirt, the cold ground pressing against her cheek. Everywhere was silent, only the sound of the bird and footsteps could be heard Her body trembled as sharp pain spread through her ribs where someone had kicked her. She blinked slowly, trying to open up her eyes completely but the view she met made her shut her eyes down almost immediately. “What do we do with her?” a rough voice said cutting through the silence of the environment. It came from one of the men standing over her, fear crept in and she wiggled praying inwardly for the ground to open up and swallow her.“We should finish her off. She’s already half-dead,” Another voice answered, lighter but no less cruel. Emma’s chest tightened. She wanted to speak, to plead, but her mouth felt dry, and every breath burned. She shifted slightly, and the pain shot through her like fire.“No,” a third voice cut in sharp and desperate. “Why waste her? We could… you know, have a little fun first,” he title
Emma opened her eyes with a start, feeling a sharp headache hitting her. Her eyes caught the environment she was in. Everything seemed blurred, but one thing didn’t fail her ears; the constant beeping of a machine. She tried to open her eyes fully, but they felt heavy.With a deep breath, she finally opened them. The white ceiling and the white walls were the first things that caught her sight. She breathed repeatedly, unable to comprehend what was happening or where she was.She tried to remember how she got there, but everything seemed blank. Whenever she tried to recall, everything seemed to collapse, and she suddenly felt a huge headache.She relaxed her body, closing her eyes in an attempt to calm herself.She could smell the scent of the room, it smelled of antiseptic.Confusion clouded her mind. How had she gotten here?She groaned softly, attempting to push herself upright, but the dull ache in her head made her falter.The door suddenly creaked open and a nurse walked inside,
The moment the man mentioned his name, Emma’s body shook. She didn’t know why a stranger would go out of their way to save her. She didn’t understand exactly why. The man looked genuinely helpful and genuinely happy for her.“Can you tell me the reason why you saved me, if I may ask?” she questioned, maintaining eye contact with the man.“Of course, I have no reason,” he replied. “I saw you stranded on the road, and that is why I decided to save you. I don’t have bad intentions toward you. You don’t have to stress yourself. All you have to do is keep your mind at peace. Recover quickly so we can leave the hospital. Or do you like staying at the hospital, sleeping like this?”The man asked, and Emma wiggled her head in response. Even though the man was a stranger, the way he communicated with her, the way he conversed with her, made her feel at ease.The doctor opened the door and stepped inside, his eyes smiling at Emma.“Are you two having a private conversation, or should I excuse m
Immediately after she set foot in the man’s house, Emma marveled at it. The house was beautiful, a big mansion with various types of decorations. Everything in the house seemed special and specific. The walls were painted white and decorated with gold accents. She stared at it as if she were in heaven.The man noticed her reaction and cleared his throat, gaining her attention. Emma quickly wiggled her head and shifted her focus to him.“You are welcome to my home. I hope you recover quickly,” the man said.“Yes, I hope so,” she replied.The man led her to an empty room and told her to rest properly while he went to the kitchen to prepare food for her.Emma was shocked and asked, “Can you cook?”The man smiled. “I’m not going to brag. I’ll prepare the food, and you can judge for yourself if I can cook or not.”Emma smiled back and said, “Okay, no problem.”The man gestured toward the bed before stepping out and closing the door. Emma stared at the door and muttered, “I hope this isn’t
A grand bouquet has been arranged in the pack. In order to maintain and talk about the pack territory, they invite different alphas from nearby packs to discuss the critical issues going on. Particularly, the rising threat of outside impacts from crossing the alphas’ bother. They arrange the hall greatly, everywhere boozed with energy, as packs leaders dressed in their finest attire. They fill the long wooden table that was set across the room. Their conversation was obvious in the air. Their laughter evident in the eyes. Some conversations were friendly. They talked and joked about parties that they attended, while some were tense with teasing. At the top of the table, Jayden and Kale stood at the head of the room. Their presence was commanding, and it was impossible to ignore. Jayden leaned against the table. His sharp eyes were scanning the crowd as if looking for any signs of trouble. Kale was beside him. His arms were crossed on his chest. His eyes sat in a straight, focused
Two nights later, Emily woke up with a start, sweat foaming out of her body. Her breath was Hitching as the remnant of the nightmare gripped her tightly. Her body trembled, her chest was heavy with the weight of fear. She wiped her damp forehead with shaky hands with a trembling voice, she tried to steady her racing heart, for the image replayed in her mind like a broken record. The dream had been unlike any other she would ever experience. She saw her former pack, the home she had once cherished, crumbling to the ground. The world’s majestic structure,the people’s echoes haunt her even now. Amidst the crowd, two wolves chased her relentlessly. Toward the end of the vision, she stood over the lifeless body of the pack-mates. Blood was staining her hands, and the faces she once cared for were frozen in pain and betrayal. She had done it herself, She killed them all.Her moist palm rubbed her hair as she screamed out loud, not even knowing what the sound echoed from her lips until sh
The walk to the Luna’s chambers felt longer than it should have. Emma could feel the weight of the twins’ stares on her. Jayden walked close on one side, his expression unreadable, while Kale was on her other side, his usual smirk absent for once. It was strange to see them this serious. It made her stomach twist with unease. As they reached the large double doors of the Luna’s quarters, the maid stopped and bowed. “Only Lady Emma may enter,” she said hesitantly, clearly nervous under the twins’ sharp gazes. Emma took a breath. “It’s fine,” she murmured, mostly to herself. Jayden placed a firm hand on her wrist. “If she says anything, if she does anything, you call for us. Understood?” Emma met his gaze, seeing the rare concern in his eyes. It sent a strange warmth through her chest. “I will,” she promised. Kale sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Don’t let her mess with your head.” Emma nodded before stepping forward. The doors creaked open, and she slipped inside. Th
Emma pressed her back against the door, her heart still racing. Her hands trembled slightly as she touched her burning cheeks, still feeling the ghost of their lips against hers. What had she gotten herself into? The twins had always been a mystery to her, cold and distant at first, their attention fixed elsewhere. But now? They were relentless, teasing, chasing her in ways that made her feel flustered and uncertain. And the worst part? She didn’t hate it. Emma groaned, running a hand through her hair. She needed to clear her head. A knock at the door startled her. She jumped, gripping the handle as she tried to steady herself. “Who is it?” she called, hoping her voice didn’t betray how shaken she was. “It’s me,” a familiar voice replied. Tyler. Emma quickly composed herself and opened the door. He stood there with his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. “Can I come in?” Emma hesitated before stepping aside, allowing him in. Tyler walked in, his sharp eyes scanning
The morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a golden hue across the room. Emma shifted beneath the blankets, her body still sore, a dull ache lingering in places she hadn’t expected. She squeezed her eyes shut as the memories of last night rushed back, Jayden and Kale, their lips on hers, their hands mapping her skin. Jayden tongue on her clit, Kale's lips on her nipple. Heat surged through her body at the thought, embarrassment creeping up her spine. “What the hell was that?” she whispered, burying her face in her pillow. She wasn’t supposed to let that happen. She should’ve pushed them away, scolded them, or something. But instead, she had stood there, stunned, her body betraying her as they stole breath after breath from her lips. A groan slipped from her lips as she turned over, willing the thoughts away. But the warmth spreading through her wouldn’t leave. She went to the bathroom, splashed water on her face, anything just to make the memory erased but instead
Emma let out a deep sigh as she stepped out of the bathroom, her body still damp from the hot shower. Steam curled around her as she wrapped a towel securely around herself, tucking the edge between her breasts to keep it in place. The night had been exhausting, her mind clouded with everything that had happened with Ever, the twins, and the suspicions surrounding her sister. She ran a hand through her wet hair, staring at her reflection in the mirror. Her thoughts were a mess, but she wasn’t going to let Ever win. Not again. Just as she turned toward her closet, the door to her room suddenly burst open. Emma gasped, clutching her towel tightly as she spun around. Jayden and Kale stood in the doorway, their eyes locking onto her instantly. Their presence filled the space, their towering forms radiating something intense, something primal. “Wh-what are you doing here?” Emma stammered, backing up slightly, her fingers gripping the fabric of her towel. The twins stepped inside, cl
Ever stormed out of the packhouse, her heels clicking against the pavement, her face twisted in frustration. The cool night air did little to ease the heat of her anger. Her mother, rushed after her, confusion written all over her face. “Ever, slow down!” Her mother called, struggling to keep pace with her daughter’s hurried steps. “What’s gotten into you?” Ever barely spared her a glance. “Nothing.” Her mother frowned. “Nothing? You insisted we come here, and now you’re dragging me out like we weren’t just welcomed inside. What happened?” Ever rolled her eyes, inhaling deeply to keep her patience in check. She couldn’t let her mother see how much Emma had gotten under her skin. “I just wasn’t feeling well,” she muttered, keeping her gaze forward. Her mother sighed, reaching out to grab Ever’s wrist. “You seemed fine before. Tell me the truth, Ever. Did something happen with Emma?” Ever jerked her hand free, her eyes flashing with annoyance. “Why do you always assume I’m the p
Ever’s fingers twitched in her pocket, gripping the stolen toothbrushes as she forced herself to remain calm. Her heart pounded in her chest, but she forced herself to breathe evenly. Jayden’s sharp eyes bore into her, scrutinizing her every movement. “I didn’t take anything,” Ever insisted, her voice perfectly steady, though her pulse hammered in her ears. Jayden scoffed, taking another step forward. “I don’t believe you.” Ever let out an exaggerated sigh, shaking her head as though she was exhausted by the accusation. “I don’t know why you’re acting this way. I was just looking around. If I knew you’d be this paranoid, I wouldn’t have even left the room.” Jayden didn’t flinch. “Then empty your pockets.” Ever’s jaw clenched, but she quickly masked it with a wounded expression. “Jayden, really? Do you think so little of me?” Before Jayden could respond, the door creaked open, and Emma stepped in. Her sharp gaze flickered between Ever’s stiff posture and Jayden’s tense stance.
The rumors about everything happening in the pack hadn’t missed Ever’s ears. She had been ecstatic when she first heard that Alpha m hated Emma now, believing it was what Emma deserved. That weak, pitiful girl had stolen attention that didn’t belong to her for far too long. But Ever’s joy faded when she learned what had happened the previous day. That changed everything. If Emma truly had the twins and the Alpha on her side, it meant she wasn’t as alone as Ever had hoped. It meant Emma had protection. Ever clenched her fists. No. She wouldn’t let this slip through her fingers. She needed to act before things spiraled out of her control. After pacing in her room for nearly an hour, Ever finally came up with a plan. It wasn’t enough to sit back and hope Emma’s misfortune continued. No she had to make sure of it. She went to find her mother, who was sitting on the porch, enjoying the warmth of the late afternoon sun. Her mother was blissfully unaware of everything happening in the
Emma’s body ached, her lungs burned, and sweat dripped down her forehead. She had already lost count of how many times Cedric had thrown her to the ground, but she refused to stay down. She tightened her fists, pushing herself up once more. Cedric smirked. “Give it up, omega. You’re embarrassing yourself.” Emma wiped the blood from her lip, eyes burning with determination. “Not yet.” She took a deep breath, adjusting her stance. She had been fighting defensively, trying to block his attacks, but that wasn’t working. If she wanted to win, she had to stop holding back. The moment Cedric lunged at her again, she sidestepped swiftly, dodging his punch at the last second. Instead of retreating, she turned and drove her elbow into his ribs with full force. He grunted in pain. The crowd gasped. But Emma didn’t stop. Before Cedric could recover, she spun and kicked his knee, sending him stumbling. Using that momentum, she jumped, twisting midair, and delivered a powerful kick to his
Emma stormed into her room, her chest tightening with frustration. She had left Tyler without a word, unable to process what had just happened. It was too much—too overwhelming. She was already struggling with the twins, Kale and Jayden, and now fate had cruelly tied her to Tyler as well. Three mates. Her hands clenched into fists as she paced back and forth. Why? Why did fate insist on playing games with her? First, it had given her a weak body, making her the pack’s punching bag. Then, it had forced her into a mate life where she had to fight for every scrap of respect. And just when she had started carving a place for herself, fate twisted again. Her breath came out shaky. Ever. The name alone made her blood run cold. She had suffered because of Ever. She had torn her down, made her feel like nothing, turned her into a joke. And now? Now that it was finally her turn to rise, to enjoy even a sliver of happiness, she was still being tormented. Was she never meant to find pe