All Chapters of Twin Mates for The Alpha: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Lance was just as I remembered him. Tall and imposing, but also with a wide friendly smile. He had gotten wider since I saw him last, wider being more muscular not fatter. I decided it was better not to tell Mike or Zach that we had met up in secret and stayed in contact since whatever happened between our fathers. I knew they would probably not care too much but meeting a guy in secret would raise their hackles a bit and the last thing I needed was them to be suspicious of him given the tension that already existed with our parents. Mike and Zach had thankfully stayed behind, not wanting to be without me it had been a fight; but since I was taking both Christian and Jay as well as many of their pack members, we couldn’t leave Blue Moon vulnerable. As fighters they were more than capable with those that had stayed. I had called ahead and let Lance know when we were close, he was waiting for us on the outskirts of their territory with a few other

My head spun as my vision blurred. My body felt like it was on fire, Lance’s hair tickled my ear and my pulse sped up until I thought my internal temperature would cause me to combust. Then it settled and a wave of cool calmness washed through me, everything back to normal and then some. I felt, whole, complete, settled; but why? The pressure on my throat had eased and I hadn’t even noticed I was breathing unlabored. I looked up into a pair of bright blue eyes that were quite confused, and right above them in the mop of brown hair a stark silver streak had appeared. Blinking rapidly, I tried to sit up, only to find myself sinking back down, but caught by something firm, Lance’s arms. I wanted to hit him, throat punch him, to ask him why, but my mouth wouldn’t move and seemed to be made of stone. “What the actual fuck?” I heard Jay

LANCE It really seemed unbelievable that I was some sort of mythical creature from a story; one that was indeed thought to not have existed. Leave it to me to be some obscure thing no one had heard about except of course Xavier. Though, if anyone would know things no one else did it would be him, he had read every book in our library and then some; and was always getting more in. Our library was probably the biggest in the area, with ancient texts, fiction, nonfiction and more; not a place I spent a lot of time as I wasn’t much of a reader. That was mostly because Xavier wanted it that way, and to be honest it wasn’t so bad seeing as we had frequent visitors to it from other packs. I shifted on my feet; I didn’t feel any different at all physically. Internally I felt a low thrum, like m

From the Mist lands it was but a few days to get to Red River lands, Jay and Christian’s heads were on constant swivel, as was Lance’s and his Beta, Devyn. Lance had yet to take a Gamma, but Devyn was more than capable of keeping Lance’s man child ass in line in his own way. I liked the Beta well enough; he was typically a bit more reserved than Lance, but that wasn’t saying much. It made for a livelier trek into the Red River territory, and I did feel a bit better with the two additions to our group. We noticed as we got closer to the Red River territory we did not hear as many noises that would indicate a thriving ecosystem, instead all around us was silence; save for the stream we were following. As we crossed the border into Red River from Mist the silence became deafening as all our chatter silenced as we went on high alert, I highly doubted anyone was here but just in case we needed to be careful. I could see the agitatio

This had taken too much time; it had already been late when we were ambushed; and now as we trudged along the sun had started to rise. The orange and yellow rays breaking through the darkness and illuminating our tired faces. We all looked like hell, who wouldn’t after being up all night? Black smudges danced underneath all our eyes as we approached the jail, having called my parents (who were up at this ungodly hour) we were told to take the wolves to the prison, and they would meet us there. Nick greeted us when we arrived, and then turned a stony glare to the wolves, who were still bound together, each with a rope around their neck. We had tried but they refused to transform into their human forms. Nick gestured for us to follow him, and we did, splitting up the wolves so that they were no more than three to a cell. I heard the footsteps of my parents echoing in the stone hallway, my dad’s solid, sure strides, and the pitter patter of m