All Chapters of The Wrong Alpha Twin: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

-Cain-This was what I had wanted: Willow completely in her right mind—or at least sort of in her right mind. I knew her anger had a way of pushing her, but she was right there with me, tightening around me so fiercely that I couldn’t pull away. Our bodies were locked together, and this was a whole new experience for me. Yet, as we slowly came down from that incredible high, I sensed Willow beginning to close off again. She was tensing in my arms.I tried to distract her by teasing the mark on her shoulder, knowing how sensitive it was. She sighed softly, but the moment I released her, she pushed me back. I was still hard, eager for another round, but Willow jumped off my desk and started dressing.I quickly put on my clothes as well, sliding into my chair while watching her. The look in her eyes told me she blamed me for the whole ordeal, even though she was the one who had ordered me to get naked.“I guess we’ll see if that did it,” I teased, noticing her eyes flash with anger. A smi

-Cain-“Try again,” Willow urged, gesturing with her hand as I paced. Both her chair and Henry’s were turned toward me as I stood in the center of the room. Willow had propped her bare feet on the chair, looking adorable curled up with a big brown book in her hands, her long hair cascading around her. Henry, on the other hand, looked weary, clearly unimpressed with my performance during this practiced interview.“How many more times? It’s getting late,” I pointed out.“Just one more time. Impress us,” she replied, her sweet smile making it hard for me to resist.“Alright,” I said, slamming my hands together in front of me to mentally prepare. “I’m honored to be considered a suitable leader and king. I understand my past actions have shown me to be unworthy, but I appreciate this second chance and will do my best to ensure I don’t let any of you down.”I glanced at the two of them, noticing Henry shaking his head in disapproval without saying a word, while Willow bit her lip.“What?” I

-Willow-As I woke in the morning, I felt an interesting stretch between my legs. Cain had not stopped after the first round. He filled me again before taking me two more times. Only when I could handle no more did he let me clean up and rest. And once again, I found myself completely enveloped in his arms, unable to escape. But this time, I felt better about it because of how we had spent the night together. I couldn’t say I had completely forgiven him, but he had proven himself a lot yesterday, and my need for him had suddenly grown to new heights.I glanced over my shoulder, seeing him sleeping behind me. I smiled softly, then tried to slide out of bed to get ready, but Cain’s arm tightened around me.“I thought you were asleep,” I chuckled.“Just woke up. Where do you think you’re going?” he asked.“To get ready.”“I say we spend the day in bed,” he purred, pulling me even closer and burying his nose in my neck, inhaling deeply, which made me giggle. “Fuck, I love that sound.”“Cai

-Cain-I turned to see my father approaching, dressed in a suit and looking as regal as ever. However, as he stood before me, I could tell he wasn’t particularly happy either.“Seems like the roles have reversed,” he tried to joke, but neither of us laughed. “How is she?”“Upset. The partying has reached her ears,” I replied.My father shook his head, rubbing his eyes before focusing on me. “He just needs to get it out of his system.”I hated how easily people made excuses for Carter, but that was how it had always been.“I’ll keep the articles away from her,” I informed him.“Good idea,” he said. “How are things going out there?”“Fine for the moment. We’re settling in.”“Any signs?”“Of?”“Her being pregnant?” he asked.I shook my head. I understood the importance of this and the advantage it would give me if Willow were, but I had no intention of using my mate and potential child to gain the throne.“Is your connection progressing?” he pressed.“We’re still learning to function toge

-Cain-My mate was starving for me. For three days, every time she had me close, she begged me to fuck her—not always with words. Sometimes she would crawl to me naked as I entered the room, or she would simply push the covers away and spread her legs. She didn’t venture far from our room, and only because I struck a deal with her—she would eat if I fucked her—did she manage to eat at all.But I couldn’t lie. I enjoyed how much my mate craved me, yet I knew this wasn’t the time to lose focus. I couldn’t be her medicine. I was a temporary solution, not a cure. Still, it was hard to say no when the grip her pussy had on me was more pleasurable than anything I could imagine. On the third day, in the evening, I literally fucked her to sleep.She lay beneath me, still knotted to me, a smile on her face as she rested. I buried my nose in her neck, inhaling her sweet strawberry scent, but I detected something else—something that wasn’t mine. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. Something was