All Chapters of My Twin Alpha Stepbrother Mates: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Third-Person POVThe dark corridor stretched forward, seemingly endless.Liam took long strides, walking confidently into the darkness."Tap, tap, tap..."As his steady footsteps echoed, the motion-activated lights in the corridor lit up one by one. Finally, he reached the door of a conference room.He stood at the door for a moment, hearing nothing from inside. Without hesitation, he pushed the door open.The room's lights flicked on instantly.Everyone inside turned to look at Liam.Liam now saw that the long table in the conference room was filled with middle-aged and elderly men in suits.These were the donors behind Silver Moon University, the actual power holders of the institution.Liam glanced around and noticed his father, Louis, was not among them.However, the Sheffield family was one of the largest donors to Silver Moon University.Liam smiled slightly, understanding that today’s meeting was essentially a “trial” for him.“You're here,” Principal Richard said.Liam gave a

Third-Person POVTraversing through forests and crossing over mountains, Sibyl had no idea where she was.She was merely following Carl's trail.Clearly, Carl was a well-trained warrior and very vigilant, so Sibyl had to keep a careful distance from him.She didn't want to lose Carl, nor did she want him to discover her.Fortunately, up to this point, Carl hadn't noticed her presence.For Sibyl, it had been a long time since she felt this nervous yet excited. This kind of thrill was entirely different from the witchcraft and spells she was used to. Nevertheless, Carl's soul kept attracting her, and she could feel his torn soul calling out to her.As strange as it might sound, Sibyl felt that she was meant to save him.She could see the fragmented shape of Carl's soul, as if she was born to save him, or rather, them.The sky was getting dark, and Sibyl found a reed-covered spot to rest. This would be her resting place for the night.She found some wild berries and non-toxic wild plants

Third-Person POVWhen Sibyl woke up again, she felt as if she had been beaten up, her whole body aching painfully.Her vision was dim, but it was clear she was not in a natural environment anymore. Instead, she saw neat iron bars in front of her—Was this a cage, or a prison?! she thought in shock, but how could this be?!Who would put her in a cage or prison?She turned her head, feeling a bit more awake, and the fog in her mind slowly dissipated. She finally confirmed one thing: she was indeed locked in a cage by someone.The place where this cage was located was very dark, and she had no idea where she was.Another problem was, where was Carl?!With a "snap," it seemed someone had turned on a light switch.The world instantly became blindingly bright, and Sibyl raised her hand to shield her eyes."Well, the little girl is awake. She sleeps a long time," a male voice said.Sibyl rushed to the iron bars, "Who are you?!"The two men chuckled cynically, but no one answered her question

Third-Person POVAfter that day, all the foxes' attitudes towards Sibyl changed.Although they still treated her with disdain, Sibyl could feel a hint of wariness in their behavior.It must be because of Carl, Sibyl thought.Even Carl’s attitude towards her had changed. The most obvious change was that Sibyl was moved to another room, and that room turned out to be Carl’s!In other words, she had moved into Carl’s room.Oh, Sibyl had thought Carl lived in that dark dungeon.During the day, Sibyl stayed alone in Carl’s room. It still felt like being in prison: Carl’s room was large but cold. During the day, she could enjoy the space and everything in it, but the emptiness was unbearable. Of course, those two male foxes always found opportunities to make sarcastic comments, implying that staying here was better than being thrown into the dungeon.Sibyl would silently find things to do, like reviewing the beginner spells she had practiced hundreds of times or writing page after page in h

Third-Person POVCarl returned alone to his other room, feeling for the switch on the wall. The sudden brightness from the electric light made him squint, allowing him to take in the full view of the room.This room was filled with cold, lifeless machines through which Carl could spy on the werewolves, observing their every move. He often sat here alone, staring at the screens. Sometimes he didn’t know if he was watching to deepen his hatred for them or because he envied them and wanted to be part of their world.The room also housed a cold, steel cage, designed solely for him, to contain his madness and prevent him from harming others.Carl had long been accustomed to this setup. Why did this room now feel so unbearable?He began to miss the other, more normal room, the one with furniture, a bed, and the warmth of the little witch.Sibyl, that woman… damn it! Carl found himself thinking about her again.In recent days, Sibyl had frequently occupied his thoughts: the moments they shar