All Chapters of My Twin Alpha Stepbrother Mates: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Faye's POVWhat awaits me?I open the card, it reads: "Ten minutes of interaction with B, no restrictions on form."Before I could react, Leander picked me up."Ah!" I exclaim softly as he presses me down onto the sofa."Baby, how do you want it?" Leander's breathing grows heavier. He leans in close, his breath tickling my neck. "Front? Or back?"I turned over, wrapping my arms around his neck."Do what you want," I whisper.Leander smiles, responding with action.Starting from my calf, his hand slips into my pajama pants, fingers trailing sensually up my thigh, moving inward."Baby, you're already so wet?"With that, Leander spreads my legs. His member was already fully erect, pressing against me.He pulls my panties to the side, revealing everything."Look at me, Faye," he demands, turning my face towards him.This is a different Leander. He is usually bright and cheerful, but now he's dominating.The contrast makes me even more aroused.I gaze at him, and before our eyes meet, he b

Third-Person PerspectiveThe sudden illumination in the dim hall caught everyone off guard, and they began to rub their eyes, adjusting to the abrupt brightness.“Is anyone hurt?”“Who was the attacker?!” The guests whispered among themselves, confusion and fear weaving through their murmurs.It was as if the earlier fight had been a dream, with the only trace left behind being a white mask on the ground, now marred with footprints. It wasn’t until they saw the injured Louis that the reality of the situation hit them—this was no dream.The Alpha of the Silver Moon pack had been severely wounded, and the guests were thrown into chaos. But a lingering question gnawed at everyone: Who could have inflicted such damage on an Alpha?As Liam and Leander’s vision cleared, they noticed that the fox, who had been battling them just moments ago, had vanished.“A fox, or maybe a ghost?” Leander muttered in frustration.But Liam sensed something was amiss.“Wait… Where’s Faye?!” Liam’s voice cut t

Faye's POV“Carl, enough!”Sibyl's voice cut through the darkness, resolute and commanding. Her face emerged from the shadows, and beneath her pointed hat, her weary but determined eyes locked onto Carl and me.She offered me a small, reassuring smile, one so familiar and warm that it made my chest tighten with emotion. I couldn't find the words; all I could do was whisper her name.“Sibyl…”She gave me a comforting look, as if to say, “Don’t be afraid.”Carl’s expression shifted drastically. “How are you here? How did you escape?”I froze. Did that mean Sibyl had been captured by the foxes?Sibyl twirled her wand casually. “Yes, it took quite an effort to get out.”Was it my imagination, or did Carl just smile?“You even managed to retrieve your hat and wand… impressive,” Carl remarked, almost as if he was complimenting her.But in the next moment, his tone darkened. “But you shouldn’t be here. This is between us foxes and the werewolves.”Sibyl’s expression grew somber, as if someth

Third-Person POVToday was a perfect day.The gentle spring sunlight streamed across Faye’s face as she sat by the window, holding a remote control in her hand. The television screen displayed the biggest news this week—the grand opening of the fantastical theme park, a massive, creative project that had captured global attention and was now the city’s newest landmark.Faye smiled as she watched the aerial footage of the theme park on TV, lost in her memories.“Faye, it’s almost time.” A male voice interrupted her thoughts.Faye turned around to see Andrew, dressed in a sharp suit. He looked different today, his usually wild hair tamed by gel, which gave him a more mature appearance.Andrew stood by the door, already looking every bit like the future Alpha of the werewolf pack. Faye nodded softly, stood up, and adjusted the wedding dress she was wearing.As she stepped out of the room, the fresh scent of flowers filled the air, coming from the flower arrangements set up specifically f

When I woke up that morning, there was this familiar yet strange feeling in my heart—a kind of pulse that made me feel more complete, stronger even. I knew what it was: my wolf had finally awakened for real.Today was my eighteenth birthday, a huge milestone for a werewolf. From this day on, I was officially an adult and could start searching for my mate. The thought made me giddy. I’d been dreaming about this moment for as long as I could remember.In my mind, I imagined finding my mate, someone who would complete me in every way—soul and body. I’d finally let go of my silly infatuation with Robert. It was time to move on from the naive feelings of adolescence and embrace adulthood, ready to start a new chapter of my life.I got out of bed and began getting ready. My hair was black, but it had these annoying little curls that never stayed smooth. I tried straightening them, but that only made it worse—they stuck out weirdly, refusing to lay flat. My hair ended up looking like an isos