All Chapters of My Twin Alpha Valentines: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

(Ryder’s POV)"Well... I dunno... I guess... I guess the whole Elysian Line thing had a lot to do with it. One of the writings said something about how women of the Elysian Line often led their own packs or found themselves mated to Alphas. And then there was my mom," she went on, sadness weighing on her words now. "She was the Luna of her pack," she explained. "I think... Maybe just knowing a bit more about my background has made me look at it a little differently," she confessed, her smile returning.Dad nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "I'm glad to hear that. I feel that you have a lot to contribute to our pack."Kate turned to look at me, probably waiting for me to share some encouraging words because I'd been standing here like a mute for as long as I could remember."Th... That's great, Kate. You'll make a really good Luna," I finally managed to say, hoping it sounded convincing.I meant the words. I knew that she would be an amazing Luna. I knew that she would be a gr

(Ryder’s POV)The bed felt too big, too cold despite the warm afternoon light that streamed in through my window. I lay there, taking a deep breath as I tried to build the strength to actually deal with all the thoughts that were swirling through my head.Why did I feel empty? Why did I feel like there was something I was missing?Maybe we had done something wrong during the marking? But that couldn't be it... I was there and it had gone the same for Tyler as it had for me, but he didn't seem to be dying internally. In fact, he seemed to be more certain and happy than ever before.So what the fuck was wrong with me? Why was it different for me?I tried to run through the marking process in my mind to see if there was anything I had missed, but I couldn't think of anything. Everything that Tyler had experienced with Kate, I had experienced too. And I had felt it... I still did feel it. That undeniable connection to her. It was there, like some invisible string that tethered us together

(Katelyn's POV)His fingers squeezed my butt and I could feel he was about to flip me onto my side so that he could straddle me, but before he could, I reached down, trailing my fingers over the bulge in his jeans, making him hesitate for a moment.He throbbed beneath my touch, his cock straining against the tight fabric of his pants that struggled to contain him.I hovered over him, smiling as my hand gently grasped the swelling bulge.The battle that raged inside him was clear... he wanted to take me and make me his, but he also didn't want me to stop touching him.I sat up, my fingers tugging at the button of his jeans, eager to release him from the prison of his pants.When I finally managed to get the button undone, which was a bit of a struggle, I hooked my fingers into his waistband and began to inch them down. With a firm final tug, I freed his cock, the thick length of it springing free from its restraints as he stood proud and erect, ready to do his duty.He watched me as I

(Katelyn's POV)Tyler was silent for a moment, his hand pausing on my back as the weight of my words hung in the air.I couldn’t bring myself to look at him. I felt like an idiot saying the words out loud.“You think you broke the coffee mug… with your mind?” he repeated slowly, as if testing the words on his tongue to see if they even made sense.I nodded against his chest, feeling my throat tighten. “Yeah,” I whispered. “I wasn’t touching it, Tyler. I was just... upset. You and Ryder were arguing, and then it just... shattered.”His hand started moving again, gently brushing through my hair in that soothing way he always did when he knew I was stressed. “Okay...” he said softly, “but what makes you think it was you? How do you know there wasn't some kind of flaw in the mug and it just broke when the hot coffee was in it?”I pulled back, meeting his eyes this time, wanting him to understand. “It wasn’t a flaw, Tyler. Mugs with flaws might break, sure, but that mug didn't break. It ex

(Katelyn's POV)"You know something..." I whispered, calling him out.He instantly looked away, guilty as he shook his head."I don't KNOW anything," he insisted, but the way he said it wasn't convincing."Then you have some kind of idea or suspicion," I replied, taking a seat on the bed and making myself comfortable.If he had even an inkling, I wanted to know about it so that we could maybe try and figure this out together.He groaned and flopped back on the bed. “Maybe...” he hesitated. "Maybe it has something to do with... the Alpha thing..." he trailed off, the last three words of that sentence barely audible.Now there was a thought."What do you mean?" I probed.Clearly he'd thought about this and he must have some reason for this suspicion.Ryder was silent, but I could see the wheels turning in his head. It was as if the idea had planted itself in his mind, and now he was wrestling with it, trying to figure out if it made sense before he wanted to voice it as an actual possib