All Chapters of My Twin Alpha Valentines: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Tyler cupped my cheek, his gentle warmth seeping into my skin. I leaned into his hand, my eyes closed as my lips brushed against his palm. My heart brimmed with an overwhelming sense of belonging. For the first time in my life, everything felt right. Like this is where I was supposed to be.Tyler’s eyes searched mine, an unspoken question lingering in his gaze. He leaned in slowly, his lips meeting mine in a kiss that felt as inevitable as the waves crashing against the shore. The world around us faded into nothing. Oblivion. It was just him and me and this moment. This perfect moment.This wasn't the mate bond I had felt before. This was something deeper and more profound. Something otherworldly. It was as if in that moment, I had found a missing piece of myself.We lost ourselves in the kiss, the chill of the night forgotten as warmth radiated between us. His fingers caressed my skin, moving lightly down my arm.He pulled away slightly. "You're freezing. We should go back inside," h

I woke up tangled in Tyler's arms as the morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow around the room. For a moment, I lay there, savoring the feeling of belonging that washed over me. Tyler looked so peaceful in sleep. His face was relaxed, showing no sign of the usual burdens he carried in waking life. I felt a surge of protectiveness toward him, wishing I could somehow take away all the troubles and stresses in his life. Nuzzling closer, I breathed in his scent. Rain... He smelled like rain. He stirred slightly, his voice a sleepy whisper. "You awake?" I shook my head against his chest and mumbled, "No, I'm still sleeping." His arms tightened around me, his fingers gently stroking my long purple hair as he chuckled softly. "Well, we should probably start thinking about getting up. What do you feel like for breakfast?" I considered my options for a moment, the thought of food making me realize just how hungry I was. "Hmmm..." I contemplated, "Maybe waffles..

Sitting in Tyler's car, I waited patiently for him to say what was on his mind. He drew in a deep breath, his eyes fixed firmly on mine, a seriousness in his gaze that I wasn’t used to. "I need to lay all my cards on the table," he began, his voice steady. "I know there’s a lot going on with Ryder and the whole potential moving situation, and I'm sure our little meeting with Jess is also weighing on your mind. I get that, but I just need you to know where you stand with me, so that it's hopefully one less thing for you to worry about." I nodded, my heart rate picking up as I felt the familiar tug of our mate bond, that undefinable connection that tethered me to him. He continued, "Something changed last night, Kate. When we were in our wolf forms, I felt it. Something just, kind of, clicked into place. I mean, I've felt it since the moment we met, but last night... it was different. Stronger. Undeniable." He paused, searching my face for a reaction. "I can’t explain exactly what ha

As I stepped back inside, Aunt Mara's eyes met mine and she gave me a look that said 'I have questions'. "It was Ryder," I stated, as I headed back to the seat I had been occupying just before he'd arrived. "I figured it must have been one of the twins," Aunt Mara replied, gazing back at the door before she penciled in a number on her puzzle. "What did he want?" she asked curiously. I sighed. "We had a bit of an argument earlier. He came to clear the air," I replied, feeling a heaviness settle over me. "That's a good thing, right?" she asked, her eyes settling on me again now with a searching look. "Yeah, it's a good thing," I assured her, clearing my throat as I stared down at the wooden table in front of me. "So... If it's a good thing, why do you look so concerned?" Aunt Mara asked, taking a sip of her wine. "His parents have invited me for dinner tonight," I finally said, my voice tinted with worry. "And you don't want to go?" she probed gently, her brows knitting togeth

My eyes closed for a moment as I enjoyed the brief touch of his hand despite the chaos swirling in my mind. I wasn't about to argue with him. It wouldn't prove anything or get us anywhere, so I let it go. He wasn't entirely wrong anyway.When I opened my eyes, he was still looking at me, his eyes searching mine as if he were trying to read my mind.It felt like he wanted to say something, but he never did and the silence stretched out awkwardly until I couldn't take it anymore."So, tell me more about Tuesday," I ventured, needing a way to break through the mounting tension that the quiet between us seemed to be causing.Ryder retracted his hand from my cheek as if he'd been snapped out of a daze before he replied, "Uh... The gig is at a small club in Portland, pretty laid back. Ash’s band is decent, but I'm not sure you'll like their music," Ryder explained, his voice sounding uncertain."Why? What kind of music do they play?" I asked curiously.For some reason, I immediately thought