Twin Alpha's Black Hearts의 모든 챕터: 챕터 61 - 챕터 70

How could I refuse him?Every touch of his against my skin awakened my wolf, making me feel wild, uncontrollable. With him, I couldn’t resist; he was the only one who stirred this reaction within me. The time that separated us and the pain that took root in my heart felt distant now.My skirt was already lifted, leaving only a thin piece of fabric as my last line of defense. As Pollux’s fingers grazed my most sensitive area, I let out a soft gasp, doing my best to keep quiet so no one outside the room would hear. The desire we had suppressed for so long begged for release, but we both knew we couldn’t, only adding to the torment.“Holding it in will only give you a headache, Luna,” he whispered.I knew he was right, which only made my frustration grow. Giving in would be the only way to ease this burning within me. His every touch, every brush of his breath against my skin, drove me to want more.My hands found their way to his head beneath me, guiding him as he spread my thighs apart

Our departure was delayed, and I had no idea how much longer it would take. Castor, Pollux, Declan, and I sat on the sofa, staring at each other in silence. With all his dominance, Castor made sure my body was positioned right next to him, sandwiched between Pollux. The tension was still thick. For once, Pollux initiated a conversation by asking about Declan's property business. He asked, but also ended it with sarcasm. His childish nature might never go away. I exhaled harshly, unsure of how to behave. Staying neutral and silent wasn’t an option because Pollux kept provoking me to agree with his statements about human life. “Can’t you three just get along and stop throwing jabs at each other? This room is suffocating with testosterone. Care and Mia are up there, grumbling because of your antics. They’ve been looking forward to this vacation.” I couldn’t take it anymore. Castor cleared his throat briefly and then spoke, “The final decision is that this human can join us, traveling

I took a deep breath as I saw Care and Mia sitting at the edge of the bed. They looked anxious, as though they had made a huge mistake and feared I might punish them. Watching them attentively, I shifted my position to sit between them, ensuring they felt comfortable enough to talk. "So, is there something you two want to tell me?" I asked gently, slipping an arm around each of them. Care gave Mia a quick glance before nodding. "Well... Mia and I have been mind-linking for a couple of weeks now," he admitted softly. I tilted my head, curious. "Mind-linking, huh?" I echoed, giving him a little nudge to explain more. Mia, still fidgeting, finally spoke up. "Yeah, Mom. I found out when Care somehow heard me... when I was being bullied at school. I didn’t say a word, but I felt like I could call out to him in my head, and he just knew I needed help." I watched their faces closely, catching the mix of nerves and uncertainty there. "Why didn’t you tell me about this sooner?" I asked, k

"Don't you dare touch him!" My heart pounded in my chest as the familiar shift began. I clenched my jaw, focusing all my energy on my shift. My bones cracked and reshaped beneath my skin, the pain sharp but fleeting. It never got easier, but the power that followed made it worth it. The silver fur began to sprout across my body, sleek and strong, glimmering under the dark sky. My senses exploded, sharper, clearer. I could hear the biggest impact of waves, feel the vibrations of every movement around me. My eyes, now glowing with an eerie light, locked onto my opponent. The female vampire stood before me. She flung Declan's limp body onto the sand. I was too late. The vampire had already drained his blood, leaving a trace of liquid at the corner of her lips, which she quickly wiped away. Her red eyes gleaming with malice. She grinned, her fangs flashing in the moonlight. I could feel her power, but it didn’t scare me. It only fueled the fire within me. I growled low in my throa

Godiva PoVThe soft golden light of dawn seeped through the thick curtains of our room. I sat by his bedside, my hands clasped together in silent prayer, though I wasn’t even sure who I was praying to. Days had passed since he fell unconscious, his body battered and broken, but I couldn’t leave his side. Every shallow rise and fall of his chest was a lifeline, tethering me to hope.“Castor,” I whispered, my voice cracking. “Wake up. Do I need to worry?”The words were barely out when I felt it; a faint stir in his hand. My heart leaped in my chest as I leaned closer, barely breathing. His fingers twitched again, followed by a low groan. His eyes fluttered open, hazy and unfocused, but alive.“Alpha Castor?” I called softly, tears spilling from my eyes.“My precious,” he rasped, his voice weak but unmistakable.I couldn’t help the sob that escaped my lips as I pressed his hand to my cheek. Relief flooded through me like a tidal wave, washing away the dread that had clung to me for days