All Chapters of Fated to my Twin Brother : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Hannah's P.O.V Stood there, in the hall, thinking. The corridors of university were quiet and seemed to be creaking under their own weight; no stir of students and professors moved to take their rightful seats, only a soft stirring of the fluorescent lights above. Today was different, heavier, like storm brewing and I walked right into it. I shouldn't be doing this. I shouldn't be walking toward Dr. Philip's office, but here I was, my feet moving me closer to something that I really couldn't avoid. As I reached just outside his office, a voice suddenly called out behind me. "Hannah!" I turned on my heel to see Sonia—a fellow student, passed on campus to whom I'd never really spoken. She was always keeping to herself, and most of the students avoided her, but there seemed to be something in her face today. She had desperation; urgency, which couldn't be ignored. Sonia was hurrying towards me, her eyes slid furtively round the vacant hall as if she feared being noticed.

Hannah P.O.V. My last class had already ended at sunset when I managed to get out. The exhausting over-emotional day finally ended for me stepping out of that classroom and onto the long pathway to the university gate. At the same time, my thoughts remain broken and scattered as I walk along. There was a quiet murmur of other students leaving for the day which narrowed in the background noise. Then, I heard the familiar honking of a car from afar, pulling me out of my reverie. I caught an eye to the left where I saw Dylan waving at me, a broad grin on his face. He was parked just across the street, gesturing for me to come over.Then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw another car—Hadzen's. That mass-produced, angular structure was enough of a giveaway, but his grim, stoic expression spoke for itself from across the parking lot. Of course, my brother sat there in silence, always watching me, never judging."I'm gonna drive you home today," Dylan yelled, rolling down the window and f

*Hannah's P.O.V.* The days following seemed to be part rhythm-think new, but think also old-all at once, an odd feeling of familiarity mixed with discomfort, like I was in a place I couldn't call home. The grounds, where the pack lived, the strict routines, even the distant looks from other pack members-all these things, I was now expecting, even though I didn't fully understand them. But no matter how hard I worked at being part of the family, there was always a sense of separation: like I was standing outside some family portrait in which I had no place. I woke this morning and walked toward the edge of the woods, an urge to be alone had compelled me from bed. I wanted to break free from these inquisitive eyes that kept tossing around questions through silent debate. Wind wandered through pines and damp soil, a comfort, reminding me that there had to be something else beyond the boundaries of this pack, something unchanging and steady. "Thought I'd find you here." I turned to se

I was leaving school the next day, so mentally prepared myself for the weekend. I was to receive some training from my parents. It was kind of a rare freedom from a stormy couple of days that had hit like a gust of wind at my place. As I stepped out into the courtyard, a voice stopped me."Hannah!"I saw Sonia come running to me, her face a mixed expression of nervousness and relief. Her shoulders were tight, but there was something about her that was different-an air of resolve that I hadn't seen before."May I have just one minute? Just three minutes," she asked, catching her breath."Of course," I said, curious. "Is everything okay?"She nodded, though her smile is small. "Yes. Much more than all right, actually." She turned her head briefly, as if marshalling her thoughts. "Dr. Philip. he's gone. He quit the school. He isn't teaching here any more."Shock mixed with relief flooded through me like a cold splash of water, and then I couldn't help but break into a grin. "Good. We don

The morning air was crisp, the sun just peeking over the treetops as I stepped out into the training yard. I could feel the energy of the pack around me, the weight of generations and legacy pressing down like a soft but constant hum. Today was the start of something new—a chance to train and truly prove myself, not just to my family, but to myself.Hadzen stood in the center of the clearing, his arms crossed as he watched me approach. His gaze was assessing, calculating, but there was a glint of something else—something almost encouraging."Ready?" he asked, his tone neutral but somehow warmer than usual.I nodded, feeling a strange mix of anticipation and nervousness fluttering in my chest. “I think so.”Our parents were nearby, standing on the edge of the clearing. Mom looked calm but attentive, her gaze flicking between Hadzen and me. Dad, however, wore a small smile, the kind of look that was both reassuring and a little intimidating. I could tell he was silently judging every mo