All Chapters of Fated To My Twin Brother : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Hannah lay awake and stared up at the ceiling. She just couldn't sleep, her thoughts swirling in her head like leaves on a stormy night. The quiet comfort of her bed, the safe walls of the Hadson pack's territory, suddenly felt restrictive to her. A yearning lay within her, an insistent pull that tugged at her, urging her to go back to the human world. Something had to be understood, something she couldn't quite define.She sat up after tossing and turning for nearly an hour, whispering into the stillness, "I have to see it again… I need to understand."She quietly got out of bed wearing only her hoodie, skinny jeans, and a pair of rubber shoes. She was too discreet to disturb them; hence, she was very silent as she slipped out of the pack grounds and disappeared into the forest.It took some time but soon the dense trees thinned out, and she could view the lights of the city ahead. Hannah filled her lungs with air, and the excitement of embarking into this new world rushed through he

Hadzen sat on his balcony, watching her slip quietly out of her room once again, silhouette barely visible in the moonlight. A nightly ritual it had become, each time, heading in the same direction, to the edge of Hampton grounds where only wolves like them could see the hidden exit."She's up to something," Hadzen murmured, his eyes narrowing. He felt a growing sense of suspicion and curiosity over her nightly excursions. Something about her didn't seem right; not the way it used to be between them. He never entirely trusted her sudden return, and her strange behavior only deepened his doubts.He would, this night, end the mystery. Without a sound, he swiftly and silently out of the room, moving fast in his soundless footfalls to pursue her route. His senses were honed; his glance and keen observation turned razor-sharp as he tracked her - rushing through the darkness like a fox lest he be caught.As they neared the door, Hadzen gritted his teeth. "Does she even know that we're not a

"Let's go somewhere safer," Hadzen ordered, his voice cold and authoritative, slicing through the tense silence like a blade. "Follow me, and don't do anything stupid.""Y-yes, Hadzen," Hannah replied, her voice hardly above a whisper as she followed close on his heels. It was as if the darkness of the forest were heavy enough to smother, the shadowy branches writhing around them like some sort of living tendrils. Her gaze tracked his back, solid comfort in a world that suddenly seemed far more menacing than she had ever dreamed it would be.Hadzen leapt forward, frustration coursing underneath his protests. His jaw muscles flexed as he muttered to himself, "Dammit. We shouldn't have done this." The portal to Hampton was sealed; and growing unease began to gnaw at him. That wasn't how it was supposed to be, and terribly wrong was definitely all that it was .His mind ran; he tried to think of a way, some way to open the portal. They cannot stay here for much longer; it was too dangero

The evening air was filled with smells of fried street food and fresh-washed clothes hanging on the clothesline. It was a new world and yet so familiar to Hannah. Her eyes ran over with wonder, and she near bouncy on her toes as she took it all in, the thriving human town as bright as could be with colorful market stalls lining the street, vendors shouting out specials, the sizzle of grilled meat threatening to drown out the sweetness of pastries. She beamed as they walked past the small boutique, her attention caught by the fashionable outfits in the window."Hadzen, look at that!" she exclaimed, pointing at a shimmering dress. "Everything here is so different, but it kind of reminds me of the Hampton. I mean, some of the clothes and foods. the pack used to bring some back, right?"He gave her a cold, sideways glance. His features set in stone, he walked alongside her in silence until he finally sat down on a bench nearby, releasing a deep sigh that indicated he'd had about enough. H

The car slowed to a stop before a grand mansion, its stone façade drenched in golden light by the ornate fixtures that ran along the length of the driveway. Amara stepped out first, her heels clicking confidently against the marble steps. She looked around at Hadzen and Hannah, who emerged from the car with a fatigued embrace around them both. “Get yourselves comfortable,” Amara said, sweeping her hand wide as she ushered them through the enormous double doors. Inside, it was lavishly appointed, high ceilings set off with sparkling crystal chandeliers, and marble floors gleaming to perfection under the lighting. Portraits of Amara’s family dotted the walls, and the house gave off airs of money that bordered on ostentation. The maid bustled around, preparing a grand dining table full of all manner of dishes: roasted meats, steaming bowls of soup, crunchy salads, and freshly baked bread. The smell rose high, making Hannah’s stomach growl loudly, despite the previous steamed buns meal.