All Chapters of Oops! My Twin Mates are my Professors: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Vienna's POV:We were badly cornered, and Kai was not here.And on top of that it was because of my stupidity… not only that I had asked him to leave alone for the pack, and assured him that I would take Fynn with me to cheer his mood up. But I had also asked the guards to keep their distance! And now, I didn't know where they actually were. And most importantly, if this man is standing here in front of us with his men, then what is the guarantee of Kai being safe and sound?My heart missed a beat out of fear.Curzon’s laughter rang out, smooth and mocking, as he shook his head, pulling me out of my thoughts.His sharp, pale features twisted into something that might have been amusement, but the malice in his eyes said otherwise. But before he could say anything, I heard Fynn’s growl. “Stay where you already are! If you dare to take a single step towards us or even dare to take my Luna’s name from this filthy mouth of yours, I won't let you be able to do anything else.”Curzon too

Kai’s POV: A roar, unlike anything I had ever heard, tore from my throat, shaking the ground under my paws. I felt bloodlust seeping into my body, soaking every fibre of my being, taking over all the anger and grief, and pain. My brother.They had pushed my brother.The other half of my soul… the one part of my heart. They pushed my Fynn… my Fynn off the cliff.Curzon barely had time to react before I was on him. My wolf lunged with the full force of my fury. He tried to dodge, but he was too slow to escape from the Grim Reaper.I sank my teeth into his neck, tasting blood as his panicked growl turned into a gurgled gasp. His paws thrashed against me, claws scraping uselessly at my fur, but I didn’t let go.I didn't let go, even as his claws sank into my shoulder, right where Fynn had been injured. I twisted my jaw, and ripped his throat out.Curzon’s lifeless body crumpled to the ground, his eyes still wide with shock.His beta howled in rage and came at me next, but I was alread

Two and a half years later…Vienna's POV:Zeke’s cries echoed through every corner of the house, as if every cry from his mouth was bouncing off the walls and returning to my ears."Enna! Enna…!"Kai’s voice reached my ears in an overlapping symphony, which made my pulse quicken. "I’m coming!" I called back, hurriedly tilting the milk bottle over my hand to check the temperature, it was just right. Without wasting another second, I twisted the lid tighter and rushed out of the kitchen, my bare feet padding against the cool wooden floors. The sound of Zeke’s cries hadn’t lessened in the slightest, tugging at my heart with every desperate sob. I reached the living room in record time, coming to a halt at the doorway. Sunlight was bursting in the room, making it look more of a mess than usual. Scattered toys, baby blankets and colorful picture books were decorating every surface, along with a few half-folded clothes. Normally, the attendants would have taken care of all this right

Kai's POV:I paced the room, my arms wrapped securely around Zeke’s tiny frame, patting his back in slow, steady movements. His soft breaths hit my collarbone as I rocked him gently, his small fingers curled into my shirt with a sleepy but tight grip. He had stopped crying once his tummy was filled with milk, and he was completely relaxed in my arms. But I kept moving around the room, unwilling to stop swinging him until I was sure he was truly asleep.I glanced down, watching his heavy eyelids flutter shut. His green eyes, which were so bright, so full of life… they belonged to Vienna. But everything else about him- every little detail, every movement, was Fynn. His small temper tantrums and that stubborn frown on his small forehead when he didn’t get his way with something... his way of scrunching his nose when he was just about to wake up. Even the way he clung to us when he was sleepy, as if he was afraid we would leave him alone and disappear.With a sharp pang, a deep ache sp

Fynn's POV:I pushed the blanket off and swung my legs over the side of the bed, feeling the cool wooden floor beneath my feet. My body no longer felt weak… and thankfully, my joints didn't betray me with every movement. I had healed. After a long struggle, I could walk without my knees buckling under me. The moment I woke up, I could feel Zella watching me. I knew when she must have come here, and also why she had been waiting expectantly in that corner.I lifted my hand to signal for her to stay seated. She sat back with a frown, but didn’t say anything. While walking towards the door, my steps steady, I gave a single glance to the cane that used to be my crutch, then moved past it without reaching for it. I think I have regained my strength by now. The chilly water that I splashed all over myself washed away the last lingering touches of sleep. It was almost fifteen minutes later that I stepped out, freshly dressed in clothes that fit me better.I felt like myself again… part