Getting a grip of myself, I stepped back from the twins, making them. let go of my chin but making them both furrow at my actions. They seemed mad. They took two steps in my direction, closing the distance I had made. Probably sensing my struggling emotions, Alana spoke up.
“What are you guys doing here?” Alana said.
“We were passing by and wanted to see how you were settling in.” Said Prince Cameron, I think.
Even though they were asking Alana, I felt their eyes on me as I looked. anywhere but them. Even though I wasn’t sure which prince was which, I couldn’t help but feel this weird sensation go over my body, helping me identify which twin was which. Which was almost bat–shit. crazy because there wasn’t even a strand of hair that was different. about the twins, but how I could identify them was going over my head.
“I’m good, Cameron. Chill out.” Said Alaną.
So I was right, it was Prince Cameron.
Well, aren’t you smart, Lyla.
“How about you, Lyla? Everything good?” Said Prince Samual, I believe.
“Oh, um, yes, your highness, I mean sir.” I mecked.
The moment I said sir, I swear I saw both their eyes flash black.
Now, what was that about?
Shit! This place and these royals were making me crazy and it had only been a few hours.
“That’s good to hear. If you need anything, anything at all, don’t hesitate to ask us. And, if you can’t ever get a hold of us, let Alana know she can always mindlink us.” Said Prince Samual, as he came forward and pushed a strand of my strawberry blonde hair behind my ear. Which had me stumbling back.
What the fuck!
Why did they care about what I had or not?
And why were they acting like that?
I had heard the whispers going around the party room about how ruthless and unforgiving they were. Apparently, just recently, they had tortured one of their army guards to death. All that remained of him. was ash; just the mere thought brought chills down my spine. Not to mention their countless bed buddies throughout the kingdom they had, which wasn’t news. Probably a toddler even knew about that.
Wait!
Was that the reason for all the attention?
I couldn’t help but frown in their direction discreetly.
Wasn’t so brave to do it head on. Didn’t need my ass getting handed to me or worse expelled and then having to listen to my brothers go on and on about my behaviour.
If they thought I was going to be another notch up their sleeve, a she- wolf, to warm their beds, they were highly mistaken. All the warmth instantly dissipated from my brain. This was the only logical reason for their sudden affection and attention towards me. Were they really that
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disgusting? First, they made Jax feel bad regarding his dead mate, and now they were trying to crawl into a spoken woman’s bed. How could wolves like these be related to such a sweet gem of a person like. Alana? Composing myself, I looked at the twins, trying my best to keep. my face void of any emotions I said.
“Thank you, your highnesses. My fiancé and brothers have ensured I have everything to be comfortable here. It’s getting late. I’ll be heading to bed now. Goodnight.” I said, making sure I emphasized fiancé.
The moment I had mentioned Jax’s and mine’s relationship, this time It know I saw their eyes turn black as their hands fisted with veins popping on the outside, but as quickly as they hulked out, they calmed. down. Giving me one last look, they nodded at me and told Alana to follow them outside, since they had something to talk to her about in private.
Saying goodnight once again to all three of them, I went back into my room and laid down on the comfy queen bed, thoughts wandering to the twins. Were they actually trying to get me into bed, or were they just being nice? I couldn’t help but feel that was the case, that they genuinely wanted me to be comfortable, but why? And why was I second–guessing my thoughts? Groaning, I tried clearing my head of all mumbo–jumbo and tried sleeping. My first class was at ten in the morning, and it was already two am. I was gonna be freaking madam Lestrange in the morning.
Cameron POV:
We had found her, our salvation, our mate, our to–be luna queen. We had finally fucking found her. Samuel and I couldn’t have been happier, that was, until we found out how our beloved mate was promised to another. That fucking alpha: Jax. How dare he think he could mate with our beautiful Lyla.
