
THE TWINS UNIQUE MATE
Blessing Eloho · Ongoing · 124.0k Words
Introduction
"I, Andrew Carlos, the next alpha, reject you to be my mate." Andrew declared. He started having brain pain as he stepped aside his wolf was fighting with him. His eyes became full black and he looked up at her.
"Your turn." He said, with a shaky voice, while holding his head.
"So I am your mate?" Ava asked, confused if she had a mate and hadn't seen her wolf, and her mate turned out to be her enemy.
"I am also your mate." Anthony added.
"What...what how can I have two mates," Ava muttered, stepping backward.
"We know, you know that we are your mates. You are just pretending." Anthony snapped.
"I am not pretending. I am being honest." Ava corrected.
"I don't care; reject me now!" Andrew declared in a rumbling tone.
"And also me." Anthony added
Ava didn't know what to do. She was lost for words. What if she rejected them and never found a mate again?
My name is Ava Alexander, the Lost Princess.
I thought I was human. I wanted to live a normal life as a human, although I had two distinct eyes. It was impossible because I was a werewolf princess. I have to rescue my dad from the prison, but it won’t be easy with the alpha twins around.
I was their mate. They despised me and wanted to get rid of me.
It was never my intention to get entangled with them. But it just happened. Now we are all stuck in a love triangle that is deadly and forbidden.
Will I be able to free my dad from their father’s clutches?
Chapter 1
*Omniscient narrator
The night sky was aglow with bright city lights. The pale crescent moon shone like a slivery claw in the night sky.
Alpha Alexander and his beta, Jackson, were walking side by side. They were both walking deep into the woods, heading towards a canyon. As he pushed a tree with his hand and walked to the rock face, standing on the peak, he glared at the full moon. He suppressed his wolf, refusing to let it take control of him as Jackson transformed into a big black wolf beside him and howled into the moon.
Gray, shaggy hair clumsily hung over a fine, anguished face. Glittering amber eyes, set low within their sockets, watch yearningly over the mountains they've fought for so long.
A birthmark stretching from just under the right eye, running towards the tip of the nose and ending on his forehead, leaves a beautiful memory of his achievements.
This is the face of Alexander Burninghorn, the king of the whitefang pack. He stood graciously among others, despite his heavy frame.
Alpha Alexander turned to look at Jackson.
"Any news from the enchanted pack?" He inquired.
"No, not yet, your highness," he muttered, as he sat on the floor.
He wanted to talk when his best friend, Carlos, the leader of the army, started talking to him telepathically.
"Your wife has given birth, you need to come back now. The enchanted pack is attacking us, I can't save everyone." He declared.
"Whatever you do, make sure you protect my wife and my child, I am on my way." he replied.
"We need to go back to the pack house. There is a crisis." Alpha Alexander declared.
He groaned in pain as he knelt down, allowing his wolf to gain control of him. His legs shifted inside him, and his bones shifted as well. As the long wolf's muzzle extended out in front of him, his face distorted.
As his muscles grew in size, his hands and feet turned into paws and claws, and his amber eyes turned into a glowing yellow. His screams turned into a long howl, and his clothing tore itself from his body as the dark fur sprouted from his body.
He howled into the moon and started running at great speed with Jackson, heading to the pack house.
At the pack house.
The Luna of the pack, Alpha Alexander's wife, gave birth to a beautiful baby girl who was wrapped in a pink blanket and given to her by the female omega standing beside her.
She was a beautiful woman with hazel eyes and brown hair. Her name was Melissa.
Hot tears started coming out of her eyes as she looked at the baby, but the baby wasn't crying like a normal child would cry when given birth to. She had lost all hope that she would give birth one day because the wolves of the pack hated her because she was a human, saying that she could never give birth to an heir to the throne. She didn't give birth to a male wolf, but she was happy that she was not barren.
She pinched the baby a little on the cheek. The baby started giggling as she opened her small, beautiful set of eyes and stared at her.
She has two unique sets of eyes: one blue and one red. The servant glanced at the baby and gasped.
"What is this? This baby is cursed." She muttered, closing her mouth immediately as Melissa gave her a daggered eye.
"She is not cursed, stop saying nonsense just because she has two different colored eyes, that's what makes her unique," she mumbled.
"I am sorry, my queen." She apologized, her eyebrows lowered and her hands pulled together.
"It's alright, for being a unique daughter in my life. I will name you Ava." She muttered as she placed a kiss on the baby's cheek, which made her giggle and shake her tiny legs.
"Go and check if my husband is back." She commanded, staring at the servant, who bowed slightly and left the room.
Suddenly, the grounds started vibrating as the sound of horns was heard from outside, along with swords.
Melissa dropped the baby on the bed and opened the window to get a view of what was happening outside.
She opened her eyes wide in astonishment, with her mouth agape, as she saw a group of warriors from the pack and also warriors from the neighboring pack fighting. They were all engaged in a sword fight, and it was without a doubt that they were trying to get into the pack house, as one of them managed to break through the crowd and ran to her at the window. He lifted his sword to stab her as she closed the window on his face.
She was weak and unable to fight. She moved to Ava on the bed and carried her in her arms. The warrior was hitting the window so hard that he wanted to get in..
She attempted to run out of the room with her baby when she heard the scream of the warrior.
She looked at the window and saw that Carlos had beheaded the warrior with his sliver sword, and the blood splashed on the window as it slid down.
She sighed in relief and strolled back into the room, staring at Carlos, who was still standing by the window giving her a devilish look she didn't pay attention to.
"Thank you for showing up." She beamed, staring at him.
Two other warriors joined him at the window as Carlos stared at them.
"Go and bring me the Queen and kill the baby," he declared.
Sweat started forming on her forehead as she started running out of the room with great speed. She was not a wolf, only a human, but her mother was a vampire, which gave her some unique abilities.
She was running down the passage of the castle. She knew, as a matter of fact, that no matter how hard she tried to escape, she would still be caught by Carlos when she bumped into Jackson.
"My queen, I was looking for you, come with me. I will take you to a safe place." He stated.
Last Chapters
#111 FUNERAL
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#110 THOUGHTS
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#109 THE NEWS
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#108 REALIZATION
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#107 FALLING IN LOVE
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#106 CONFIRMATION
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#105 POWER THIRSTY
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#104 WHO IS MY DAD?
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#103 CAN'T BEAT NATURE
Last Updated: 1/14/2026#102 HEAVY RAIN
Last Updated: 1/14/2026
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