The Twin Alphas’ Fated Mate
Chapter 1

ROSE'S

POV

"You are free!"

Unfamiliar yet reassuring.

The voice soothed me and I floated after the source, running after my so-called freedom. For the past three years, my freedom has been in shackles. Locked up or even buried. I had been living the life of an adult without the liberation that comes with being one. "Not to worry, Rose. It's time to fly. Spread your wings and fly with me."

That soothing yet unfamiliar voice resonated through my vague consciousness and I believed in it.

For a split second at most.

Left to me, I would have kept chasing that voice and my belief in it would have grown stronger, however, the harsh voice that pierced through my dream pulled me back to reality.

"Get your head out of your fantasies, lubber wort."

Now this voice was familiar and yes, the soothing voice was nothing but a fragment of my imagination that would never become a reality.

I have been dreaming. The hostile voice of the middle-aged woman that had been part of my nightmare for the past three years successfully jolted me out of my hopeful evening dreams. "Get your lazy ass out here this minute!"

Her hostile voice rang again as she slammed the door which I assumed was the one before my shabby bedroom door. It was only a matter of time before she would barge in here and do or say her worse.

I wasn't in the mood for Irene's wrath this morning so I quickly forgot about sleeping for a few more hours and-

"What are you doing in that room at this hour, Rose! Are you planning to rebel because Richard isn't home!"

Irene shouted, mentioning her son's name like he owned the world. Richard was my mate. A rich Alpha of a blooming pack who could definitely afford a servant rather than make me, his mate works in his home like a damn slave...

"After three years of the mate alliance, you still haven't popped a Pup. Your womb is just as useless as you are!"

Irene seethed. She was the mother of my mate, Richard, an Alpha that I was bestowed to by my father for the sake of my falling pack.

Talking about pups, was I supposed to cough one out? Or was I meant to push out my single cells? Having pups wasn't about one person but Irene was too self-absorbed to realize that. I suddenly felt a wave of nausea settling within me as I opened the kitchen door, avoiding the living room because Irene was there.

I could perceive her irritation from here.

"Get to cooking dinner. You don't want me to starve to death."

Irene commanded from the living room, commanding me around like I was a personal maid that her son had brought from another pack. This was the life I had been living for three years.

The life of a mate in slavery.

"Oh, I definitely want you to starve to death, old hag."

My sassy wolf, Cali, retorted in my mind. I would have giggled if Irene's abilities as a once-upon-a-time Luna wouldn't expose me.

"I hate this life, Rose. Every strand of fur on my body agrees with me."

Cali complained, sharing her emotions with me.

I also agreed with Cali. Who wouldn't hate the kind of life I was living ever since I arrived at Alpha Richard Wright's home? The Silver Moon Pack wasn't my original home but one would have thought that after three years of dwelling in this pack I would have become one of them.

But that wasn't the case.

I was more or less a contracted Slave... or perhaps a housewife.

I gave up everything. My independent job. My dreams. My beautiful life back at Howling Wolves Pack, my true home.

Stupidly, I believed that even though we weren't fated mates, if I gave up everything for Alpha Richard, I would be able to get his heart and we would live a happy life as perfect lovers.

I was so wrong.

"All you got was this!" Cali pointed out without hesitation.

And she was right.

I got nothing in return for my loyalty and faithfulness. Nothing except the disgust of the entire pack. No one wanted me here yet they wouldn't let me go. They didn't care about the bitterness in my heart. Neither do they care about my well-being.

"Ah! Rose, are you insane! I asked you to prepare a proper meal not mix your disgusting blood in the pot just to send me to an early grave!"

Irene's voice sounded so close to my ears and I jolted, physically and mentally. My mind returned to reality and I realized that Irene was standing behind me with a death glare on her wrinkled face. What does she mean by an early grave?

"Get your bleeding hand away- in fact, dispose all of the content in the pot and start all over again, idiot!"

Irene exclaimed. That was when it drew on me that I had cut myself while slicing the onions and even up to the moment I tried to add the sliced onions into the pot, I didn't feel pain.

My injured finger was bleeding profusely yet all Irene cared about was her meal and an early grave. The disgust and fear in her older eyes when she saw the blood were saddening.

"If she dies, I don't see an early grave anywhere, Rose. her death is long overdue."

Cali hissed, filling my mind with rage and rebellious thoughts. Shifting my gaze from Irene to the crimson color of blood on my finger, my mind aligned with every rebellious thought that Cali shared me with.

I became angry at myself, my father, and Alpha Richard... most especially, Irene.

"I can't deal with this right now..."

I whispered and made up my mind to find my freedom... to chase after it as I did with the soothing voice in my dream.

"What will you rather do if not deal with your mess!"

Irene screamed but I push past her, running for the door... running to what I believed was freedom. I didn't look back despite Irene's screams and threats. I escaped Alpha Richard's home yet I continued running with the evening wind. Cali pushed me further and I complied because I missed running through the woods with her at the back of my mind.

We used to be a good team and tonight, I intended to free us both from the shackles of Alpha Richard who wouldn't do right by us yet but wouldn't let us go.

"If he can sleep around, then you can too, Rose. Find your freedom in pleasure."

Cali voiced.

"More like, cheat on my unfaithful mate and get to feel like a woman."

I corrected Cali and she growled in agreement. My heart surged with the pleasure of being released soon.

"I will find the lowest of them all, have him ride me to ecstasy and disgust Alpha Richard. He wouldn't hesitate to break the alliance out of disgust."

It was a perfect plan although I knew it would be hard to find a male to deflower me within the pack. They all hated me.

"But a drunk one wouldn't even know I was there."

I smiled, happy with myself as I ran toward the pack slum where males drink, fight, and fornicate. I couldn't bring myself to care about who I would be having my first s*x with. Any man would do. Any man would do as long as my rebellious expectations are met.

Step by step, I got closer to the slum but then I stopped when I was just some feet away from the den of fornication.

"Humm.."

That sound made me stop. A masculine groan came from the woods on the side of the clear path to the slum.

And I dared to go in search of the owner.

I strolled into the dark woods and found him there. A man in battered and bloody clothes. The moonlight was bright enough to see his features and I was able to figure out that he had been in a fight. "He is the one."

Cali announced and I crouched beside him under the moonlight. My fingers worked on the buttons of his shredded shirt.

"What are you doing?"

The man spoke boldly, making it known that he wasn't unconscious after all. I shivered when his sharp eyes fluttered open and I thought I should run... For a moment, I thought this was a bad idea. "What do you think?"

But rather than leave, I said confidently and ripped the last button off, exposing the man's solid chest. My fingers caressed his cool chest, ignoring the bloody cuts.

The man tensed under my touch and that gave me the permission I needed to remove the last clothing barrier between us.

Flesh to flesh and eyes locked, I settled on his manhood like a born seductress.

He groaned and said, "You asked for this woman."

Just like that, he grabbed my waist, raised my dress higher, rose into a more comfortable position, and pushed his length straight into my core.

Tears slipped out of my eyes as he broke through the obstacle that made me a virgin but I was happy that I wasn't doing this with Alpha Richard.

It stung down there but I held on, focusing on stopping my tears but the stranger suddenly stopped shoving himself into me.

He kissed my tears away and became gentler, riding me to the very top of euphoria.