Mated To The Twin Alphas

7: A Wolf’s Heart

The forest was alive that morning, humming with the energy of the pack preparing for the hunt. Wolves ran between the trees in flashes of silver and brown, their paws thudding softly on the earth.

From my spot on the ridge, I watched them, feeling the steady beat of their movements in my chest. Since the bond had awakened, I could sense more than just Damon and Darius — I could feel the whole pack, the pulse of a single living rhythm binding them together.

But two heartbeats still stood apart from the rest.

Damon and Darius.

They were both below, giving orders to their units, their voices carrying through the clearing. Damon’s tone was calm, commanding — a leader whose control never wavered. Darius’s was sharper, faster, every command edged with challenge.

Watching them side by side was like watching fire and sunlight wrestle for the same sky.

And inside me, the bond trembled — like a string drawn too tight.

When Damon looked up, our eyes met. His wolf senses must have caught mine, because his stance softened for a heartbeat. But before I could look away, Darius followed his gaze.

The moment our eyes met, the world tilted.

A wave of emotion surged through the bond — not my own, not entirely theirs. Desire, longing, confusion, and something deeper — a pain that didn’t belong to either Alpha alone. I staggered, clutching the rock beside me.

The mark on my wrist blazed.

Damon felt it too; I saw him tense below, hand pressed to his chest. Darius’s expression darkened, his eyes flickering gold as his wolf surfaced.

“Selene!” Damon was already moving up the slope before I could find my balance. He reached me first, hands steady on my shoulders. “You felt that again, didn’t you?”

Before I could answer, Darius arrived, every movement tight with barely held energy. “You’re both radiating through the bond. Anyone in the clearing could feel that surge.”

“I didn’t mean—” I began.

Darius shook his head, stepping closer. “It’s not about meaning it. It’s about what you are. The bond doesn’t ask permission.”

The tension between them was unbearable — Damon’s calm control against Darius’s raw intensity. The air itself seemed to tremble around us.

“You can’t keep pushing her like this,” Damon said sharply. “Every time you lose control—”

Darius laughed once, short and bitter. “Lose control? You think I’m the only one feeling this? You’re better at hiding it, that’s all.”

Their voices rose, the pull between them snapping like thunder inside my chest. I felt both their emotions flood through me — anger, jealousy, and underneath it all, something terrifyingly pure: love.

“Stop!” My voice cut through the air before I even realized I’d shouted. The mark flared, sending a silver pulse through the clearing. Both Alphas froze.

The energy around us calmed, though my heart still raced.

“I can’t take it when you fight,” I said softly. “It feels like being torn in two.”

Damon’s expression broke first, guilt flickering in his eyes. “I’m sorry.”

Darius looked away, jaw tight. “I just… I can’t stand seeing you with him.”

For a long moment, silence hung between us — heavy with everything unsaid. Then Damon spoke, his voice low but firm. “Whatever this bond means, whatever it’s doing to us, we can’t let it divide the pack. We protect her. Together.”

Darius’s jaw worked, but he nodded once. “For now.”

When they walked back down to the clearing, I stayed where I was, the wind curling around me.

I pressed my fingers to the glowing mark on my wrist. It pulsed once, a slow, steady rhythm that matched both their heartbeats.

I didn’t know whose feelings were mine anymore — or if my own heart could ever belong to just one of them.