Colt
I was at the cabin in the woods with Damien and Braxton. This cabin is old, but we always maintained it.
As kids, we came here to play. When we got older, we used it for hookups.
I once asked about this cabin and why it was here. My mother explained that it was originally one of our ancestors' and that we had always just kept it.
I watched as my twin, Damien, paced back and forth in front of me. He was giving me a headache with his restless energy.
“Will you stop doing that? Why are you pacing?” I asked him.
He stopped and said, “What if this is a fluke, and Samantha isn’t our mate? I mean, we still don’t understand why she is mated to all four of us.”
“That’s what makes you nervous? That this is a fluke?” Braxton asked from behind him.
Damien turned to Braxton, pointing at me
