The Alpha Twins and Their Mate

4- Prolonging the Night

Aliane’s POV

When Alan and I twinned, she laughed, and I wouldn’t mind being dressed the same as him for the rest of my life if it meant that she would keep laughing like that.

I almost chided myself and Alan, we totally forgot to ask for her name. How dumb can we be? Thank you, Goddess, at least one of us is smart enough to ask for a name. I’ll make sure to thank Dany as well later. Right now, all that matters is Sam, our mate.

It hurt physically to see her hurt. In my heart, it wasn’t just an emotion. But getting to hold her, so close so that I could peer into her green eyes, that was my new favorite thing to do. I could smell her, feel the tingles, and stare into her eyes. I could die happy now. Please Goddess, please, just let us spend time together, plenty of time.

I vaguely remembered that we left the SUV in the back of the club, but here come our Betas to the rescue. At some point, Ray had one of the warriors bring it to the front parking lot. Great thinking! Again, thank you Goddess, I might be buying gifts for the entire Wagner family at this point. I would happily give them everything if they kept helping this much with our little mate.

We sat her in the trunk and she was able to fit. She’s not as tiny as Dany, but wasn’t tall like myself, if I had to guess she’s around 5’5”, but today she’s wearing some low golden pump heels that give her an extra 3” and made her fall, so we’ll have to see about her choice of footwear later on.

Her dress is blood red, and she looks amazing in it. The dress features a boat neckline, cap sleeves, a low scoop backline, with a fit and flare design, as well as a mid-length hemline that gives an effortlessly chic finish. I bet she would look good even in a potato sack.

Her skin is tanned and golden, glowing like a ray of sunshine. Long, wavy hair with a pale-blond hue that outshined any blonde that I have seen in my entire life. However, her eyes, her captivating eyes, held me in a trance and I never wanted to stop looking at them. Those green-as-the-forest eyes, calling out to my wolf and making me fall deeper into the abyss, those eyes I need to look into for the rest of my existence.

When Alan started rubbing circles on her ankle, we could feel her pain going away, this lovely mate pull was already helping us feel her emotions.

Then she mentioned leaving again, and I just ranted and implicitly called her Cinderella, to which she giggled. That was another sound that I needed to hear more often. How can this girl make me want so much from her so quickly?

Then, my puppy-dog-eyes of a brother called her a princess. He couldn’t be truer. She blushed so deep, her heart started to loudly drum against her ribcage again.

“You look great in that dress, princess. Please tell me that your friend is just a friend and nothing more than that.” Said Alan.

“Wha, no, no way, Lily is just a really good friend, nothing else.” She defended, making sure to look at both of us.

“It’s good to hear that, sunshine, but don’t pay attention to what he says. I wouldn’t mind shooing away any other potential lovers if it meant that we both got to know you more each moment.” I replied and made sure to include a we in my sentence, meaning both, my twin brother and I.

That’s when her eyes really opened up and her breath faltered. I could tell she wasn’t sure before, but now she knew, for sure, that we had both been purposely flirting with her. The Moon Goddess gave me a female mate to share with my twin brother. I wasn’t going to let her slip away to my brother or anyone else.

I had never really looked either way, males, females, just bodies. With all the training we had been taking since we turned 12 to become the best Alphas we could be, I figured I could just focus on that and deal with the s****l stuff once I found my mate. Now, here she was, sitting in the trunk of the SUV, right in the middle between Alan and myself. Her scent, her eyes, the tingles in my skin every time we touched, who was I to deny it just because she was a woman as well? Thinking about it, humans have solved that for me by inventing thousands of adult toys to play with. I guess that my mate and I would have some exploration when it came to the bedroom.

“Sam, would you like some water? We have some sealed water bottles right beside you in the cooler.” Dany interrupted, or maybe saved the night, by distracting our mate and making her remember to breathe again.

“Oh, yes, sure, thanks. Would you like one too?”

“Yes.” Came from me and Alan at the same time, again. Sam just chuckled and turned to get the water from the cooler. While getting the water bottles, she also saw a basket with folded clothes, the one every werewolf has with large T-shirts and gym shorts in case of accidents. She frowned a bit, but didn’t mention anything and just handed us our water.

“Sam, could we be forward enough to ask for your number? We don’t want tonight to be the only time we are in contact with you.” My brother to the rescue, brownie point.

“Well, you guys have certainly helped, and I swear that my ankle doesn’t hurt anymore, so I see no reason not to.” She was smiling at my brother’s grin, he was so whipped.

“Here’s my phone, just type your number and call yourself.” I handed her my cell and she typed her number and dialed, and I heard her phone ring, but she didn’t have a purse with her, so I was intrigued as to where she kept the phone. I’m guessing my face was asking the question without me saying anything when she placed her hand in a barely noticeable side pocket and pulled out her phone to save my contact with a little smile.

“I know, the dress has pockets. It was the only requirement I had when my brother insisted on gifting me a dress. I love dresses, they’re mostly what I wear, but having no pockets is always a hassle.” She said and then gave my brother her phone so that he could call himself and now the three of us had each other’s numbers.

“Wow, I might have to get one of those! Never in my wildest dreams did I think they made dresses with pockets, part of why I barely own any. I just don’t think I can ever look as gorgeous as you in that dress.” I had to throw her a compliment as well, and it worked: she looked at me. Her voice got dangerously low and she said: “You certainly don’t need a dress to look good.” I think my panties got wet at that. Thank you brother, for choosing me leather pants tonight. You won’t be able to see a wet spot on them.

“Goddess Princess, if you keep lowering your voice like that, I can’t warranty one of us won’t bite you.” My twin voiced, trying to sneak a fix of his pants, but making it obvious and drawing our mate’s eyes to his pelvic area. Her naturally-pink cheeks became crimson, but she was feeling confident enough with both of us to rake her eyes over our bodies.

“How is it possible that I’ve known you for maybe half an hour and I feel so confident? Never in my life have I been this open with anyone, this brass, this myself.” Sam brought us both back with her question, out of our hormones and into her soul. Goddess, she’s perfect! I don’t know her yet, but I’m sure she is.

“Because you have the same effect on us. Never had I flirted with a woman before, or anyone else. As a matter of fact, it just wasn’t in my scope. But then I brushed against you when dancing, just my fingertips, and we knew we had to find you.” I deeply told her, hoping that was enough of an answer to satisfy her curiosity.

“The little yelp when you fell in the parking lot almost gave me a heart attack, the sound of your voice, all of you, it’s impossible to not want more.” My smooth brother didn’t mention her scent, and I’m very happy about that, more brownie points for Alan.