Entangled Desires : I Am The Mate Of Two Alpha's Brothers

Chapter 3 : Adrian Thornwood

Adrian Thornwood's Point Of View.

The grandeur of my room in Thornwood Mansion had always been a stark contrast to my responsibilities as the alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. As I stood before the mirror, meticulously adjusting my black suit and crimson tie, I could not help but reflect on the weight of my duties.

My name is Adrian Thornwood, and since the tragic deaths of our parents, I have shouldered the immense responsibility of leading our pack. It was a role I had been groomed for from a young age. Unlike my twin brother, Sebastian, I had embraced our traditionalist values and the duty that came with being an alpha.

I glanced at the family portrait on the wall—a reminder of happier times. Mother's warm smile and Father's authoritative presence stared back at me. I spoke to them, as I often did when I needed guidance.

"Mother, Father," I began, "Sebastian and Lena test my patience at times. Sebastian's penchant for late nights and Lena's choice to live among humans—it's as if they have forgotten their responsibilities to our pack."

I paused, a faint smile touching my lips. "..but they have their strengths, too. Sebastian's legal prowess ensures our pack's safety in the human world, and Lena's acting career has given us valuable connections. I know you would be proud."

My fingers brushed against a small wooden box on my dresser, and I opened it to reveal a silver ring. It was a symbol of my alpha status, a gift from Father when I had come of age. I slipped it onto my finger, a silent promise to always protect our pack and, most importantly, my siblings.

Leaving my room, I descended the grand staircase, my steps deliberate and purposeful. In the living room, I poured myself a glass of wine, adding a few drops of a mysterious liquid from a small vial I kept hidden.

I sat in one of the plush armchairs, waiting for Sebastian. The living room exuded luxury, with rich mahogany furniture, velvet drapes, and intricate chandeliers. Thornwood Mansion was a testament to our family's power and wealth.

When Sebastian finally appeared, he wore his usual charismatic smile, though I could sense something different in his demeanor tonight. I gestured to the glass of wine waiting for him.

"Sebastian, have a seat," I said, while my voice measured.

“Magic potions, I see.” Sebastian’s lips curved into a smirk as he strolled closer, while his eyes were glinting with amusement.

Sebastian and I sipped our glasses of wine subtly altered by my mysterious concoction. As we took our first sip, a startling sensation engulfed our senses. The wine, once smooth and velvety, erupted like a raging fire inside our mouth. It felt as if a searing heat had suddenly ignited on our tongue, sending waves of intense, burning sensations down our throats but the sensation did not stop there. It continued to spread throughout our body, like a surge of electrifying energy coursing through our veins. We were left momentarily struggling to comprehend the expected intensity of it all.

As we attempted to regain our composure, the mysterious liquid seemed to awaken our senses. We became acutely aware of every sound, every movement, and every scent in the room. The world around us appeared sharper and more vibrant than ever before.

Sebastian and I exchanged knowing looks, silently acknowledging the strange effects of the liquid.

As we left Thornwood Mansion and entered the waiting limousine, the atmosphere between Sebastian and me shifted. The elegant interior of the car, with its dim lighting and plush leather seats, provided the perfect backdrop for Sebastian to indulge in some teasing.

Sebastian leaned back in his seat, while one could see a mischievous glint in his eye. "You know, Adrian, sometimes I wonder if you are secretly allergic to fun and excitement."

I chuckled, accustomed to my brother's playful jabs. "Sebastian, there's a time and place for everything. I take our responsibilities seriously."

He grinned, undeterred. "Responsibilities, responsibilities! You need to loosen up, big brother. When was the last time you had a little fun, or even a date?"

I sighed, realizing that my brother had a point. My dedication to our pack's well-being had often left me with little time for a social or love life. "Sebastian, it's not as simple for me. Our pack depends on my vigilance."

Sebastian's teasing tone softened, and he placed a hand on my shoulder. "I know, Adrian. But you deserve happiness too. Tonight's a special night. Who knows, maybe you will meet someone who can balance your seriousness with a little excitement."

I smiled at his words, appreciating his concern. "We will see, Sebastian. Let's make sure the pack's interests are protected first."

With that, we continued our journey to the ball, our banter temporarily set aside as we contemplated the intriguing events that awaited us.

The venue for the ball was a lavish affair, filled with reporters and VIPs. As we stepped out of the limo, camera flashes lit up the night. Our bodyguards ensured our safety as we made our way through the crowd.

"Alpha Thornwood, How are you?" The Mayor said as he approached us with a glass of wine. "I must say, your generous contributions to our town have made a significant impact."

I nodded, acknowledging his words. "Our pack values our community, Mayor. We are here to protect and support and thank you for keeping our little secret, the existence of werewolves safe. Our kind prefers to stay in the shadows," I offered a discreet smile.

"It's in everyone's best interest, Mr. Adrian," The Mayor spoke while offering me his wide smile.

The mayor then turned to Sebastian, extending a hand. "..and how are you, Mr. Sebastian Thornwood?"

Sebastian, always the charmer, replied with a grin. "I am absolutely splendid, Mayor. Just enjoying the night."

I engaged in polite conversation with the mayor, a glass of wine in hand, while Sebastian seemed eager to part ways with me. His playful nature was more suited to mingling with the crowd. Before departing, he turned to me with a playful glint in his eye. Just then, he leaned in and whispered to me, "By the way, Adrian, I received word that Lena Thornwood is also attending the ball."

My eyebrows shot up in surprise as i spoke, "Lena? That's unexpected."

Sebastian chuckled. "Well, it seems this ball is going to be quite the family reunion. I think we should leave the serious talk for another time. Tonight, let's enjoy ourselves."

I leaned in closer, my tone serious. "But remember, tonight is important for our pack. Please, Sebastian, keep your casual nature in check. Be responsible."

He nodded, while his expression was somber. "I understand, Adrian. Tonight, I will be on my best behavior." With that, he disappeared into the crowd, leaving me to contemplate the intriguing events of the evening. I could not help but wonder how this night would unfold, and how the presence of my enigmatic sister, Lena, would add another layer of complexity to the evening.

As I observed the elegant soirée from a distance, my eyes were inexplicably drawn to a lone figure amidst the sea of masked strangers. There she stood, a vision of grace and beauty, in stark contrast to the other high-society women who flaunted their charms with revealing attire.

Her midnight blue gown, adorned with intricate lacework, struck a balance between elegance and modesty, standing out amidst the sea of ostentatious extravagance. Her figure was alluring, not in a provocative sense, but rather in the way it exuded confidence and natural allure. Her lips, painted a tempting shade of crimson, were like an invitation to explore the mysteries concealed behind her mask.

It was a puzzling sensation that washed over me, an inexplicable magnetism that drew my attention away from the other guests. My heart, which typically remained steady and resolute, began to beat with an unfamiliar rhythm. I couldn't look away; her presence had captured me in a way I had never experienced before.

As an alpha, I was accustomed to maintaining composure and keeping my emotions in check. Yet, in that moment, I could not deny the inexplicable connection I felt with this enigmatic girl. It was a feeling that defied reason, one that had me yearning to uncover the secrets hidden behind that captivating mask.

Just as I was about to take the first step toward the captivating girl in the midnight blue gown, a group of eager guests approached me, pulling me into their midst. I flashed them a polite yet somewhat distant smile, all the while my eyes straying towards her. My desire to meet her was palpable, and the weight of my responsibilities felt burdensome in that moment for the first time.

I engaged in polite conversation, feigning interest in their discussions, but my mind remained singularly focused on the enigmatic girl. It was as if an invisible thread connected us, drawing me inexorably toward her. I had to meet her; I had to unravel the mystery she embodied.

As I navigated the sea of pleasantries and exchanged insincere laughs, my attention never wavered. I watched as a man, his intentions all too clear, approached her with a drink in hand. She accepted it with a polite nod while initiating a conversation.

However, it did not take long for me to notice the shift in her demeanor. Her discomfort subtly etched across her features as the man leaned closer, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered something. My keen observation skills picked up on her discomfort, her body language revealing her unease.

As the music began to fill the room, the man's intentions became increasingly transparent. He persistently requested a dance, despite her initial refusals. I watched closely, my protective instincts rising to the surface as she finally relented, though her agreement appeared reluctant.

My protective instincts surged, and I clenched my jaw, struggling to maintain the facade of social decorum. It was a moment that left me both intrigued and cautious. The inexplicable connection I felt with this enigmatic girl deepened with each passing second

It was a moment that stirred conflicting emotions within me—frustration at my inability to approach her, concern for her evident discomfort, and a growing curiosity about the enigmatic girl who had managed to ensnare my attention so completely. The desire to ensure her well-being burned within me, and I knew that this mysterious encounter was destined to alter the course of the evening in ways I could not have foreseen.