Moonlit Bonds

Gym freaks

Zodiac and Taurus were in the gym, lifting weights in silence. The room was hot and humid, and the sound of their grunts and the clanking of metal filled the air. They were both tall and muscular, with chiseled features and piercing eyes. Even though they were only half-siblings, they had a bond that was unbreakable. Even though they did not share the same father, they considered themselves half-siblings because they both had the same dads. It was the fact that they came from different surrogates that made them think of themselves as half-siblings and not full.

Taurus had his blond hair tied back in a ponytail, his face set in a determined expression as he lifted the weights. Zodiac had his darker hair pushed back from his face, his eyes focused on the task at hand.

As they worked out, they seemed to be in perfect sync, each of them knowing what the other was thinking without a word being spoken. It was almost eerie, the way they moved as one.

They had both set their sights on becoming the best warriors in the pack of Red Moon, and they were well on their way. They trained every day, pushing themselves to the limit, always striving to be better.

As they lifted weights, they could feel the sweat pouring down their bodies, their muscles straining under the weight. But they didn't stop, didn't slow down. They were like machines, single-minded in their focus.

Several other pack members came in and out as they used the gym, most of them eying both twins. The boys because they were a bit jealous and intimidated. And the ladies because they always wanted to date them.

After a while, they stopped and looked at each other, their chests heaving with the effort. Taurus wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes meeting Zodiac's. There was a sense of unspoken understanding between them, a bond that went beyond words.

They had been through a lot together, growing up in a world that was often harsh and unforgiving. But they had always had each other, and that was what had kept them going.

Taurus spoke first, his voice low and serious. "We're going to be the best, you know that, right?"

Zodiac nodded, a fierce look in his eyes. "Of course. We'll be unstoppable."

Taurus grinned, a rare expression on his usually stoic face. "That's what I like to hear."

They went back to lifting weights, their muscles straining as they pushed themselves even harder. They knew that they had a long way to go, but they were willing to put in the work.

As they worked out, they were aware of the other wolves around them, watching them with a mix of fear and admiration. They knew that they were being watched, but they didn't care. They were too focused on their own goals to worry about what anyone else thought.

After a while, they finished their workout and walked out of the gym, their bodies glistening with sweat. They didn't say anything to each other, but they didn't need to. They knew that they had a long road ahead of them, but they were ready for whatever came their way.

As they walked back to their quarters, they could feel the eyes of the other wolves on them. They were like a force to be reckoned with, and everyone knew it. But they didn't care about the attention. All they cared about was becoming the best, and they were well on their way.

Zodiac and Taurus made their way into the dining hall, their eyes scanning the room for a quiet corner where they could sit and eat.

As they walked towards a table, a group of young ladies caught their attention. They were giggling and whispering, clearly trying to attract the attention of the two young men. Zodiac and Taurus were used to this kind of attention, but they had no interest in flirting or being the center of attention.

As they sat down, one of the young ladies approached them, batting her eyelashes and trying to engage them in conversation. "Hey there," she said, her voice coy. "I couldn't help but notice you two. You're so...mysterious."

Zodiac and Taurus exchanged a quick glance but said nothing. They weren't sure what to make of the girl's comment, or what she wanted from them.

Undeterred, the girl continued. "I was wondering if you two would like to join me and my friends for dinner tonight. We could have a great time together."

Taurus shook his head, his expression polite but firm. "I'm sorry, we're just here to eat. Maybe another time."

The girl pouted, clearly disappointed. "Oh, come on. You're not even going to tell me your name?"

Zodiac finally spoke up, his voice quiet but clear. "We're Zodiac and Taurus. And we're just not interested, I'm sorry."

The girl huffed, then turned and walked away, her friends following close behind. Zodiac and Taurus exchanged another glance, then turned back to their food.

As they ate, a few more young ladies approached them, each one trying to flirt and attract their attention. But Zodiac and Taurus were polite but firm, declining their advances and politely excusing themselves from the conversation.

It wasn't that they didn't appreciate the attention, or that they were trying to be rude. They simply weren't interested in that kind of relationship, not when they had each other and their pack to focus on.

As they finished their meal and made their way out of the dining hall, they could hear the disappointed whispers of the young ladies behind them. But they ignored it, walking tall and proud, knowing that they had each other and their pack to rely on.

For Zodiac and Taurus, there was no need for romantic entanglements or meaningless flings. They had a bond that went beyond words, a connection that would last a lifetime. And for them, that was enough.

Zodiac and Taurus were lounging in Taurus's room, the afternoon sun streaming in through the windows. They were both dressed in casual clothes, comfortable after a morning of training with the pack.

They had been chatting idly about various things, but then Zodiac asked a more serious question. "Hey, Taurus, can I ask you something?"

Taurus looked over at his twin, his expression curious. "Yeah, what's up?"

Zodiac hesitated for a moment, then spoke. "Who would you die for?"

Taurus was taken aback by the question, but he didn't hesitate in his answer. "My family. You, of course. And then our parents, and everyone in the pack."

Zodiac nodded, a thoughtful expression on his face. "Yeah, same. I would die for our family and the pack. But...what about outside of the pack? Would you die for anyone else?"

Taurus thought for a moment, then shook his head. "No, I don't think so. Why do you ask?"

Zodiac shrugged. "I don't know. I was just thinking about it. It's funny how we're so willing to die for our pack, but not for anyone else."

Taurus frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Well, what about Arrow, Olive, Jade, and Sage?" Zodiac asked. "They're not part of our pack, but they're like family to us. Would you die for them?"

Taurus considered the question for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Yeah, I would. They're important to us, and they're like sisters to us. I would do anything to protect them."

Zodiac nodded, but then he looked a little skeptical. "But don't you think it's kind of...sexist, I guess? That you would only die for the girls?"

Taurus looked surprised by the question. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, what about Beau and Hunter? They're like brothers to us, too," Zodiac said. "Wouldn't you die for them, too?"

Taurus hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly. "Yeah, I guess you're right. I would die for them, too. It's not just about the girls."

Zodiac smiled, relieved that Taurus understood what he was getting at. "Good. I just don't think it's fair to put one gender above the other, you know?"

Taurus nodded, looking thoughtful. "Yeah, I see what you mean. I guess I never really thought about it that way before."

Zodiac leaned back on the bed, feeling more relaxed now that they had cleared the air. "It's all good. I just think it's important to remember that everyone is important, regardless of their gender or their place in our pack."

Taurus smiled, feeling a new appreciation for his twin's perspective. "Thanks for pointing that out. You always make me think about things in a different way."

These were the kind of conversations the twins would have in private, and the pack never saw that deep side of them. Only their parents, Cash and Jonas, were privileged to see that side of them.