Claimed by the Twin Alphas and Human Mate

Chapter 26: Between Two Worlds

Anya lay awake in her dorm room, eyes tracing the silver glow of the moon filtering through the window blinds. The quiet hum of city life outside was a sharp contrast to the sounds of the forest she’d grown up with—crickets, wind through pine trees, the occasional distant howl.

But it wasn’t the unfamiliar quiet that kept her awake tonight. It was the ache in her chest. The ache of being split in two.

One side of her, the girl raised in the Blue Moon Pack, the girl with a silver wolf spirit and a warrior’s blood, knew that hiding who she was wasn’t just dangerous—it was suffocating. The other side, the young woman who felt safe and seen in Nathan’s human world, wanted to stay in this bubble of normalcy, free from judgment and supernatural expectations.

“Aurora,” she whispered into the dark.

I’m here, her wolf replied gently.

Anya sat up and hugged her knees. “I don’t know how to do this… how to be both.”

You were born to be both.

“But what if Nathan can’t accept me? What if he looks at me like I’m a monster?”

Aurora was quiet for a moment before responding. Then we’ll face that when the time comes. But don’t hide who you are, Anya. Not forever. Not from someone who might truly love you.

The next morning, Anya splashed cold water on her face, tied her hair up, and took a deep breath. If she couldn’t tell Nathan the truth yet, she could at least stop running from herself.

She started waking earlier than usual, slipping into the quiet woods behind campus before sunrise. In her wolf form, Aurora stretched her limbs with gratitude, finally free. They ran beneath the trees, along streams, and over rocky hills, hearts wild and light again.

Later in the day, Anya returned to her human world—attending lectures, laughing with Susan, and sneaking stolen moments with Nathan in the library or over coffee. They’d started studying together regularly, Nathan often watching her with soft, curious eyes, as if he knew she was holding a piece of herself back.

One afternoon, while walking through the botanical gardens after class, Nathan turned to her. “You’re different lately.”

She stiffened. “What do you mean?”

He smiled, not unkindly. “It’s not a bad thing. You seem... calmer. Stronger.”

Anya paused, heart thudding. “I think I’ve just been trying to… accept who I am.”

Nathan stopped walking, turning to face her fully. “Whatever it is you’re afraid to show me, Anya… I want to understand. I want to know everything about you. You don’t have to hide.”

Her throat tightened. She didn’t speak right away. Instead, she reached for his hand and linked their fingers together.

“I’m not ready to explain it all yet,” she said honestly. “But I will. One day. I promise.”

He squeezed her hand gently. “I’ll wait.”

As the days passed, Anya continued to walk the fragile line between her two worlds. She trained quietly in secret, kept in touch with her parents and Lucy, and continued her studies with passion. She’d started volunteering at a nearby animal shelter and was beginning to dream of a future—one that blended her healing abilities and love for creatures with her wolf instincts.

And with Nathan… things bloomed. Slowly, beautifully.

But always, in the corner of her mind, she knew the truth: this peace was temporary. Sooner or later, her past—and the mate bond she once severed—would find her again.

And when it did, she would have to choose who she truly was… and who she wanted to become.

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