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The Lycans Twins Hidden Mate

The Lycans Twins Hidden Mate

Alina was raised as an omega maid, and she was kept out of sight and considered a nothing. However, when her pack is deprived of all their belongings at the end of the war, her stepbrother sells her as a sacrifice to the most dreaded rulers in the world, the twin Lycan kings, Kael and Kaden. A single night out with them transforms all that. They brand her as their mate, but the mark fades away by morning. The council calls her cursed. A fake Luna is brought in. And in a short time, Alina has been put in the position of a thief, a liar and a betrayer. Being hunted by the kings she loves, pushed back to the pack which abused her, Alina becomes the Alpha when she discovers the truth about the deaths of her parents. But the kings come back, imploring to be given another opportunity. Her wolf is dying. Her enemies are closing in. And the one, who can rescue her, must sacrifice all of it, even his wolf. At this point, Alina has to decide between revenge, power and the two men she can never forget.
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Chapter: Chapter 148: The Triple Crown
We didn't sneak back into the Lycan capital. We marched.I rode at the head of the column, mounted on the black stallion Kaden had given me. To my left was Kael, his armor polished and his sword drawn. To my right was a carriage, shielded and guarded, carrying Kaden. He was too weak to ride, but he refused to stay behind. He wanted to see Cassandra’s face when the truth came out.The Rowan pack followed us. Five hundred wolves, all of them wearing the Rowan crest, their heads held high. They weren't a defeated pack anymore. They were the honor guard of an Alpha.As we approached the capital gates, the Lycan guards leveled their spears. The air was thick with tension. The city was on lockdown, the news of the "fallen king" and the "thief" having turned the streets into a powder keg."Open the gates!" Kael’s voice thundered, shaking the very stones of the wall."The Council has forbidden your entry, Prince Kael!" the guard captain shouted back. "You are stripped of your command until th
Last Updated: 2026-04-30
Chapter: Chapter 147: The Fallen King’s Shadow
Kaden couldn't walk.It wasn't that his legs didn't work; it was that his balance was gone. Without the constant, grounding presence of his wolf, he felt like he was floating. We had to carry him into the great hall, laying him on the soft furs in front of the massive hearth. Kael stayed by his side, his hand never leaving Kaden’s arm, as if he were trying to pump his own Lycan energy into his brother through skin contact alone."It’s quiet," Kaden whispered, staring at the fire. "Alina, is it always this quiet for humans?""I don't know," I said, kneeling beside him with a bowl of warm broth. "But you aren't alone. I can hear it for you."I could hear everything now. I could hear the heartbeat of every wolf in the courtyard. I could hear the snow melting on the roof. The power Kaden had given me was massive, but it felt heavy, like wearing a suit of armor that was three sizes too big."The army is still outside," Kael said, his voice grim. "They won't attack yet because they're confu
Last Updated: 2026-04-30
Chapter: Chapter 146: The Price of a Soul
"He’s human. He’s just… human."The words felt like ash in my mouth as I cradled Kaden’s head in my lap. I pressed my palm against his chest, desperate to feel the familiar, thrumming vibration of his Lycan spirit, but there was nothing. No heat. No predatory hum. Just the shallow, erratic heartbeat of a man who had been hollowed out. Kaden’s eyes were open, staring blankly at the sky, his pupils dilated. He wasn't dead, but the part of him that ruled, the part of him that commanded armies, had been ripped away to fill the void inside me.Kael let out a sound that was half-growl, half-sob. He reached over me, his hand trembling as he gripped Kaden’s shoulder. "Kaden? Kaden, breathe. Come back. Shift, damn you! Shift!"But there was no shift. There was no fur. Just the pale, sweat-slicked skin of a younger twin who had always been the thinker, the strategist, and now, the sacrifice."Stand back!" A sharp voice cut through the chaos.I looked up to see the Lycan High Priest stepping thr
Last Updated: 2026-04-30
Chapter: Chapter 145: The Black Blood Curse
"Don't touch me! Get back!"I backed away from Sarah, my hand covering my mouth as another surge of that oily, black liquid burned its way up my throat. It wasn't just blood. It was thick, it smelled like sulfur, and it was moving on the floor like it had a mind of its own. My wolf, the fierce creature that had just helped me take down Damon, was screaming in a way I’d never heard. It wasn't a roar of victory. It was a high-pitched, agonizing wail of a creature being eaten from the inside out."Alpha, you're bleeding," Sarah cried, her face white with terror. She tried to step forward with a cloth, but I slammed my hand against the desk to stay upright."It's the mark," I gasped, the words feeling like shards of glass. "Damon... that bastard. He didn't just fight me. He tied his life to a rot."I looked down at my hands. The veins in my wrists were turning a bruised, sickly purple. This was the final revenge of a man who knew he couldn't win fairly. Damon had used black magic, the kin
Last Updated: 2026-04-24
Chapter: Chapter 144: The Alpha’s Resurrection
"Does this look like the face of a thief to you, or the face of your rightful Alpha?"My voice didn't shake. It cut through the cold night air, amplified by the stone walls of the courtyard. I stood on the edge of the high balcony, the moonlight catching the silver of my father’s dagger. Below me, hundreds of wolves froze. Their breath came in white clouds, their eyes reflecting the torchlight. At the center of them all was Damon. He looked small from up here. Small and panicked."Seize her!" Damon screamed, his voice cracking. "She’s a fugitive! She’s a traitor to the Lycan Empire! Kill her now!"Not a single guard moved. They looked at the silver dagger in my hand. They looked at the way I stood, my shoulders back, my chin high. I wasn't the trembling Omega maid they had mocked for years. I was the daughter of the man who had built this pack from the blood and bone of the northern wars."The only traitor here is the man who sold his own sister to pay for his cowardice," I yelled, st
Last Updated: 2026-04-24
Chapter: Chapter 143: The Prodigal Puppet
"Look at you. From a King’s bed back to the dirt where you belong."Damon’s voice was like grease, slick and disgusting. I didn't give him the satisfaction of looking up right away. I kept my gaze fixed on the damp stone floor of the cell. It was the same cell where he used to lock me when I didn't scrub the floors fast enough. The smell hadn't changed. It was the scent of rot, old blood, and broken dreams. My stepbrother stood on the other side of the iron bars, his shadow stretching long and jagged across the floor. He looked heavier, his face bloated from too much ale and the arrogance of a stolen title."I’m surprised you haven't killed me yet, Damon," I said, my voice rasping. "Or are you afraid of what the Kings will do when they find out you've touched their property?"Damon laughed, a harsh, braying sound that echoed through the dungeon. He stepped closer, his fingers gripping the cold bars. "Property? Alina, you were a trade. A piece of meat used to settle a debt. And word tr
Last Updated: 2026-04-22
The space between the wrong

The space between the wrong

I was nineteen the first time Cole Whitfield broke me. Not with cruelty. With a single word. Why. Not did you — why. Like the answer was already settled and he just wanted the story to make sense. I told him the truth anyway. He said nothing that mattered. So I picked up my bag, walked out of his apartment, and decided that a man who trusted a rumor over two years of me wasn’t worth a correction. I spent the next two years becoming someone I actually liked. New city. Graduate program. A published paper with my name on it. I was done with Cole Whitfield in every way a person can be done. Then I walked into Seminar Room 114 and he was sitting right there, gray eyes already on the door, like some part of him knew. I sat down. I opened my notebook. I did not look up. Here’s the thing about studying how people form beliefs: you understand exactly why he believed it. That doesn’t mean you forgive it. That doesn’t mean two years of silence disappear because he’s learned how to look at you like he’s sorry. He wants a conversation. I want my degree. But the campus is small, the seminar table is round, and the boy who broke my heart at nineteen is doing everything right at twenty-one — and I’m starting to understand that composed isn’t the same thing as healed. I hate that I still know the exact sound of his voice.
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Chapter: Chapter 41: The Third Variable
The words hit me like a physical blow, the air leaving my lungs in a short, sharp gasp."Theo," I whisper."No," Cole says immediately, his hand coming down on my shoulder, his grip almost painful. "Theo was in the hospital bed, Nora. He was asleep. We left him with Miller.""Miller is bureau, Cole. He’s not medical," I say, the logic snapping into place with a terrifying, absolute certainty. The space between wrong and right is gone. There is only the data. "The X-14 didn't fry Theo’s pathways. He told us he was the sword. He gave Miller the coordinates because he knew we would come here. He knew we would clear the site and activate the core.""He used us," Jonah says from behind us, his flashlight beam shaking against the concrete wall. "He used his own sister to bypass the security tier."I stand up, leaving Marcus in the dark. The cold in the tunnel doesn't feel like weather anymore. It feels like the inside of my father’s mind. It feels like the reality we’ve been trying to run f
Last Updated: 2026-06-15
Chapter: Chapter 40: The Blind Corridor
"Cole! Cole, talk to me!"My hands are fumbling through the dark, my palms scraping against hard concrete and sharp shards of plastic. The air is suddenly thick with the stench of burning insulation and ozone. My ears are ringing from the blast, a high-pitched whine that drowns out everything else.A heavy weight shifts beside me, followed by a low, ragged cough. "I’m here. I’m okay. Where’s Jonah?""I’m by the stairs," Jonah’s voice calls out from the dark, sounding far away and muffled. "The main breaker blew. The emergency backup isn't kicking in. We’re on a dead line."A beam of light cuts through the smoke. It’s Cole’s flashlight, its lens cracked but the bulb still flickering. He aims it toward the center of the room.The terminal is a melted ruin of plastic and copper wire. Marcus is gone. The chair is knocked over, a trail of dark, heavy drops of blood smeared across the concrete leading toward the secondary exit door at the back of the server bay."He hit the line," Cole says
Last Updated: 2026-06-15
Chapter: Chapter 39: The Ghost Machine
"Step away from that console, Nora, or I swear to God I’ll end this right now."Marcus’s hand is shaking so violently the metal barrel of his gun clatters against the edge of the server rack. The red indicator lights cast a sickening, bloody glow across his sunken cheeks. He looks less like a man and more like a corpse being animated by sheer, desperate panic."The recording is automated, Marcus," I say, keeping my palms flat and visible as I take a slow step forward. The concrete floor is freezing, the cold biting right through my thin sneakers, but my blood is boiling. "My father died two years ago. He’s not sending a transmission. The system is just executing the final loop.""Shut up! You don't know what he did!" Marcus screams, a spray of saliva catching the white light of the monitor. "He locked the stabilization file behind your neural signature. If you don't press that key, the sequence will execute, and the purge will wipe everything. I’ll lose the last six years. I won't eve
Last Updated: 2026-06-15
Chapter: Chapter 38: The Ontario Grid
"Play it again."Cole’s voice is sharp, cutting through the hum of the SUV’s heater as the tires crunch over the ice-covered gravel road. We’ve been across the border for two hours, the trees getting denser, the sky lowering until it feels like we’re driving through a cave made of white pine and gray cloud.I hit the button on my phone. The static fills the car again, a harsh, scraping sound that sets my teeth on edge before the voice cuts through. *"...I'm already inside."*"Marcus," Cole says, his hand slamming into the dashboard. "It’s Marcus Webb. He’s not dead, Nora. The overdose in the precinct... it was another extraction. Dex set it up before the rink went down.""He was at the cabin," I say, my fingers curling into the fabric of my hoodie. "He had the gasoline because he was cleaning the site. He wasn't working for Dex anymore. He was working for the people who bought the subsidiary.""The Whitfield Group," Cole says, his eyes fixing on the white road ahead. "My father’s boar
Last Updated: 2026-06-08
Chapter: Chapter 37: The Cold Horizon
"We aren't going to Canada, Nora. It’s a trap."Cole is standing by the window of the hospital room, his arms crossed over his chest as the afternoon light turns a cold, watery gray. He hasn't stopped pacing since Agent Miller left the folder on my tray. The ink on the paper looks fresh, the numbers written in Theo’s shaky, uneven script."It’s not a trap," I say, my voice tight as I swing my legs over the edge of the bed. The tile is freezing against my bare soles, a sharp jolt that helps clear the remaining fog from my brain. "My father spent three months in Ontario the year before he died. He told us he was doing field research on low-temperature enzyme preservation. He wasn't preserving enzymes, Cole. He was moving the backup.""Let the bureau handle it," Cole says, turning to face me. His eyes are dark with a frustration that has been building for hours. "They have teams for this. They have tactical units. You almost died yesterday, Nora. Your brother is still sleeping off a chem
Last Updated: 2026-06-08
Chapter: Chapter 36: The Weight of Static
"Wake up, Nora. Please, you have to open your eyes."The voice is rough, jagged around the edges, and it sounds like it’s traveling through a long metal pipe. I try to pull air into my lungs, but my chest feels like it’s trapped under a block of concrete. The smell of copper is gone, replaced by the sharp, sterile scent of white sheets and rubbing alcohol. My right hand is burning, a throbbing, rhythmic pain that sets my wrist on fire. I force my eyelids open, the bright fluorescent light from above slashing directly into my brain.Cole is there. He is leaning over the edge of the bed, his face pale under a layer of smudge marks and dark stubble. His eyes are bloodshot, wide with a frantic kind of panic that softens the second he sees me blink. He is gripping my left hand so tight my fingers are numb, but I don't care. The touch is the only thing keeping the room from spinning into the floor."Theo," I rasp. My tongue feels like sand. "Where is Theo?"Cole lets out a long, shuddering
Last Updated: 2026-06-08
Ten Ways To Kill Alpha PENKING

Ten Ways To Kill Alpha PENKING

“There’s no way to kill Alpha Penking.” “Maybe there’s one, make sure he has absolute power, never bows to anyone but will crawl to her feet each time she wants it.” Amelia’s first life ended when she was ten—when the most notorious Alpha in New York took everything her father owned and killed him. As if that wasn’t enough, he coerced her father into selling his only daughter before death claimed him. Fifteen years later, Amelia survives as a prostitute, her past buried beneath layers of control, routine, and silence. She lives for two things only: keeping her younger brother alive and nursing the revenge that never died. Every alpha is just a body. Every night is calculated. Her life is controlled—until the night she sleeps with him. The same man who ruined her life. Alpha Penking—feared, untouchable, merciless—without her knowing who he truly is. Yet, her world shatters again. Because Penking knows her. Because he watched her grow in the shadows. Because he knows her real name. Because he is the one who ruined her and owned her. Because he serves her a contract that doesn’t ask—it commands. A contract where she belongs to him. For months. For life. No bargain. No gain. Trapped between hatred and a bond she never consented to, Amelia begins counting the only freedom she has left—ten ways to kill Alpha Penking. But revenge grows complicated when obsession turns mutual, when power bleeds into possession, and when an impossible consequence binds them forever. Because the man she plans to kill now owns her body… And the child growing inside her might decide who survives.
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Chapter: Chapter 93
Spring came with warmth and new beginnings.Penking officially handed Second Chances to a board of directors. Three counselors who’d been with the program from the early days. People he trusted. People who understood the mission.He attended the transition ceremony. Small. Just staff and current kids.One of the counselors, Maria, said, “This program exists because of you. Because you believed change was possible. And you proved it. Every day.”Penking nodded. Didn’t trust his voice.A kid named Marcus. Sixteen. Angry eyes but soft underneath.He stood up. “I came here because I had nowhere else to go. My mom was using. My dad was gone. Courts sent me here as part of probation. I hated it.”Laughter from the crowd.“But Mr. Penking. He didn’t treat me like I was broken. Didn’t look at me like I was a case file. He looked at me like I was a person.” The kid’s voice steadied. “And nobody had done that in a long time. So. Thank you. For building this. For believing first. So we could lea
Last Updated: 2026-04-02
Chapter: Chapter 92
Viktor’s trial lasted six weeks.They didn’t attend. Didn’t want to. Had given their statements to the prosecutors and stepped back.Let justice handle itself for once.Updates came through Marcus. Evidence presented. Witnesses. Documentation.All the things Viktor had done. Building over seven years. Carefully. Methodically.Planning Penking’s destruction like it was a business.The jury took four days.Guilty on all counts. Fraud. Conspiracy. Obstruction.Sentenced to twelve years.Marcus called with the news. “It’s done. Viktor’s going to prison for a long time.”Amelia sat with the information. Let it sink in.“How does it feel?” Penking asked later.“Anticlimactic. I thought I’d feel more.”“Me too. I thought I’d feel. Relief. Victory. Something big. But mostly I just feel tired.”“Same.” She leaned against him. “Is it wrong that I feel sorry for him? Slightly?”“Viktor?”“He spent seven years planning this. Seven years of his life. And for what? He’s in prison. We’re still here.
Last Updated: 2026-04-02
Chapter: Chapter 91
The acquittal meant nothing to the public.Half the internet still believed Penking was guilty. Said the jury was bought. Said money always won. Said reformed criminals never really changed.Comments. Articles. Opinion pieces.All saying the same thing. That Amelia was naive. That she was complicit. That she’d helped a monster walk free.She stopped reading them after the third day.But the damage to Second Chances was real.Three major donors had pulled funding during the trial. Two more after the acquittal. Said they couldn’t be associated with the controversy.Twelve kids had been pulled from the program by worried parents.Four staff members quit. Said they couldn’t work in the environment anymore.The building in Brooklyn had been vandalized. Windows smashed. Spray paint on the walls.Penking walked through it on a Tuesday morning. Hands in his pockets. Face blank.Amelia walked beside him. Said nothing.What was there to say?“We rebuild,” he said finally. Voice flat.“Yeah. We
Last Updated: 2026-04-02
Chapter: Chapter 90
The arrest happened at dawn.Six FBI agents. Guns drawn. Knocking on the door.Penking answered. Hands up. Compliant.“Kael Penking, you’re under arrest for money laundering, wire fraud, and conspiracy. You have the right to remain silent.”They read him his rights. Cuffed him. Led him to a car.Amelia watched from the doorway. Tears streaming down her face.Twenty years. Twenty years of peace. Of building. Of trying.Gone. Because of a lie.Marcus met them at the federal courthouse.Arraignment. Bail hearing. The whole process.The prosecutor argued Penking was a flight risk. Had means. Had motive to run.Marcus argued he’d spent twenty years being a model citizen. Had family. Had roots. Wouldn’t run.The judge set bail at two million dollars.They posted it. Using the house. Second Chances. Everything they had.Penking was released pending trial.But the damage was done.News broke immediately. “Reformed Crime Lord Arrested on Federal Charges.”Reporters camped outside their house.
Last Updated: 2026-04-01
Chapter: Chapter 89
The forensic accountant found it three days later.A single discrepancy. In one of the fake transactions.A timestamp that didn’t match. An IP address that traced to a computer in Brooklyn.Penking’s old territory. Where Viktor used to operate.“It’s not proof he did it,” Marcus said. “But it’s a start. Shows the documents originated from someone in your past. Not you.”“Is it enough for the FBI?”“I don’t know. But it’s something.”They took it to Agent Collins.She reviewed it. Frowned. “This shows the documents may have been created by a third party. But it doesn’t prove your husband wasn’t involved.”“How would he be involved in creating documents that implicate himself?” Marcus asked.“Maybe he’s trying to cover his tracks. Make it look like a setup.”“That’s circular logic and you know it.”“It’s caution. We can’t dismiss the possibility that this is all theater. That Mr. Penking is very good at playing innocent.”Amelia spoke. “My husband has been clean for twenty years. He’s b
Last Updated: 2026-04-01
Chapter: Chapter 88
The call came on a Tuesday morning.Amelia was making coffee when her phone rang. Unknown number.She almost didn’t answer. But something made her pick up.“Hello?”“Is this Amelia Penking?” A woman’s voice. Professional. Cold.“Yes. Who’s this?”“My name is Agent Collins. FBI. I need to speak with you about your husband. Can you come to our office today?”Amelia’s blood went cold. “What about my husband?”“I’d rather discuss this in person. Are you available at two PM?”“I. Yes. What’s this about?”“Two PM. I’ll text you the address.”She hung up.Amelia stood in the kitchen. Hands shaking.FBI. Calling about Penking. After twenty years of peace.She called him immediately.“The FBI wants to talk to me. About you.”Silence on the other end.“Kael?”“I’m here. Just. Processing. Did they say what about?”“No. Just that they need to talk in person.”“Don’t go. Call Marcus first. Get a lawyer.”“I don’t need a lawyer. I haven’t done anything wrong.”“Neither have I. Recently. But that do
Last Updated: 2026-04-01
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