Filed To Story: Destined Bond with My Forbidden Alpha Novel (Alpha Alexander & Selene)
“Twins?”
Selene tried to remember; it was a word she had heard before. It was on a program she had seen. Siblings of some kind.
“Isn’t it a pair of siblings?” she asked.
“It is a pair of siblings born together. Either one that became two, or two, treated as one.”
“Ok… but I don’t have a twin,” Selene said. “I’ve never even heard of a wolf with a twin.”
“Yes, as I said, there have been no twins for more than one hundred years.”
“Then, I don’t understand what that has to do with me,” Selene sighed.
“You do not have a twin now, but you did once.”
Selene took a step back, her brows scrunched together in her confusion.
“Please have a seat. I will explain.”
Selene looked back; a chair sat behind her. One she hadn’t noticed before. Nevertheless, she did as she was instructed and took a seat.
“But…no,” Selene shook her head. “My mother would have told me.”
Lian took a seat in front of Selene on a chair that only a moment before was not there.
“Your mother does not know.”
“How is that possible?” Selene asked.
“She came to us when she became concerned. She had remained on the battlefield even after she learned of her pregnancy. After a particularly violent battle, she felt something was wrong. She was right.”
Selene gasped, bringing her hand to her mouth. Then, she felt a tear hit her fingertips.
“It was not her fault; the fighting did not cause a problem. In truth, only her sensitivity to her pregnancy told her something was wrong. But there was nothing she could have done. That anyone could have done to save your sister.”
“Sister?” Selene asked, her voice shaking. “What happened to my sister?”
“You and she were conceived, and for a while, you grew together. But at a certain point, your sister no longer grew, and eventually, she was absorbed into you. The humans have called this, Vanishing Twin Syndrome.”
Selene took several deep breaths, having a hard time understanding and accepting the things she was hearing.
“I killed my sister?” she asked, finally finding her voice again.
“Your sister is a part of you. She was not strong enough to survive on her own. But what strength she did have, she gave to you.”
Selene curled into herself, tears falling, a sense of confused guilt running wild over her entire being.
After several silent minutes, Selene sat up. She wiped her tears and looked up at Lian, who sat still, patiently waiting for Selene to finish her emotional breakdown.
“So, I was once two people. And now I am one,” Selene summarized. “What does this mean for Alexander and Jackson?”
She could guess. She knew the answer. But she wanted it all laid out in front of her by someone else.
“You are their mate. Both of them.”
Selene closed her eyes and nodded her head. She knew this was the answer. It only added to her frustration.
“But…” Lian said.
Selene looked up.
“Only one of them is yours,” Lian replied, giving Selene a soft smile. “You carry both your own bond and that of your sister. Each man belongs to one of those bonds. But your sister is not you. Her bond is not yours.”
“So, I do have a true mate…?” Selene whispered. “I don’t have a choice?”
“You always have a choice,” Lian countered, “the Goddess does not enforce her will. She offers a blessing. And what is a blessing to one, can be a curse to another. Those here who have devoted themselves to the Goddess reject her blessing. We do not seek our mates. We seek her.”
Selene sniffed and wiped her tears. Finally, she sat up straight and cleared her throat.
“Do you know who my true mate is?” she asked.
Lian nodded her head.
Selene licked her lips nervously before finally asking, “Who is it?”
Bell arrived at Renee’s home to find a small group gathered outside.
“What’s going on?” she asked as she approached.
“Renee didn’t show up for her class today, and no one could get a hold of her, so we sent Trevor to check on her.”
The woman indicated a man that sat on the ground holding his arm to his chest and talking with Peter.
Bell was surprised to see him.
“Peter?” she called out.
Peter glanced up; he raised his hand, telling her to wait a moment. He finished talking to the man on the ground and then approached her, pulling her away from the group.
“Hey,” he began, “when was the last time you talked to Renee?”
“A few days ago… maybe two nights before the full moon,” Bell replied, “Why? What’s going on?”
Bell looked around at each person, but she didn’t see her friend.
“Where is she?” Bell asked.
“Inside, no one has been able to get her out. Trevor tried, but….” Peter trailed off, glancing back at the man still sitting on the ground.
“But, what?” Bell asked impatiently.
Peter looked back at her and clenched his jaw, displaying his distaste for being the one having to share the information he was holding..
“He stepped inside when she didn’t answer. He didn’t get very far,” Peter began. “He said it was dark, and before his eyes could adapt, she had already come after him.”
“Come after him?!” Bell cried out, shocked, “Renee? That’s not possible.”
“Well, whatever happened, I need to get him back to the hospital. I’m not sure what he was cut with, but the wounds need to be cleaned.”
Peter reached a hand to her shoulder and returned to the man. Bell glanced over.
‘Renee wouldn’t hurt anyone. This is a mistake,’ she thought to herself.
She moved towards the door, ignoring Peter’s look of warning.
“Renee?” Bell called as the door slowly creaked open.
There was no answer, and Bell could see that the living room was in complete disarray. Pictures and decorations were scattered all over the floor, deep tears in the fabric of the couch and walls. She took a step further but stopped almost immediately as a familiar scent assaulted her senses.
Blood. More than just a few drops.
“Renee!” Bell shouted. Now more determined to find her friend. She shoved past the clutter on the floor, going deeper into the house. “Renee! Where are you!?”
Bell went up the stairs, the walls lined with deep gashes.