Mated at First Sight: Seduced and Savored by the Twin Alphas
We have identified your niece as our mate.” Deckard paused. “Now, she belongs to us. Do you have any objections, Marissa Holland?”
Audrey held her breath, waiting for her aunt to reply. To oppose everything the brutal man had just spoken.
Marissa lifted her head, the tears flowing freely down her face now. “No, I have none.”
Audrey’s heart sank further down her chest but she got no time to regain herself. A large hand wrapped around her wrist and in one forceful thug released her from Nick’s grip, sending her flush against Deckard.
He was surprisingly warm, a soft wall of hard muscles inside the suit. As she inhaled, she caught a whiff of his scent. Like a storm of roaring wind and crackling lightening, of pounding rain and woodsy trees, it left a sweet taste on her tongue, fighting against the broken splinters of her heart.
She didn’t need to look behind her to know that Tristan was right there. She felt the press of his body, the warmth of his presence. His scent was different. There was a hint of musk and woodsy outdoors mixed with something else, something she couldn’t describe that belonged to him alone but was strong enough to make her dizzy. It was exquisite, mixing with the storm to cause mayhem to her senses.
Standing there, between the twin Alphas, an overwhelming wave of heat spread out of her chest, tingled down her veins and ignited sparks over her skin.
It lasted for what seemed like hours, but was only a few seconds, before darkness got the upper hand.
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On the day the Twin Alphas of Frostone wolf pack declared that she was their fated mate, Audrey Holland swore never to love them. Never to afford them any other emotion apart from hatred and malice. She swore to pay them back tenfold for stealing her from her beloved finance.
But she never anticipated the torment they'd put her through. Everything about them was like a nail striking the ice of her heart.
How could they be so attractive and…powerful? Their scent was like an aphrodisiac fragrance that ignited vivid images of wanton desires, their voice of a timber that shattered all her walls and released a hidden hunger from her core. Alpha Deckard and Alpha Tristan, different sides of the same coin, working together to undo her, unravel her from the inside.
How long would it take before she begins to crave their touch, their warm caress along her arms and the press of their lips against her skin? How much could she endure before her heart would ache for their presence, for everything they could offer her and more?