Page 1 of Eternal

Chapter One

Farren Kinsley twirled the obscenely priced Asscher cut square diamond on her ring finger, the sparkle of the icy smooth gem so brilliant it looked as if she were peering into a reflective mirror.

Taking a deep breath, butterflies clamoring in her belly, she hesitated at the head of the stairwell, not quite ready to descend the steps of the palatial home of twin alpha kings, Ashton, and Duncan Maximillian.

Not only had they claimed her as their mate, their bite on both sides of her neck the only evidence needed to show she belonged to them, but they had also decided to oblige the more mainstream side of things when they asked her to marry them. That happened within days of them rescuing her from Laura Brenner’s scheme to remove Farren from the scene so the Maximillian twins would have to claim her daughter as their omega instead.

Ashton and Duncan were going to be her future husbands but referring to them as her alpha mates somehow seemed more natural to her.

And now she was being escorted to a party to celebrate her engagement, dressed in a gown fit for a princess. The dress was almost magical in appearance. The real, cut diamonds that hung from it like precious teardrops made it glitter and gleam. The style was perfect. Fitted bodice, off the shoulder so she could display her claim marks with pride, and the skirt flowed to her ankles in a river of the finest fabric she had ever had the luxury of touching. She was basically dressed in diamonds and silk.

The event itself would be one of elaborate fairytale proportions, and that was thanks to Amanda Giles, her personal assigned events coordinator, and planner.

Platinum blonde, sixty-odd years old, Amanda, or rather Ms. Giles, as she insisted everyone call her, had taken care of the Maximillian twins’ social calendar since the day they were born, and she was also possibly the only other female the twins allowed to boss them around, well, a little at least. She now took care of Farren and executed her role with an air of perfectionism and extreme seriousness. Farren found it easier to just obey her orders.

She still couldn’t believe it had only been a mere two months ago that the absolutely gorgeous and extremely dominant Ashton Maximillian had entered her tiny office at the Kinsley Animal Sanctuary in Lemonville Springs and paid her a ridiculous amount of money to help rescue his equally gorgeous and dominant twin, Duncan.

Since then, her entire universe had been turned upside down, forcing her to accept the uncanny truth that wolf-shifters existed. Her father had not been wrong. His murmurings of such things hadn’t been the result of the deterioration of his mental abilities.

But in all that, she also had to accept that her own body had changed right down to her very DNA, all because her father had injected her with a serum, altering her scent and touch, which enabled her to have a calming, healing effect on wolf-shifters.

And now she was considered an omega.

Anomegaof all things.

Prized, revered, and treasured by the Maximillian twin alphas who had claimed her as theirs.

Not entirely comfortable with her new persona, her new needs, she still wondered if everyone else had misdiagnosed her. What if she wasn’t an omega at all?

Together with that thought came the one where she doubted Ashton’s and Duncan’s interest in her. Did they love her because of what she had become and not because of who she still was in the deepest recesses of her soul?

Yes, her monthly ovulation cycle was now called estrus, or going into heat, with her main heat day coinciding with the advent of the full moon.

In heat.

It seemed appropriate since that was exactly how it felt. Her temperature soared, her breasts ached to be suckled on, and the wetness she experienced could no longer be measured by standard human females.

Now, she became drenched, her folds so slick with liquid arousal, she dripped the copious amounts onto her thighs. And she had developed a nesting instinct that came off as wild and frantic in preparation for when her mates claimed her and seeded her.

She stopped fiddling with her ring and unconsciously reached for the sides of her neck, her fingertips caressing the embossed bite marks.

She closed her eyes and could still feel the prick of their sharp teeth, fiercely piercing her skin, leaving their brand behind that had formed a scar she would wear for the rest of her life, claiming her while they were still knotted deep inside her.

Images of how they had punished her when she had taken it upon herself to have their claim removed, out of uncertainty of her place in their lives, filled her mind, and her pussy clenched at the memory of how the pain they had gifted her had returned with such intense pleasure, she had cried to the point where uncontrolled sobs wracked her body.

But despite all that, she was still just Farren Kinsley, aveterinarian whose entire life had been devoted to keeping the memory of her father, Harold Dean Kinsley, alive by ensuring the animal sanctuary he had established remained fully functioning.

The shelter had been his life as was his obsession with wolves. Then one day he had just disappeared after a cryptic goodbye to her, never to be seen again until she was informed that he had been living in a house that had caught fire and it stood to reason as the cause of his demise as well.

She brushed aside the tears gathering in her eyes. She had so many unanswered questions that only her father could answer, and now she would never know all his secrets. And even the secrets she didn’t know existed about herself.

Was she really an omega? Would her status change with time? And when that happened, would Ashton and Duncan discard her? Would she lose not only her future husbands but, truer to her being than she thought possible, her alpha soul mates?

She had fallen utterly and hopelessly in love with them. The act of that happening had been at first sight and all at once. They had taken her heart and her soul and she couldn’t explain why or how it had happened with such totality, such unquestionable absolution. It just did and now she loved them with her whole soul.

But something dark lurked in the corner of her mind, as if she had set an inescapable trap for herself. That somehow something was going to drive them apart and she would be left with nothing but her shattered heart,

Her normal trait of protecting herself kicked in and she wished she hadn’t met them, hadn’t experienced the sublime sensation of them touching her, or her falling for them. She wished she had guarded her heart better. The only other person she had loved in her life, had deserted her when she needed him most and that man was her father.

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