Page 10 of A Chance at Love for the Twin Alphas

Yes,I mutter.

I turn around, grab my phone, and wonder if I should text one of my affairs when I see the notification of my bank app popping up. I go to my deposit account and realize Dad has transferred my monthly pay to me. Henry and I were against it at first, as he comes up for all of our expenses and college, but he told us that ever since we take our position seriously and work for the pack, we deserve to be paid for our work, too.

As usual, I immediately transfer some of the money to my deposit account, keep some for my monthly expenses, and then take the remainder and swiftly transfer it to my lawyer.

I exit the app and write him a message swiftly.

Me:Tobias, I transferred you the usual sum.

To my relief, he seems to be awake and answers immediately.

Tobias:Should I send it to the usual address?

Me: Yes.

Tobias: And as usual, under the cover of a donation?

Me: Yes, please.

The good thing about Tobias is that he isn’t related to any of us. He doesn’t know my father; he doesn’t know my pack. He is a male witch, which means he is almost completely without powers, as only female witches inherit them.

He works a normal job in the human world while being aware of the existence of the supernatural world.

He is perfect, treating me like any other client.

I put my phone back into my pocket and focus on my connection to my wolf.

Lysander…I’m greeted with silence.Lys? Please talk to me again.There is nothing coming from him. I can still shift, and I have my wolf senses, but he is entirely quiet. I’m starting to feel pissed, though. In a sudden spout of anger, I let down my walls and make sure he feels all my fury through the bond between us.I was hurt, too, Lysander! Not just you! What about my fucking feelings?

Something stirs in my mind. Well, that’s more than before.

I let him be for now and decide to make it back to the party when the door opens, and my brother steps into the restroom.

“For fuck’s sake,” he huffs. “What is wrong!?”

“Wow,” I say dryly. “And you wonder why people think it’s hard to talk to you.”

“I could just feel it. You were sad first, then angry.” He pauses. “We are twins, Tony. I can feel that something is off!”

“It’s nothing,” I say, grabbing my phone again. “Just my favorite shop dropped new Harry Potter merchandise. I wanted to get that limited Albus figurine, but it’s already sold out.”

Henry stares at me, his brows furrowed. “You want me to believe that you got upset over a figurine!?”

“Yes,” I say with conviction. Over the past few weeks, I learned it’s better to use half-truths for my lies. While the figurine certainly wasn’t the reason I got angry, it’s true that I didn’t manage to buy it. And it did annoy me that I was too late. There isn’t a lot of merch from Fantastic Beasts I want to have, but I just happen to adore Albus and Newt and want to collect their figurines.

Henry keeps staring at me, then he shakes his head slightly. “Why don’t you talk to me?”

“Why don’t you?” I retort.

He swallows thickly. “I-I’m scared…”…he admits.

I blink at him. “What about?”

“I-I think I found my mate, Tony,” he finally tells me, much to my surprise. My heart makes a jump in joy for him, and I’m beyond relieved that I can feel happy for him. I thought I couldn’t. I really thought I’d just feel bitter if I knew he found his mate, but I don’t. And the knowledge that I can still feel happy for my brother and best friend makes me want to cry.

“That’s fantastic, Henry!” I look around. “Where is she? Why aren’t you with her?”

“I haven’t approached her yet,” he groans. “She fucking hates me. I know she does.”

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