Page 41 of A Chance at Love for the Twin Alphas

Feeling Elise, all horny for her mate, is definitely not something I need to feel through our sibling bond.Danae, shut her out, please.

She is right, you know?My wolf grumbles, narrowing her eyes at me.I want his mark! I want to jump into the unknown. I want to jump down the fucking abyss and not care what’s below us. And I want to slam my teeth into his neck and make him mine.

Between my wolf throwing a tantrum and Elise being in a whirlwind of lusty thoughts, I’m close to having a nervous breakdown. This is when I feel another presence, a soothing one. For a moment, I think it’s Henry, but to my surprise, it’s the blue eyes of his wolf looking at me. Of Arlo. His gaze is warm when he looks at me.

Danae completely forgets to cuss me out as she notices his presence, too. I can feel her aura getting calmer before she retreats to the depths of my mind together with him.

I can’t wait to see my two beautiful mates in person.Arlo links me. His voice is a bit deeper than Henry’s and lower, but it holds a warm tone to it. It’s rare for an alpha wolf to sound so… gentle, and it warms my heart instantly. Henry and I are both pretty hard personas, at least to the outside. It’s good to know that we have Arlo with us.

My heartbeat calms down, and I can feel my surroundings again. Henry still has our fingers intertwined and our hands in the pocket of his warm jacket. “Did Arlo manage to help?” he asks, sounding worried.

It’s beyond me why people think he doesn’t care for others. He is always worrying about something. I smile. “He was great.” I pause. “I want to meet him soon.”

“I will make sure we have time to let our wolves out this weekend.”

I nod, my thoughts shifting back to what Elise told me before about giving up control, about jumping. I’m so scared of the unknown. I hate giving up control. She told me to be honest and share my fears with him. Maybe I should.

“Here it is.” Arman points out calmly, pulling all of us out of our thoughts.

Anthony checks the note again before looking at the building. “We must be wrong.”

Henry steps closer, pulling me with him so that we have a full view of the city hospital. He blinks, peeking at the note in Tony’s hands, and back to the building. “Maybe Jade wrote down the wrong address?”

“I doubt it,” Arman says shortly.

“Jade, as in Alpha Celine’s great-grandmother?” Marcel inquires. “The ancient witch Jade?” When we nod, he shrugs. “Then I’m with Arman. There is no way she gave us the wrong address.”

“But what are we supposed to do here?” I ask incredulously.

Arman takes the note in his hands again. “There are two more numbers on this note,” he mutters. “2… maybe for the floor, and 110, which will probably be the hospital room number.”

While we are still standing around and discussing the options about this being the correct place to be, I spot a beautiful young woman walking down the street opposite us. She has long dark-brown hair flowing down her back in luscious waves, and her skin is olive-toned, similar to Arman’s. She is rather tall and eludes dignity and strength.

“We’re not wrong,” I say. “Jade gave us the right address.”

Arman looks at me for a moment, following my gaze that lands on the woman who disappears into the hospital now. “Something feels different about her,” he points out. When I look at him questioningly, he shakes his head. “Forgive me. I’m still not fully acquainted with the different beings of our world. The pack my sister and I grew up in was secluded from everything else, as you know.”

I nod knowingly. My friends and I helped free it after all, and of course, it will take a while for Arman and the others to learn about how the world truly runs.

I take the note in my hand, checking the room and floor number before targeting the hospital in confident strides. I turn to the others. “Didn’t you see her? The woman that just entered?”

“I did,” Arman says.

I look at them expectantly, but the rest of them shake their heads, making me roll my eyes. “She is a werecat,” I tell them while waving with the paper. “She just went inside, and I bet I know where we’ll find her.”

15

The Werecat

*ANTHONY*

“Iwillbedoingthis,” I say, and for the first time in my life, not one single person has anything to say in opposition.

“You would be the most convincing,” Marcel agrees.

Henry nods. “I’m counting on you, Tony.”

“Marcel, Henry, and I are a lost cause. We count on you,” Arman says, and it’s funny how he kind of insulted everyone while keeping his straight face.

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