“Shift back,” the warrior announced menacingly. He wanted his omega in his arms. This was their mate, for god’s sake! The omega whimpered a bit, cowering down to cover herself.

With an angry huff, he grabbed his twins around and turned him around, giving the omega privacy once again. The minute he sensed that the omega had turned, he twirled around again, marching to the omega quickly and dropping to his knees in front of her, eyes ablaze.

Anastasia had only managed to grab her shirt to cover her front parts. The alpha watched her, analyzing her every detail, a hand reached up to touch her silver hair. The omega flinched. She felt the other twin sit next to her, wrapping his arms around her protectively and burying his face in her neck. Anastasia felt terrified but safe at the same time, so she bared her neck just like her omega instincts were telling her to do in front of the alphas. The warrior kept touching her, face looking angry as he trailed his hands over her face, never breaking eye contact. The other alpha came out of nowhere and lifted her to his lap. Anastasia squealed in embarrassment. She was still very naked, the shirt only covering his chest and sex. The alpha's sudden affection towards her heated her inside, letting a small ember of hope bloom inside of her that everything would be okay. The fire was small but did enough to freeze her fingers and toes, she did not dare venture either in fear of getting burnt. She was still too cold to delve into the warmth so quickly. But the way her omega cradled her told her that it would be soon, she was safe and she would be warm again. “She looks delightful,” the alpha’s voice dropped a note, making Anastasia flustered. She finally deflected her gaze away from the elder. The alpha’s face still looked angry, yet his words suggested he wasn’t. Does he just never look happy? “We found her, our mate.” “8 fucking years,” the other alpha hummed. “We waited for you for 8 years. Now that you are finally in front of us, I can see why. Perfection cannot be rushed and there is no omega like you.” “Perfect,” the warrior repeated back, face still buried in her scent gland before latching onto his neck and nipping at it. Anastasia gasped, back arching at the sensation. The alpha holding her in his lap did the same, holding her body close to him. A mixture of emotions passed through Anastasia, love, acceptance, and completion. She had just presented two weeks ago yet here she was with her mates. twins. “We need to end the ceremony,” the leader spoke after a while. Anastasia was in a daze from the scenting session, it had been so long since she had any sort of affection like this, she was blissed out. She languidly flopped her head on the alpha's shoulder, eyes closing. She heard the warrior growl. “I refuse to let her go,” he declared, hands grabbing at Anastasia’s waist possessively. The grip was stronger than before. The leader huffed, “You possessive mutt. I’ll go then.” Suddenly, Anastasia was being passed to the other alpha as if she weighed nothing. She instinctively wrapped her hands around the alpha’s neck, shying away when he saw the intense way he was getting looked back at. She dropped one arm off to shyly adjust the top to keep covering her skin, now very aware of where the alpha hands were situated on her bare skin, one hand was holding her a little too close to her buttocks. “Take off your robe Leo,” the alpha said, “I am not walking her through the halls this exposed. Her skin is for our eyes only.” Eyes fixated on her feet, Anastasia felt a larger cloth covering her, smelling like the alphas and still warm on her skin. She sighed contentedly as she pulled it up to her chin. The alpha walked her through the massive palace, eyes never straying away from her face. Anastasia avoided looking at him. This alpha seemed ruder, more abashed like the other alphas from her old pack whilst the other twin was calmer. Despite heavily favoring one of them, both already made her feel safe, her omega was content around them, and that was all the proof she needed to let some of her guards down. Her skin didn't prickle at their touch, and that was a sign enough that she should let the actions continue. She was gently placed on a large bed, swimming with her mates’ scents. She had to fight the urge to roll around in it, it was already something she craved to smell all the time. Anastasia used the robe to fully cover her body all the way up to her lips, the smell calming her down. She sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, anxiously waiting for what was going to happen now. Would they mate that night? She wasn’t ready at all. The alpha left the room to bark at some maids before he came back in and sat on a chair opposite her. They sat there looking at each other for a moment before a beta entered the room with clothes. The alpha growled at her possessively, snatching the clothes off her and slamming the door. The omega felt alarmed by the noise but tried to hide her flinch to no avail. the warrior noticed anyway. He came and stood in front of Anastasia, placing the clothes down beside her, and went back to sit, eyes still on his form. Was she supposed to get dressed in front of the alpha? “Could you not-” she gestured at the alpha nervously and she grabbed the clothes. The alpha huffed before standing up and walking to the end of the room, staring out of the window. He was acting like Anastasia was a huge nuisance, and the omega didn't like it one bit. Just a moment ago he was going on about how happy he was to see his mate, what was his issue? Anastasia stood up and started dressing in the fine material, sticking her tongue out at the other alpha childishly because she could.

The top was tied around her waist going down to her thighs and the pants were flowy, both materials clearly expensive. The soft cream color perfectly highlighted her hair, drawing attention to it.

As she admired herself a little in the mirror near her, she saw the other alpha enter. Anastasia gasped in shock at the sudden noise, regaining her composure after a second and looking down embarrassed. The alphas whipped to look at her tensely, making sure she was okay before relaxing

“We waited so fucking long for you,” the leader said, trailing his eyes languidly over her body. “Seeing you now, it was worth the wait.” “Very.” The other alpha turned around, moving to go stand next to his brother

. Not knowing what to do, Anastasia sat on the bed again, looking at the floor as she waited for something to happen.

Looking up, the two alphas were looking into each other’s eyes, communicating that way. Telekinesis. Twins could do that, couldn’t they? They both nodded to each other before looking back at the omega, her skin prickled from the lustful stares.

It was as if they were admiring her. They went to the opposite side of the bed, shedding their top layers to expose their chests, and lay down on the bed. He stood up off the bed and just looked at them, unsure of what was supposed to happen now.

Both alphas were devastatingly handsome, tall, broad, and powerful. Their bodies were thickly wrapped in muscles, their physique strong and hard. They both had a couple of scars marrying their skin, but the alpha had a substantial amount more.

One of them was deep and curved from his left rib down past his belly button. It was really hot. The leader gestured for her to come forward, Anastasia complied with shaky legs, crawling towards him and kneeling near them. The alpha gently grabbed her waist, lifting her off the bed and between the two alphas.

Again, that strength. She faced the ceiling as both alphas turned to their sides to look at her, one of their hands sliding behind her back and the other her waist. The other hand trailed down her chest, one on her thigh. Once again the two alphas nosed as her glands, drinking in her scent like they were thirsty.

She felt at peace, so he didn’t squirm, they both felt so safe. “There is so much we want to know about you, and probably you as well, all we know are each other’s names,” the leader spoke, hot breath fanning her neck

“I don’t know your names,” Anastasia piped up, “I only know that you are the Sinclair twins.

Nothing else.” They stopped sniffing her, “You don’t?” Their expressions were identical looking in confusion.

Anastasia had to stifle the urge to laugh. How were they so similar yet so different? “Yeah.”

“I am Lionel but call me Leo,” said the leader, “I am the elder, that is my brother Logan.”

“Okay,” Anastasia breathed. “Leo and Logan .” She felt a soft kiss on her left cheek. “I love hearing my name on your tongue,” said Leo.

Hands traveled further down near her buttocks. She was jolted out of the blissful dream “Are you claiming me tonight,” Anastasia said anxiously, suddenly realizing that she was in bed with two half-naked alphas.

She was still very scared about that. “I have never taken a knot, let alone two. Will you bite me tonight? Will I get bred?” Her voice became higher pitched from worry, scent souring.

She didn't want to be mounted, she ran away specifically because of that. If they tried to mount her, she wouldn’t be able to fight, they could keep her pinned with just one arm.

“Calm down,” said Leo, stroking her hair softly. “We won’t do that tonight.”

“You will only get knotted when you have your first heat with us,” Logan spoke for the first time, voice rough, “we will mark you during the ceremony in one week.” “I haven’t had my first heat yet,” Anastasia bit her lip.

That was something else she was scared about. First heats are intense and scary, one of the reasons why mating was supposed to be done early.

First heat sex was always the best for the alpha. “You just presented?” Logan asked, his face lifted to stare at him in shock. “That explains why we felt empty for so long,” Leo hummed thoughtfully.

“Two weeks ago the bond suddenly felt more alive. We thought it was a sign that we would meet you soon. Turns out it was just you presenting and finally feeling the bond.”

“So your heat is a month and a half away” Logan stated. He growled lowly and nipped at Anastasia’s ear, causing her to let out a meowl. “I can’t wait to be inside you.”

“Calm down Logan,” reprimanded Leo, “she is still a pup. Our mate needs more care than we thought.”

Anastasia’s scent sweetened at the word Mate. She liked the sound of that.

“Only the best,” Logan agreed, nose flaring at the scent change. “There is still a lot we need to know about you,”

Leo said, his face now more serious. Anastasia turned to look at him, slightly taken aback by how good he looked up close.

Her omega was dying. The eyes were so captivating, and his lips were perfectly shaped. Even his nose was perfect. How did she manage to bag two of these otherworldly alphas? “Your hair,” Logan said simply.

He clearly wasn’t a man of many words. “I am a white wolf as you can tell,” Anastasia nervously explained.

“All I know is that I am very fertile and can heal faster than most.” Leo nodded, “So I'm guessing you didn't get told much about your kind.”

“No, only my mother and brother knew. I only got told to hide. I kept my head shaved or short most of the time and the same with my body. I always wore a scarf. There was this herb dye I used a couple of times for my hair but it would wash out after a few baths and made me smell a little odd so I just kept hiding inside.”

“You are never going to need to hide from now on,” Logan brushed her hair out of her face, “so pretty.”

“Pure whites are oddities that’s why they are very rare. They are born only when the moon blesses the child” Leo started narrating. It was clear who the scholar was.

“Your fertility rates are very high and you produce healthy pups. You will age slowly, so your beauty will last. You also have the power to heal not just your mates but anyone with your tears or saliva. Even your slick has medicinal properties. Very tasty.”

Anastasia pondered on all this, she didn't know half of that. Leo carried on.“Your hair is rare too, clearly.

Every lock is priceless darling, you should grow it out and let it shine.” Anastasia nodded eagerly at that. She had always wanted long hair like the other omegas around her.

Now she finally had the chance to do just that. It was at that moment that her stomach started to growl.

She hid her face in her hands in embarrassment as two identical chuckles resounded above her. “I’ll go get some food. Logan, be gentle,” Leo exited the room, leaving

Anastasia with the other alpha. Logan stood up and lifted Anastasia into his arms and across the room. She squealed at the action, never being manhandled like this so often.

She was gently placed on a seat in the small dining area of the quarters.

Food was brought out alongside Leo as both alphas sat next to her. Anastasia peered at the different meals curiously.

Her pack tended to eat simpler dishes, these were more vibrant. “Eat, my sun. We want you to be healthy,” Leo murmured calmly directly into her ear, so she did just that.

She didn't speak to the alphas for the duration of the meal, choosing to explore the different foods instead. From the way they were glancing at each other, they were having their silent conversation.

“Time to bathe,” Logan’s rough voice filtered through her ears as he rested back against the chair.

“I had one yesterday though,” she argued quietly, still uncertain about the alphas. She didn't know how to properly act around them, in her old pack omegas could never defy an alpha.

“You need to freshen up though, today was hot, and you can bath every day here Keep your scent Fresh” and she was being lifted and moved around.

She would usually kick and make a fuss about being handled like that but she liked the feeling.

It didn't seem malicious, it was caring more than anything. The way she was being touched was so gentle. Anastasia nodded and she let herself be carried by Logan again, it was a weird feeling but she liked the attention. She wasn't sure if this was a custom done by alphas in this pack but she didn’t mind.

She liked the feeling of the broad chest and strong arms on her, it was more contact than she had in years. The alpha was great, especially when he didn't talk. She panicked again when they got into the prepared bath and realized that the alphas were just sitting there, looking at her expectantly. “Are we bathing together,” she asked apprehensively, already scared.

She was really shy about her body, it wasn't something she ever felt comfortable flaunting about. Logan looked like he was about to say something when Leo grabbed his hand and dragged him out of the room, sensing his discomfort.

“Let us know if you need anything,” she heard as the door shut. Anastasia calmed herself and shed the layers she was wearing. Showing her skin was something she just couldn't bear to do.

The bath looked so inviting and smelled amazing. She rarely had such luxuries. Her muscles immediately relaxed as she laid down, relishing the heat for a moment.

Anastasia snapped her eyes open and started to cleanse herself, deciding that finishing the bath quickly would be a good idea.

When she got out after a while, Anastasia spent extra time drying and pampering her hair and skin with different oils.

She never got to do that either. She had to take baths in the river or in the winter just wipe her body down daily with soap and water.

She felt giddy as she lathered herself in the different creams, her skin feeling so moisturized at the end. Anastasia tip-toed back into the room, to see the alphas lounging on the bed waiting for her She fidgeted nervously, unsure if she should jump in or wait for permission.

They did everything differently here. Logan beckoned for her, so she complied, slotting herself between them like before. Hands immediately started grabbing at her, scenting her.

The touches felt so warm and comforting, it was nothing like the random sleazy pokes he would get from older alphas.

She submitted immediately, body losing control to the alphas, her omega wasn't helping either. All the fighting she would do if it was other alphas left her when she was with these two, everything felt too perfect. She heard a growl somewhere above her as teeth grazed over her scent gland, mouthing over where she would get bitten.

She closed her eyes and succumbed to their touches, they weren’t unkind, never unkind. She fell asleep almost immediately to the soothing haze their scents put her in, chocolate, sea salt, and fresh pastries floating around in the air.

She woke up in bed alone, the alpha scents still thick in the air. The scents were foreign, yet it settled deep into her bones as if it was something her omega had been familiar with for years. Nothing had yet to make her scared, so she didn't bother panicking. The alphas claimed she was their mate and treated her nicely. She just hoped that the treatment would continue.

As she stretched her arms out, she felt the warmth on the bedsheets. They had just gotten up. She couldn't remember a time when she slept so well. The alpha scents and presence had given her the ultimate beauty of sleep. With bleary eyes, Anastasia saw Leo Sitting on the desk in the far corner of the room, eyeing some papers. He looked so soft in the plain green garment, tight around his figure, but the material was thin. At that moment, he didn't look like a powerful leader, but a normal alpha doing some work. At the sound of Anastasia's movements, his eyes snapped up and gifted the omega with a warm smile. Anastasia’s thoughts were false. Such an alpha could never be plain, not with such a face and aura. "My sun, you finally are awake," Leo Stood up and walked towards her, leaning against one bedpost. The nickname was new. Sun. Anastasia could only guess that it was a reference to her hair, she wanted to assume further that it was because she was their mate and therefore something they relied on to live just like the ball in the sky, but she couldn't think of herself so highly. "Today we will teach you about our pack."

"Okay," Anastasia said, sheepishly moving off the bed. That was something simple. The omega looked forward to learning about this massive pack and figuring out if the rumors of such a peaceful pack were true.

She stood in front of the alpha awkwardly. What was she supposed to do now? The rules that an omega should follow in the high household were still ambiguous to her. "Go freshen up, I'll get you breakfast," a gigantic hand on her back guided her toward the bathroom. She followed mutely, Leo’s touch making her limp. Her omega seemed to love the alpha so much. "Is there anything you would like?" "Oh no," Anastasia called back. She didn't want to be greedy.

She still didn't know what the cuisine was like in this pack. Everything she had seen the previous night had differed from what she was used to. "Anything is fine." Stepping into the bathroom, she didn't realize how big it actually was.

There had been a curtain the previous day operating the room, but it was now pulled back. The small tub she had used the other night looked dwarfistic compared to the pond-sized tub near it. The larger capacity tub was filled to the brim with petals and oils, just like yesterday. She tentatively steps in, feeling steps beneath her feet she descends further into the tub, the water stopping below her chest. Wow!

She didn't want to keep Leo Waiting, so she cleansed herself quickly, stepping in and stepping out in seconds. As she drew herself out, Anastasia mourned the water, pitying it for not getting the proper usage it should. She promised herself that she'd utilize it to its full capacity some other day.

Anastasia skipped out of the bathroom into where they ate the previous day, Leo was already there with an assortment of fruits and pastries. She abruptly stopped her happy movements, unsure if it was disrespectful. The alpha just looked up and smiled at her, finding it amusing. She relaxed just a little.

"Eat, my sun," Leo gestured to sit. She bowed her head politely and made a move to go past the alpha, only for her arm to be gently pulled back and guided onto the alpha's lap.

"Oh," she exclaimed as she looked at the alpha, who was grinning at her. The omega shield away from the gaze but not the touches, the large hands felt so warm against her body and it felt so nice.

Moving away may be seen as disrespectful, and he didn't want the alpha to be hurt by her actions when everything for her so far had been done with care, she didn't want to anyway.

She was maneuvered so that she was in a better position to eat, the position very relaxing. "Eat," a gentle kiss was placed on the back of her head, arms tightening around her," there is so much you need to be told." Anastasia's eyes fluttered shut at such an affectionate move. Such kisses felt more personal than a normal kiss. It still baffled her why she was receiving such affection. She followed the order and ate diligently, the alpha lounging behind her the whole time. Her presence made her eat faster, he was a busy man and Anastasia felt like wasting his time would not be good.