Third Person POV.

'Elders in council, I do not understand what you are trying to say. The girl in question is my fated mate. How can Sylvester introduce her as his mate? Or did you mean chosen mate?' Christopher asked, looking at his brother.

'She is my fated mate as well', Sylvester said. 'I had to go bring her back from exile because her absence at the pack was causing a lot of sickness and death. The seer said, she is my fated mate and should rule alongside me, that's the only way to avert the misfortune'.

Christopher looked at the elders with incredulity.

'What your brother said is the truth', the chief said. 'But you are also right when you said she is your fated mate because I saw the bond between you two even before you shook hands at your reception the other day', he paused. 'The only possible explanation is that the moon goddess has decided to mate both of you to the same person'.

'Is it possible?' Christopher asked, still not believing. He did not think he could share his mate - his love with anyone even if the person happened to be his brother.

'It has been known to happen but sometimes, it comes with tragedy's, another elder said, looking at his colleagues and they all nodded in agreement.

'Tragedy?', Christopher asked. 'We hat kind of tragedy?'

The elders kept quiet. They did not know how to say this and they did not know why this kind of fate should be thrust on them.

'Well speak up', Christopher shouted. 'What tragedy?'

'One of the mates will have to die for the other to be able to live with her!' Chief said and a hush descended on them all.

'Is there any way around this?' Sylvester asked.

'None that I know of', Chief said.

Sylvester could not believe this. This insignificant maid was really very annoying. She was turning to be a femme fatale. He nearly killed Daniel for dancing with her. His fight with Christopher has increased since he got back, because of her and one of them had to die for her?

'I cannot share her and I will also not kill Sylvester', Christopher said. 'Sylvester already has Cathania. He even sent me an invitation to their engagement party, though I couldn't come. So, he will have his love and I shall have my mate!'

'It is not done that way. This is fate!' Chief said, shaking his head. 'Do not go against destiny son'.

'I shall write my own destiny' Christopher said, and stormed out of the reception arena.

Sylvester stood and went after him. Confused. He knew that he didn't see eye to eye with Christopher in a lot of cases but he couldn't possibly kill his own brother for that maid and neither would he die for her.

To be safe, while searching for a way out of all this without incurring the wrath of the goddess, all mating and marriage plans would be kept on hold like the Chief suggested. He hoped that a solution would be found soon. In the meantime, he was just going to continue his illicit meetings with Cathania.

Sylvester was in the room when Christopher came to see him.

'I heard you say, before the council that you had exiled Millicent', he started. 'Was there any reason for this?'

Sylvester thought about hedging or lying but thought better of it. It was simpler to tell the truth.

'I felt her presence was going to be awkward since I was planning on making Cathania, my Luna', he said.

'But you already knew she was your mate. Why did you not claim her?' Christopher asked.

'I didn't want her. I rejected her and she accepted my rejection', Sylvester confessed. 'The mate bond is supposed to be broken. That is the normal procedure. You can imagine my rage and shock when the seer said she is destined to be the Luna of this pack! I must go get her back'.

'Why did you reject her?' Christopher asked. 'I can't understand it. You sound like you despise her. Why? It can't be only because she was the maid here!'

'Yes, I despised her!' Sylvester hissed.

'Despised?' Christopher asked in amusement. 'You no longer do?'

'I mean... Oh, let me be, Christopher's, he said. 'I have a lot ony mind and in my plate right now, I do not have the time to argue with you. I might just say things I didn't mean'.

'You were going to tell me why you despised her', Christopher prompted.

'You might not recall, but our parents had been going to visit her father for the signing of a treaty when they were brutally murdered. I found out from a reliable source that her father murdered our parents!' Sylvester said. 'I do not know why the moon goddess has decided to curse us with her as our mate!'

'If you despise her this much, why did you bring her back!'

'Weren't you listening to the chief just now?' Sylvester asked exasperated.

'No, I was not', Christopher confessed. 'I was thinking about my mate and how I'd love to be with her at all cost!'

'Then you are even more confused that I gave you credit for!'

'How's that?' Christopher asked.

'How can you keep thinking along such lines about the person whose father killed our parents?' Sylvester asked, open mouthed.

'Did you feel the pull at all, the mate pull?' Christopher asked. 'It is unlike anything I have ever felt before. You may not have felt it with her because you are filled with hatred for her. And I pity you, because you are missing a lot. But your loss, is my gain!'

'Ahhh!'

'How could you be hundred percent certain her father committed the crime you accuse him of?' Christopher asked, standing and pacing restlessly. 'Did you investigate the matter?'

'I did not! There was no need to. He did it. I could see the guilt all over him and that's why I got him killed and wiped away his pack!'

'You did what?' Christopher shouted. 'Did you not learn anything about fairness from our father? How could you kill him when it had not been properly investigated and confirmed that he actually committed the crime?'

'Well, it is all in the past now, What has been done, cannot be undone!' Sylvester said nonchalantly.

'And how is that Millicent's business?' Christopher continued. 'Was she the one who asked her father to commit the crime if he did indeed commit it? Why must she be made to pay for it?' he asked angrily. 'Does she even know how you feel about her?'

'Save your anger for her, not for me!' Sylvester shouted at his unreasonable brother. How could Christopher be so blinded by lust that he was ready to love, rather than punish the person whose father made them orphans?

'Since you despise her so much, I shall relief you off her', Christopher said. 'You can have your Cathania, let me have her!'

'No!'

'Ah!' Christopher said, looking speculatively at his brother. 'Perhaps you do not really despise her like you'd have me believe. Have you also fantasized about how it would feel like ravishing her? Oh, I have been unable to think of anything else!'

'Shut up, Christopher. How dare you say such things about my mate?' Sylvester thundered. 'You will respect her and keep your filthy hands off her!'

'Are you jealous that she might choose me over you?' Christopher taunted.

Sylvester was now seething though for the life of him, he couldn't explain why. He stood and advanced menacingly towards Christopher.

'Oh, It's okay', Christopher said, raiding his hands as though in surrender. 'I have heard all you have said. You should keep your hands off her as well. But I assure you, I shall have that case from eleven years ago, reopened and I shall personally lead the investigation!'

'Do as you please! Sylvester spat and left the room, slamming the door.

Millicent's POV

I was walking the grounds one day, appreciating nature and trying to forget the thoughts that were haunting me when I heard a voice behind me.

'Hello, beauty'.

The sound of the voice sent shivers down my spine. Not apprehensive shivers but sensual shivers. The voice was a rich baritone. I swung round, though I already knew who the voice belonged to. Only one person could get me to react that way, Christopher! The male who has refused to leave my head and had engrained himself in my thoughts.

'Oh, it's you', I said, flustered. I could not afford to keep reacting like a bitch on heat to him. He was the same as his twin brother. I had to be careful. 'My name is Millicent, not Beauty!' I snapped because I didn't want him to know the effect he was having on me.

'I know, Millicent', he said smiling charmingly. His smile caused butterflies to flutter in my stomach. It is a cliche but it was true, that was exactly how I felt. 'but I meant it as a compliment. You are beautiful. Has no one ever told you that?' he asked, drawing close to me.

I wanted to move away but my limbs would not respond. He came close to me, and tipping my head up, looked deep into my eyes. I could not escape looking back into his grey eyes and felt like I was drowning. His touch was affecting me in a way I didn't think possible. What was happening to me? This was my enemy and I needed to move away from him but my body would not listen to me and my wolf was not paying attention either.

'You feel it too, don't you?' he asked and I blinked.

'I don't know what you're talking about', I said too quickly.

'You do!' he said with certainty. 'You feel the mate bond, as strongly as I do. You can't deny it and neither is it advisable for you to ignore it'.

'I feel no such thing!' I snapped. I knew I was not acting right with him but he was my enemy after all. I may not have seen him on that day but he may probably be one of the people who attacked my pack.

'Is that so?' he asked, with a serious look in his captivating eyes. I wondered what he intended to do but before I could finish forming the thought in my heart, he bend his head and caught my lips in a kiss. It was gentle and at first I stood immobile, shocked at the impact but of their own volition, my lips opened up and started responding to his kiss. I had never been kissed before but I just found myself responding like it was what I did every day. The kiss grew frenzied and I would have it no other way. My hands crept up his chest, to curve themselves round his neck, and his tongue thrust deeper into my mouth, his hands folded around my back, caressing me and sending sensations through my nerves all round my body. A moan escaped my lips, this was exquisite. I have never felt anything like it before. We came up for air and my eyes fluttered open. I stared into his eyes and they had grown yellow, the wind blew into my face and brought me to my senses. What was I doing?

He bent to capture my lips again, but I was now in full control of my senses. I pushed him away but had to hold on to a wall close to me to keep my knee from buckling under me.

'Millicent...' he started, his eyes showing his desire.

'Keep your hands to yourself!' I said.

'You are my fated mate, Millicent. How can you even ask that of me?' he asked pained.

'I am not your mate! ' And to discourage him further, 'I am fated to your brother? How dare you try to steal me from him?'

He shut his eyes as though he wanted to get control of his emotions. When he looked at me again, his eyes were clearer though there was still a trance of desire in them.

'I was discussing with the elders about this issue and they said it was possible for a female to be mated to two wolves at a time and it is not too surprising since we are twins.', he said, swallowing. 'but be sincere with yourself, do you feel this exact way with my brother?' he asked.

'You insult me with your questions. Of course I feel sparks when he touches me', I lied. 'Why wouldn't I? He's my mate afterall!'

'I can't say if you feel any thing with Sylvester or not but I am sure it isn't as intense as it is between us, and I know you feel it too. In any case, you should choose who you'd rather be with - Sylvester or me', he said. Then smiling, 'I am sorry if I came on too strongly but whenever I am around you, I seem to lose control of myself. My wolf wants you desperately and I cannot share you, not even with my brother!'

I tried to make sense of the whole thing. I understood we hat he said about losing control anytime he was around me. I feel the same way too. It feels like my wolf wanted to be let lose anytime he came close and though the feeling was exquisite, I still would love to have control over my desires.

'Christopher', I said, in a normal voice thankfully, 'I appreciate your sincerity about your feelings but I must tell you that I do not return them. And you will be better off looking for someone else who will return your feelings because you see, that person, isn't me!'

'Liar!' Milly whispered in my head, angry.

'Millicent, that's not the way it works', he said catching my hand as I made to move away.

Before I started feeling weak and all mushy around him again, ' Do you mind?' I asked, looking at our entwined hands disdainfully.

'I'm sorry', he said, letting go my hands and before he could say anything, I quickly walked away. I felt him start to follow me and knew that if he touched me again, I might just melt into his arms but thankfully, he stopped and I did not turn back to find out why but hurried into my quarters.

Christopher's POV

I came out to get some air because I was feeling claustrophobic. I could not stop thinking about her but she seemed to avoiding me and I could not understand why. Had Sylvester said anything to her? Or was it that she did not want to acknowledge our bond? Because I could have sworn she felt that pull at our first meeting.

That smell again, so intoxicating, she could only be the one, the object of my desire and restlessness. I saw her walking around the grounds looking round as though she was one with the elements. My wolf, Zara, reared his and I quickly followed her.

'Hello, beauty'.

She swung round, and said, a breathless singsong voice, 'Oh, it's you'. Then she seemed to remember what I have called her. 'My name is Millicent, not Beauty!' she snapped and I found the way she snapped at me rather attractive, almost like a wife snapping lovingly at her husband.

'I know, Millicent', I said smiling. I had been told that my smile was very charming and I hoped she would think that as well. 'But I meant it as a compliment. You are beautiful. Has no one ever told you that?' I asked, drawing close to her. I wanted to control myself, still my movements but I could not as tipping her head up with the my fingers, I looked deep into her eyes and felt it drawing me in. The bond I felt with her was too strong.

'You feel it too, don't you?' I asked and she blinked.

'I don't know what you're talking about', she said too quickly and I knew she was not being sincere.

'You do!' I said with certainty. 'You feel the mate bond, as strongly as I do. You can't deny it and neither is it advisable for you to ignore it'.

'I feel no such thing!' she snapped charmingly again, her lips pouting.

'Is that so?' I asked, wanting to prove to her that she felt the mate bond as strongly as I did. I bent my head and caught her lips in a kiss. It was gentle at first but as her lips opened up and she started responding to my kiss, I grew more passionate, demanding more. Her hands crept up my chest, to curve themselves round my neck, and my tongue thrust deeper into her mouth as I groaned soundlessly, my hand caressing her back, and the other, in her hair. A moan escaped her lips, and I felt my control slipping. We came up for air and her eyes fluttered open. She gazed into my eyes, hers filled with the longing I knew was mirrored in my own eyes but there was something else. She looked bemused.

I bent to capture her lips again, so I could wipe the confusion from her eyes and make her see that she was mine - mine alone, that we belonged together but she pushed me away, holding on to a wall.

'Millicent...' I started, flustered.

'Keep your hands to yourself!' she ordered.

'You are my fated mate, Millicent. How can you even ask that of me?' I asked, hurt that she could say that after what we just shared.

'I am not your mate! 'I am fated to your brother. How dare you try to steal me from him?'

I shut my eyes to stop the hurt from making me speak rashly and to control my randy wolf.

'I was discussing with the elders about this issue and they said it was possible for a female to be mated to two wolves at a time and it is not too surprising since we are twins.', I informed her, swallowing the bitter taste that brought to my mouth. 'but be sincere with yourself, do you feel this exact way with my brother?' I asked.

'You insult me with your questions. Of course I feel sparks when he touches me', she said. 'Why wouldn't I? He's my mate afterall!'

'I can't say if you feel any thing with Sylvester or not but I am sure it isn't as intense as it is between us, and I know you feel it too. In any case, you should choose who you'd rather be with - Sylvester or me', I said, a little jealous that she should feel anything for anyone else but me. But she had unwittingly admitted to feeling sparks at my touch and that calmed me a little. Smiling, I said, 'I am sorry if I came on too strongly but whenever I am around you, I seem to lose control of myself. My wolf wants you desperately and I cannot share you, not even with my brother!' And that was the absolute truth and I hoped she could see that and respond in kind.

'Christopher', she called, 'I appreciate your sincerity about your feelings but I must tell you that I do not return them. And you will be better off looking for someone who will return your feelings because you see, that person, isn't me!'

'Millicent, that's not the way it works', I said catching her hand as she tried to move away.

But her next words hurt me more than I cared to admit ' Do you mind?' she asked, looking at our entwined hands disdainfully.

'I'm sorry', I said, letting go her hand and before I could say what I had in mind, she quickly walked away. I wanted to go after her but I thought better of it. What was the use? She needed time to dissect what she was feeling and make a decision. How could she ask me to look for someone else when all I wanted was her? You don't just see anyone and manufacture feelings for them or a mate bond such as I share with Millicent with them. But if she wanted time, then she shall have it. Though I did not know if I could be patient for long but made up my mind to try if Zara would not keep rearing his head at the sight or scent of Millicent.