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.

Sylvester's POV

I could not understand what was happening to me. Since Christopher came home, I have started feeling funny towards Millicent. I no longer feel so angry towards her. It is true that I have wanted her for a long time now but that was just lust. Right now, it was no longer a case of just lust, it seemed that I had started liking her. But I will have none of that. Anyone is welcomed to her as long as I can use her for my own ends.

'Why are you restless then?' Ezra asked. 'Christopher will win her and you will lose!'

I was not in the mood to argue with Ezra, so I just paced my room, thinking about the dilemma facing me when a movement down my window drew my attention. I went to the window to check it out and found Christopher with Millicent. They seemed to be discussing. Then Christopher tipped her face up. I felt funny. Apart from that time during my engagement party to Cathania, when Daniel had been dancing with Millicent, I have never felt this funny feeling. I hated the feeling but it was even worse now and I felt Ezra being restless. I do not know why Ezra has not accepted Cathania like I have.

Cathania! That reminds me. I was supposed to meet with her or at leDt send someone with a message for her. A trusted servant. But funny enough, I felt reluctant. That can wait! I assured myself. I needed to know what these two were up to.

Suddenly, Christopher was kissing Millicent. This couldn't be! I have been with the wench for a very long time and I have not been able to give her a proper kiss.

'Who's fault is that?' Ezra asked. I knew how to treat my wolf, it was just to ignore him.

Apart from the time I for Ed my lips on her as a form of punishment for dancing with my Beta, I have not kissed her and that instant cannot even be counted as a real kiss, even if Cathania had not interrupted.

Cathania... Just a little more time and I'd sent someone to give her a message for me but wait, Millicent was not pushing Christopher away like I had anticipated Her had had crept up to his chest and I thought it was to push him away and give him a resounding slap, I would have enjoyed it and might even have applauded but her hands went round Christopher's neck, drawing him closer, kissing him back. They did not seem to care that they were in the full view of anyone who might happen to see them. They were lost in each other's arms.

I grounded my teeth in fury as I saw Christopher place his arms about her, one hand caressing her back and the other combing her hair in their passion and I felt murder rise in my blood.

I could have leaped down from the window, if I could but the window had iron bars and I'll have to climb down the stairs to get to them.

Christopher was supposed to keep away from the woman, damn! I could just take matters into my hands and mate with her, get her pregnant and that will settle the problem of the double mate. I wonder why I hadn't thought of it before now as Christopher obviously has.

'You've been too busy with Cathania, of course!' that was Ezra again.

Then, Millicent was moving away from Christopher. What had he said to her to put her off? That was of no consequence to me. I have to have a word with Christopher and soon before I murder someone.

I leapt down the steps and got to the entrance just as Christopher was coming in, and I almost col

'Christopher, upstairs, in your room, right now!' I said, without mincing words.

'What's the problem?' he asked but I just ignored him and preceded him into his room.

'Sylvester, what's irking you?' he asked and I restrain myself from being physical with him.

'How can you ask that when I just saw you making out with my mate? Did we not agree that we shall leave all mating and the like pending till a solution is found?' I asked.

Christopher looked at me like I had lost it. 'First of all, I was not making out with your mate. I was with my mate and what we were doing does not concerned you or anyone for that matter!' he said fiercely . I have never seen him looking so fierce. 'Secondly, I did not agree with you or those old men in the council to wait for any solutions. If I recall correctly, I said I was going to make my own destiny' and that is what I am doing!'

'You are biting more than you can chew. I had her first!' I shouted.

'That may be true but you did not know what to do with her because you never really appreciated her. You were consumed with your bitterness for her that you never saw the priceless jewel that was Millicent', he shouted right back at me. 'Now it is too late because I will move mountains to make her mine. Anyway, what do you care, you do not love her'.

'But I do!' I said and was immediately shocked at my confession. Where had that come from? But as I considered what I had said, I realised that it was true. I did love Millicent.

I looked at Christopher to see how he took my outburst and saw shock reflected in his eyes.

'You don't really mean that, do you?' he asked, in a gentler tone.

'I do not know how or when it happened. It crept up on me. I know I had started feeling different towards her lately but I felt it was just complacency but now I know better. I cannot bear to see anyone else close to her. I felt like murdering you right now when I saw you kissing her!' I confessed.

'Then we are in deep soup because I will not share her with anyone either! But what about Cathania? I thought you loved her well enough to get engaged to her?''

'Forget Cathania! I am a bit confused about what I feel for her now'. I said shaking my head to clear it of the cobwebs that seem to have been spun there.

'What?' someone said behind us and both of us swirled round to find Cathania standing at the entrance.