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The Twin Alphas' Muted Luna

What happens when a human is paired with not just one werewolf mate, but two? Eleanore’s parents died when she was young. Since then, she wanted things in order. Sure, she couldn’t speak, but she went along with her life just fine. She worked, she studied and she had her friends; no confusion, no mess. Then, in a whirlwind, the two hottest men she’s ever met entered her life. How was a girl to choose? * “You two have to be very careful so that you don’t confuse and scare her away”, so were the Alpha twins warned when they found out their mate was a human. Would she run away from the werewolf twins and leave them mateless forever? * In a world where werewolves, mages, and humans coexist, there are threats around every corner. The Alpha twins must fight to end the terror. The only question is: Will they be able to navigate sharing a human mate and fight the darkness at the same time? The Twin Alphas' Muted Luna is created by Tina Freemoon, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Tina Freemoon · Fantasy
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250 Chs

Chapter 15 : Birthday Celebrations

Eleonore’s POV

“Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock! Eleonore, knock knock!”

A groan escaped me as I made my way from my bedroom to the front door where my rather obnoxious childhood friend was banging on my door relentlessly. A part of me wanted to just leave him out there to suffer in the cold hallway, but I knew I would only suffer the wrath of my neighbor.

Ms. Kim across the hall, like many older and younger women who came in contact with him, had taken a fondness to Bastian on the rare occasions he had visited my apartment since he had started working for his family.

I pulled the door open with, I hoped, a rage filled look on my face. If I could have summoned thunder clouds and lightning to smite the triumphant smirk off of Bastian’s face at that moment I would have. Unfortunately I was not gifted in that regard. So I settled for throwing my pillow at him.

I had been peacefully waking up that morning, opting to take a slow morning, when he began his thunderous attack on my door.