My Possessive Alpha Twins For Mate Chapter 139

The humid summer air, carrying the fresh scent of water and wildflowers, had always been a favorite of mine. It smelled especially sweet in this field of golden grass, a place I often came to for peace. Even as I sat on the soft quilt I brought along, a part of me longed to feel the grass beneath my feet. Reaching into my bag, I pulled out a cherry-almond croissant from my favorite bakery, still flourishing under its new owner, a lively young woman named Scarlett. Her pastry experiments never failed to surprise and delight me.

This field had once been my little secret, but watching children run and play here now, I couldn't bring myself to regret sharing it. It had become a place of pure joy, holding countless memories I cherished deeply.

Six children—three boys and three girls—dashed through the grass, their laughter filling the air. Some had missing teeth, others had scraped knees, and all of them were dirty from play. The boys were loud and full of energy, matched only by the boldness of the girls.

I laughed as Emma tackled her younger brother, both disappearing into the tall grass. "Nice try, sweet pea," I teased Cassie, one of the youngest, who had eyes just like mine, though her brown was a little lighter. Her curly black hair was slicked with mud and half-tied into a ponytail. "But you can't sneak up on me that easily!"

Cassie crossed her arms with a pout. "Grandma, will you come play with Emma and me? Ariel won't let us join because we can't shift."

Ariel, my granddaughter and the only child of Caden and Caleb, had just completed her first transformation. She loved showing off her snow-white fur, especially by making flowers bloom and fruits sprout, which reminded me of an old friend I missed dearly.

Meanwhile, her older brothers, Liam and Logan, were finishing their Alpha training. They spent most of their time in wolf form, roaming the forests, and often came home late to raid the kitchen after a long day.

"I'm getting too tired for that, sweet pea," I said gently, my joints aching as I moved. Cassie looked so much like her grandfathers and me, with a gentleness that tugged at my heart. "I think I'll head home to lie down with your grandpas. Will you walk me back?"

"Emma! Grandma wants me to walk her home!" Cassie called out, her voice echoing across the field.

"I'm coming!" Emma's voice rang out as she hurried over, her golden hair and kind smile a mirror of her father’s. Her younger brother, Andrew, was the quieter one, but he always followed his sister into their daily adventures.

"And where's your sister Amelia?" I asked Cassie.

"Amelia went back to the house to read," she replied with a snort, clearly finding it odd. Cassie never sat still for long, much like our youngest daughter, Chloe, who now saw so much of herself in Amelia.

Caden and Caleb were my firstborns. Caden was wild like Kieran, while Caleb was smooth and charming. Then came Violet, who gave me the scare of possibly having another set of twins. She had Kieran’s untamed nature but balanced it with Chloe’s fierce independence, which took time to bloom. When Chloe found her mate, a wonderful woman, we welcomed her into our family with open arms.

As I looked into my grandchildren’s faces, I saw traces of my children—each of them a beautiful reflection of the past. Sometimes, when Liam and Logan rushed into the house, I could almost see Ethan and Kieran as boys again, with the same sparkle in their eyes.

Cassie’s confident grin reminded me so much of Ethan, while Ariel’s wild spirit echoed Kieran’s need for freedom and the thrill of transformation.

I had known fear and joy in raising my children, and now, watching their own children grow brought me a deep sense of peace. "Grandma?" Cassie’s soft voice pulled me back from my thoughts.

These days, my mind wandered more often, drifting through old memories—of those I had lost and those I still longed to see. Friends and family, forever just out of reach, waiting somewhere beyond.

Cassie looked at me curiously, her eyes filled with that odd wisdom children sometimes had, as if she knew I wasn’t fully there.

Across the hills of golden grass, dotted with vibrant midsummer flowers, our home stood tall. It was a gift from the twins for our tenth anniversary, built with love. Its arched windows, hand-carved door, marble floors, and brick fireplace had once seemed extravagant. Now, they were filled with the laughter and life of our children and grandchildren. What was once a quiet house had become a lively home.

Inside, my mates awaited, as they always did. The years had softened their faces, but their charm and ruggedness remained. In my mind’s eye, I could still see them as the youthful men I had fallen in love with.

Ethan’s gentle smile greeted me, his eyes full of understanding. He knew my thoughts often drifted away now, more than before. Kieran leaned on his cane, his eyes tired, but just as sharp.

"Your mom has always been too clever for her own good," I whispered to Cassie, smiling softly as I settled into the familiar warmth of my mates' embrace.