My Possessive Alpha Twins For Mate Chapter 242

Logan’s POV

“Are you alright, brother?” Liam’s voice broke through my thoughts as his hand settled gently on my shoulder.

It wasn’t until I looked up and saw his concerned face hovering over me that I realized I was doubled over, hands braced on my knees.

“I’m good,” I replied, straightening up and schooling my features into calm neutrality. “Just needed a moment to catch my breath. That was a lot to process.”

I couldn’t afford to let my little brother see me unraveling.

“It’s time to meet Lia for lunch,” he reminded me, his tone lighter now. “Still up for it?”

“Of course. No way I’m missing a chance to spend time with my baby girl. Let’s go,” I said, injecting forced enthusiasm into my voice.

Truthfully, I was looking forward to seeing her. I just hoped she wouldn’t pick up on my inner turmoil. Hiding my emotions had never been my strong suit. When something was weighing on me, everyone usually knew. But Alma had been right—bringing up everything now, without the full picture, would only make Lia worry. And I wouldn’t do that to her.

“How do you seem so calm through all of this?” I asked Liam as we walked side by side.

He let out a dry, humorless laugh. “I’m anything but calm. My mind’s a mess. Ghost is practically pacing, ready to rip apart anyone who gets near her if it means keeping her safe. I’ve just always been better at pretending than you. Besides, we need more answers. We don’t even know if she has the mark yet. If she does… then I’ll really start to panic.”

“Right,” I agreed. “Maybe after lunch, we can go for a run with her. Our wolves have been dying to meet Blue properly. We could all use the break.”

“I’m in,” Liam nodded. “Let’s see what Lia thinks.”

The walk to the infirmary passed mostly in silence, both of us lost in our thoughts. When we reached the glass doors, I stopped short, needing a second to steady the storm in my head. Fang, thankfully, had retreated into the quiet recesses of my mind, choosing to process everything in solitude.

I looked up—and there she was.

Lia stood in the waiting area, surrounded by several women who buzzed around her like bees drawn to nectar. They spoke animatedly, and she met their energy with warmth and enthusiasm. I was frozen in place.

It wasn’t just her beauty, though that alone was captivating. It was the confidence she carried, the kindness in her gestures, and the sincerity in her voice. She cared—deeply—even for women she’d only just met. She was genuine. She was radiant. She was mine.

And still, I couldn’t shake the gnawing thought that I didn’t deserve her. That fate had handed me something so perfect only to one day take it away. That this happiness—this wholeness—was temporary.

Suddenly, she turned and caught sight of us. Her eyes found mine and a small smile curved her lips.

“Should we go in?” Liam asked.

“No,” I said, my voice low. “She knows we’re here. Let her finish. Who are we to steal her away from her pack members? She’s their Luna.”

“Luna,” Liam repeated under his breath, awe in his tone. “I love the sound of that.”

“Me too,” I admitted. “More than I ever thought I would.”

“Hi, Alphas!” Lia greeted us suddenly, catching us both off guard.

“Hey, baby girl!”

“Hi, Angel!”

We responded in perfect unison, earning a laugh from her.

God, that laugh. It made my chest ache. Judging by Liam’s grin, it hit him just as hard.

“So,” she began, linking her arms with both of us, “what’s for lunch?”

“Well… I was wondering if you’d be okay with grabbing something quick from the pack house kitchen instead of going out,” I said, hoping she wouldn’t be disappointed.

“Of course!” she replied easily. “We could even reschedule if it helps. I know you both have a lot going on. I don’t want to take up all your time.”

There was a flicker of something in her voice—disappointment, maybe—but she masked it well.

“No!” Liam blurted. “We don’t want to reschedule. We were just thinking something light and then maybe… going for a run after. If you’re up for it.”

I watched her face closely, searching for any hesitation. We wouldn’t pressure her—not for something this intimate. Our wolves had already accepted the bond. This was a big next step.

To my surprise, a broad smile lit up her face.

“A run?” she asked, eyes shining. “Like… in wolf form?”

“Yes, baby girl. But only if you’re comfortable with it,” I added quickly.

“I’d love to!” she squealed. “I’ve been dying to meet your wolves! And Blue’s been pestering me about it for days!”

Her excitement was contagious. I found myself grinning, my wolf already pacing in anticipation.

“Then let’s go, Angel,” Liam said with a playful smile as he took her hand and gently tugged her toward the door.

An hour later, we were deep in the forest behind the pack house. Lia’s hand was in mine, Liam’s arm was slung casually around her waist, and our energy buzzed with barely contained excitement. None of us said it aloud, but we knew this was a milestone. This mattered.

We led her further into the trees, far beyond where anyone from the house might see. Wolf vision was sharp—and no one, absolutely no one, got to see our mate naked except us.

Finally, we stopped.

“You ready, baby girl?” I asked, giving her one final chance to back out.

“Let’s do this,” she said without hesitation.

Liam and I began undressing, unbothered by the nudity wolves were so accustomed to. But Lia cleared her throat, and we looked up to see her face flushed crimson.

Apparently, our little mate wasn’t as unaffected by us as she liked to pretend.

I smirked.

“I’m just going to shift behind that tree,” she said, turning on her heel and walking away with her back to us.

We watched her until she was out of sight, then finished undressing and shifted. Now in wolf form, we stood side by side, hearts thudding in sync as we waited for her.

For her wolf.