My Possessive Alpha Twins For Mate Chapter 352

Liam's POV

I could only stare, stunned, as our mate shifted mid-air. As Alphas, Logan and I had always been faster than most, our shifts fluid and immediate—but this? This was something else entirely. For a beat, I was too dumbfounded to move. Judging by the silence beside me, Logan was equally floored.

“Did you know she could do that?” he asked, wonder laced in his voice.

“Not a clue,” I replied, still breathless. “Our mate never ceases to amaze.”

“And she’s got one hell of a head start,” he added.

The sound of clothes rustling reached my ears—Logan was undressing. I mirrored him instantly, and within seconds, we’d both shifted, launching into a dead sprint.

Now that she bore our marks, hiding from us would be near impossible. Her scent was stronger, yes—but more than that, the bond allowed us a supernatural awareness of her. It didn’t matter though. Our wolves welcomed the chase, their instincts flaring with excitement. She wasn’t just a prize—she was ours.

Fang, Logan’s wolf, pushed ahead of me, but Ghost was right on his tail. We didn’t resist the pull of the hunt; we let it carry us, our massive paws pounding against the forest floor, tracking the essence of our mate. She’d hear us coming, no doubt—but that didn’t matter. She might be fast, but she couldn’t outpace her Alphas.

Her Alphas.

The thought still twisted something fierce in my chest. Watching her walk toward us tonight had felt like a dream—a breathtaking, surreal moment. That someone so wild, so beautiful, belonged to us. To me.

Joy had bloomed in my chest the second she bared her neck and accepted our marks. That moment—the solemn exchange of vows, the intimacy of our claiming—would stay etched in my soul forever.

“Our little mate is hiding,” Logan’s voice drifted through the bond, breaking my reverie.

He’d stopped moving. I caught up and sat beside him, sniffing the air. Her scent curled around us like smoke.

“How the hell did she fit in there?” I muttered, narrowing in on the direction it came from.

“No clue,” Logan said. “We’re not getting in. We’ll have to draw her out.”

We bolted away from her hiding spot, looping around until we were downwind. Then, crouched low and hidden, we watched as she stepped cautiously from her nest, thinking the coast was clear.

Ghost quivered with amusement. Her confusion was adorable—nose to the air, sniffing for signs of us.

Fang couldn’t wait. He crawled forward on his belly, barely holding himself back. And then, in a flash, his massive chocolate form sprang from the underbrush, crashing into her side and sending them tumbling across the clearing.

They landed with Fang’s paws caging her in, Lia’s silvery wolf on top. She nipped at his ear, then licked his face before bounding off again with a playful yip.

I crept forward, dipping my head and wagging my tail, letting out a sharp bark—an invitation. She didn’t hesitate. She lunged, and we danced through the trees, nipping and dodging, reveling in the bond. Logan’s wolf joined soon after, and for a time, we let our wolves play, reconnecting in the most primal of ways.

But play soon gave way to instinct. Predictably, Fang was the first to lose patience. I watched him stalk closer, only for Lia to nip his muzzle when he tried to mount her.

“Submit, little mate,” Fang growled through the bond, voice thick with hunger. He pounced, biting down on her neck in gentle dominance. She whimpered, but didn’t resist—she offered herself, willingly, completely.

When they were done, they curled together, nuzzling and licking softly. Ghost stirred restlessly within me, eager for his turn, but I forced patience on him. Let her rest. Let her want us.

Just when I thought sleep might claim them, Lia rose and padded toward us. She licked Ghost’s face and nudged him with her nose, urging him to stand. He did—and she turned away, lifting her tail and flicking it across his muzzle.

That was all the invitation he needed.

“Eager for your Alpha, are you?” Ghost purred into her mind. But her scent told him everything—she was ready, aching for him.

He mounted her swiftly, sinking his teeth into the mark to remind her who she belonged to.

Their shared ecstasy poured through the bond—raw, wild, and intoxicating. It mirrored my own pleasure from earlier, but in wolf form, it was even more primal. There was no barrier between us and the wilderness of our connection. Ghost drove into her with relentless force, not out of violence, but pure, instinctive need—to possess, to claim, to become one.

And when their cries faded, and their bodies stilled, the three of us curled together at last. Sleep claimed us—deep, satisfied, whole.

I couldn’t say how long we rested, but eventually, Lia stirred. She nudged us gently, letting us know it was time to return. Guests awaited us.

We didn’t speak as we shifted and walked back to where we’d left our clothes, but the silence wasn’t empty. It pulsed with peace. Completion. We were bound now. Truly, completely.

Our garments lay scattered—a testament to our rush to chase her. Logan and I shifted first, watching with hungry eyes as our goddess of a mate stood bare before us once again.

She was breathtaking. And the desire in her gaze mirrored ours, trailing down to our already hard cocks.

“We don’t have time,” she said, voice scolding but tinged with longing.

“Oh, we’ll make time, baby girl,” Logan said with a smirk.

She just rolled her eyes and stepped into her gown, but not before giving us one last show. The silk clung to her body as she slowly pulled it over her skin, hiding that pantiless, glistening heat between her thighs, concealing her hardened nipples with maddening elegance.

I wasn’t sure how I’d survive this damn party knowing what lay beneath that dress.

I steadied her with my hands at her hips, pressing a soft kiss to the mark I’d left, while Logan crouched to help her into her shoes. Then we switched—his turn to hold her close while I dressed. And when we were ready, we walked back through the woods to rejoin our pack.

But we weren’t the same wolves who’d entered.

Now, we were whole.