My Possessive Alpha Twins For Mate Chapter 363

Finnian’s POV

I’d been locked inside this room all night without so much as a shadow of another soul. I could only assume the Blood Moon Alphas knew I was here—and exactly why. Their Beta would have informed them by now. Honestly, I’d expected them to barge in last night, fury in their eyes, ready to tear into me for what I’d tried to do to their Luna. I would’ve welcomed it—at least then I’d know I’d succeeded in ruining their perfect little night. But they never came.

It could’ve been worse. The room, bleak with cold slate-gray concrete walls and stripped of comfort, was clearly meant for prisoners. But it wasn’t the foul, piss-scented dungeon they reserved for the worst of the worst. Small mercies for being a fellow Alpha, I supposed. Still, I had no intention of staying a second longer than I had to.

There were no windows, so I had no clue how long I’d been waiting by the time I heard it—two sets of footsteps echoing down the hall. My wolf, Dane, whimpered faintly in the back of my mind, but I pushed him down. I straightened my spine, puffed out my chest. I wouldn’t let them see fear, even if both my wolf and I knew the truth—we wouldn’t stand a chance if they decided to attack. But I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction of watching me cower.

The second they entered, their scent hit me like a sledgehammer. Her. They reeked of her—of her body, her desire, her release. They hadn’t even bothered to shower. It was deliberate. A silent declaration. She’s ours. Not mine. Never was. Never would be.

They stood there, silent, arms crossed over their bare chests like twin sentinels of judgment. They didn’t need to speak; their stares said everything. They dared me to try something. Anything. My gaze drifted against my will, seeking out the marks on their necks. Hers. Clear. Fresh. Unmistakable.

I clenched my fists so tight my nails bit into my palms. Fury coiled in my gut, hot and vicious. My teeth ground against the growl threatening to escape. They’d taken her. Claimed what was supposed to be mine. And now the only thing that could break their bond was death.

Still they said nothing, giving me time to drown in the rage I couldn’t unleash. Not here. Not now.

I closed my eyes, drew in slow, shallow breaths through my mouth, avoiding the sickening sweetness of her scent that clung to them like a second skin. When I finally had control again, I lifted my chin, ready to end their petty little game.

“What’s your plan here?” I asked, crossing my arms in mockery of their stance. “The alliance paperwork is already in. You can’t lay a finger on me without first going to the High Table to request a dissolution. So why not move aside and let me go?”

“What was your plan?” one of them—Liam, I thought—shot back coldly, not budging an inch.

“You came for our Luna,” Logan growled, the sound low and primal. “You were ready to take her—by force if you had to. But what then? You already have a Luna. Or did you conveniently forget that?”

I stayed silent. There was no good answer to that question. Not one I wanted to admit out loud.

Jovie was my fated mate. I’d marked her. I needed her close—without her, my wolf would weaken. And it wasn’t like I didn’t care for her. At one point, I even thought I loved her. But over time, my thoughts had kept circling back to Lia. Relentlessly. Until she became an obsession I couldn’t shake. There was something about her I couldn’t let go of, no matter how hard I tried.

Which reminded me...

“What is she?” I asked, voice quiet but firm, tilting my head slightly to study them. I watched closely. The way they tensed—just for a fraction of a second—told me everything. They knew. They knew exactly what she could do, like what she'd done to stop me from marking her.

“She’s ours,” Logan snarled, eyes glowing faintly. “That’s all you need to know. Don’t look at her. Don’t speak to her. Don’t even think about her again. Because I promise you—no High Table, no table of Elders, no divine force will protect you from what we’ll do to you if you do.”

“Message received,” I replied, forcing my voice to remain flat, indifferent. “And you don’t have to worry. I won’t be chasing after your Luna again. If I’d been smart, I would’ve waited. She would’ve come to me. And she still might. She’s already run from you once. We both know it’s only a matter of time before you screw up again.”

I locked eyes with Logan as I spoke. He was the one with the notorious appetite. Now that he was tied down, bound to one woman for life, it had to be choking him. I wanted to see it—that crack of doubt, the hunger for freedom. But he gave me nothing.

“Wow,” Logan said with a cold smirk, glancing at his brother. “Did this bastard just call me stupid?”

He chuckled, shoulders shaking for a second, but the humor vanished just as quickly as it came.

“Let’s be real here,” he continued, voice low and razor sharp. “The only idiot in this room is you. Took you over a year to realize what I knew the second I saw her. She’s the most perfect woman the Moon Goddess ever created—body, soul, and everything in between. Her beauty, her heart, her taste... her touch. She’s ruined me for anyone else, and she knows it. I belong to her—completely. So I wouldn’t hold my breath if I were you.”

“Well said, brother,” Liam added, his gaze cool. “He’d be waiting till hell freezes over... not that he’ll last six months without his Luna.”

My blood ran cold.

“Let’s not keep our guest any longer,” Liam went on. “I want to be back in bed before our angel wakes up. We promised she wouldn’t be leaving it today, and I fully intend to keep that promise.”

“So do I,” Logan echoed, lifting his arm to his nose and inhaling deeply. “Her scent’s already fading. I can still taste her on my tongue, hear her screaming my name. That sound... it’s fucking addictive. And I’ve been away from my baby girl long enough.”

I trembled, fury and shame crashing over me in equal measure. My wolf surged forward, fur breaking through my skin in painful patches. I held him back with everything I had. Two against one? It’d be suicide. And I wasn’t ready to die. Not yet. Not before playing my final card.

I shook off the image of their hands on her, of her cries of pleasure, and steadied myself.

“What makes you think I’ll be without my Luna?” I demanded.

Liam shrugged. “We reached out to her. Thought she’d be worried when you didn’t come home last night. How were we supposed to know you lied to her? Told her you were going on a scouting mission. Imagine her surprise when she found out you’d come here instead. To stop our mating ceremony.”

“Go to hell!” I snapped, then forced my expression to calm. “She’ll be mad, sure. But she’ll understand once I explain I was trying to help a friend—someone stuck in a bad situation. It’s my word against yours.”

“Is it?” Liam asked mildly. “I wouldn’t be so sure she’s still around to hear it.”

Logan leaned in, voice like poison. “She was humiliated, Finnian. Said she wanted to disappear somewhere you couldn’t find her. And we might’ve known just the place. We made sure she got there safely.”

“And you know what happens to an Alpha who loses his Luna after marking her,” Liam said. “It’ll eat you alive from the inside out. You’ll be a husk before the year’s over—if you make it that long.”

Then they turned and walked out, not bothering to shut the door behind them. Just like that, I was free to leave.

But if what they said was true... I’d be returning to nothing.

And I didn’t doubt their words for a second.

“Fuck!” I roared, the curse echoing in the emptiness. “What the fuck do I do now?”

“Go find our Luna!” Dane growled, his voice thunderous in my head. His guilt bled through me, heavy and real. He’d never wanted to hurt her. And now that we had... he was just as shattered as I was.

“You’re right, Dane,” I whispered, dragging a hand down my face. “We have to find Jovie.”

That had to be step one. Because if we didn’t? We wouldn’t live long enough to even figure out step two.

What the hell had I done?