Mated to the Alpha Twins

Read Mated to the Alpha Twins [by Jane Doe] Chapter 78 – As I stood in the mirror analyzing the skimpy b****i the twins had packed for me, I decided that I in fact liked the bathing suit. It matched the color of my left eye perfectly, even if it was a bit too small.

I had never been slim in physique, and working out with Tori had only added to that fact. My waist was somewhat narrow, and my stomach had flattened more since training, but my hips flared out and my bust was larger than the average woman. The little triangles of the top managed to contain my b*****s, just barely, though. The bottoms on the other hand—they were something else. Little bows sat on either side of my hips, and the bottoms covered perhaps a quarter of my full rear.

Tori came up behind me and cocked her head to the side, her curly ponytail of fiery locks bounced from the movement. She pursed her lips and wrinkled her nose, those cinnamon freckles scrunching.

“Why can’t I fill out like that?” She scoffed, and I tried to contain my surprise.

I wasn’t used to this—girl talk, that is. Tori was one of those females who accepted her body and embraced every curve, mark, and dip with incredible confidence. She embraced her sexuality fully, something I was trying to do as well.

“You fill out just fine.” I snorted, shaking my head at her. “Plus, I’m sure you can fit into a lot more clothes than I can.”

“Eh, that’s not your fault though.” She retorted, placing her hands on her hips. “We all know the fashion industry caters to the small, Aurora.”

“I never knew you cared so much.” I teased, chuckling as she rolled her mossy eyes.

Tori was a bit shorter than I, and her form was a bit less curvy. Where my chest was practically spilling from the b****i top, hers were just small mounds. I’m not shaming her or anything, all chest sizes matter. Only an idiot would let something as ridiculous as breast size determine the worth of a woman. Perhaps Tori was rubbing off on me, after all.

I cocked my own head as I stared my reflection in the mirror, and decided once and for all that I did like this b****i on my body. As silly as it sounded, it was my first time wearing a b****i.

When I was pretty young, living with my grandma, she had taken me to a community pool a few times. I had worn a simple one-piece bathing suit, as most little girls did. Never have I felt so exposed—or confident.

“Oh, I know that look.” Tori grinned widely, rubbing her hands together.

“Hey, they chose the bathing suit.” I shrugged, not bothering to fight the smirk that formed on my face. “It’s only fair that I make them regret it.”

It was a strange feeling, smiling this much. My cheeks ached from all the grins and laughter, but it wasn’t a bad feeling. It was one of those pains that reminded you that you were alive, that life was beautiful and worth living, despite the bad parts.

“I’m going to be seeing lots of hard-on’s today, aren’t I?” Tori snickered, but her emotions said something a little different.

I felt her amusement, and her happiness like sun-soaked petals and tanning lotion, but there was something else hidden beneath all of that. The emotion was so small that I was surprised I even felt it to begin with. Hiding beneath the amusement and happiness was just a hint of longing, and a dash of bitterness.

were miniscule in quantity, but had me halting for just a moment. Why would I have been given this gift, if not to use it? If I could help Tori, even for a moment, then perhaps my gift wasn’t so dangerous after

was a tone I had never used, one that had also never been used on

She replied, seemingly shocked that I asked such a thing. “Everything that’s going on, it’s stressful and everything, but I’m not upset

and just a tiny bit of bitterness.” I cringed as I forced the words

sound telling someone what they felt? Part of me regretted even bringing it up, but I honestly just wanted to help. That guilt faded a bit when Tori’s shoulders

but when I see you with your mates…I just wonder when it’ll be my turn.” She sighed, brushing back a ringlet that had fallen from her ponytail. She gnawed on her lower lip as she met my gaze, and I could feel the guilt that bubbled in her gut. “I mean, I’ve been eighteen for months now. That’s two years, two whole years without finding my mate. If he was in our pack, I would’ve found

it possible he’s in a different pack? Like Garrett or Julian’s?” I asked. I knew what mates were and knew what it felt like to find them, to be with them but I couldn’t exactly pinpoint what it felt like to finally find Alec and

could be in England for all I know. I’ve never even left

make certain decisions. With that in mind, I squared my shoulders and gave Tori a determined look. No longer did guilt taint my voice, only a sure-fire resolve. “When I take over as Luna, we’ll scour Garrett and Julian’s pack for your mate.

had made here, the first friend I had in a long time. If I had the power to help her, how could I not? I’m not an expert on

and

warriors with you. I don’t know how often rogue attacks happen, but I’m not leaving anything up to chance.” I pressed, not daring to risk my friend at

agree to that?” She replied, hope

its uniqueness. Feeling emotions—they reminded me of experiences, tastes, and smells. They were all unique, all different depending on the person. Tori’s hope—it felt like those time’s

need to ponder whether or not the twins would agree with my bold decision. They would do what was best for Tori. If not because she was

the open bedroom door, his head sticking just a few inches into the bedroom.

tears from her eyes, trying to be as covert as possible. “At least, nothing you

Kade’s voice filtered from down

blatantly obvious when his attention was snagged on the bathing suit

his throat, his eyes darting back towards my face. I distinctly noticed his hand drift lower, adjusting himself just out of Tori’s

my attention towards him and Alec. As bad as it sounds, Tori faded to the background and all I could see were

remained silent for nearly a minute, and I swore I could hear Tori

of us.” He grunted, giving me one last endlessly hungry look before sauntering through

was ripe with confusion when the shower sounded. Alec, however,

be needing a cold shower as well.” Alec mumbled, a hand

his shirt had risen, exposing those delicious muscles that coated his stomach, nor the tent in his

pool in five minutes.” He called

her head, making her curls bounce like tendrils of crackling