Promised To The Alpha Twins – Chapter 47

For a moment, I convinced myself that I was at home with my grandmother. The smell of soup filled the air, thick with garlic, thyme, and oregano. The blend of tomato invaded my senses and left me with a feeling of comfort and security. My grandmother’s humming floated through the kitchen into the living room where I lay on the couch. The lingering warmth in the air heated my skin, soothing my aching muscles. It was when I found the strength to open my eyes that I realized how mistaken I was.

I wasn’t at my grandmother’s house, and she was dead. The peaceful humming came from an elderly woman, whose hair was as white as snow. She stood in the kitchen, stirring something in a large iron pot. The dancing heat on my skin came from the crackling fire just a few meters in front of me. Horror flooded over me as I realized I was naked when they found me and now I wore a long nightgown. My body was covered with a thick quilt that smelled of lavender and other herbs. I watched in stunned silence as the old woman served the soup in a large bowl, her delicate humming filling the house.

I felt my body tense as the woman looked in my direction, a smile forming on her face as she approached me with the soup. Her eyes held the same kindness my grandmother used to have, but that was the only similarity between the two. Grandma had been old and frail, her limbs thin and weak. This woman was old, but she was strong. She walked effortlessly, her posture upright yet relaxed. Her hair cascaded down her back in waves the color of snow.

elf sat in an armchair, looking at me with expectant eyes. “Gea?” I called, but I heard nothing.

one. As much as I wanted to resist, the kindness in her eyes and the growling in my stomach overwhelmed me. Tentatively, I took a spoonful of the soup. Carrots, celery, and onion floated in the bowl. When I brought the spoon to my lips, the old woman smiled happily.

ittle salt?”

ing her head toward the dark hallway and shouting, “See?! She doesn’t th

and I resisted the urge to sink into the plush sofa. He had a large build, but attention radiated from him in waves.

ne last glance before taking another spoonful of soup.

is always the worst.”

Understanding crossed Bruma’s eyes as she read the panic on my face.

bout your heritage for very long, have you? If you did, you would have sniffed us out.”

oth of you are werewolves?” I asked, surprise in my tone. “I haven’t know

, and moreover, a white wolf.”

does the color of my wolf have to do with anything?”

ad. “I give her a week.”

mely rare, child. That’s how you found me. I am the last white wolf in over five hundred years.”

because you’re a white wolf?

ome time. White wolves are coveted for their abilities. White wolves appear when the worl

tion weighing on my limbs. “I thought I had enough to worry about. I nev

for you to learn what you’re capable of,” Bruma replied, her face quickly turning serious. “Just because you reject your heritage doesn’t mean those who covet you will simply stop. Embrace the life you’ve been given, Sussan. Learn to defend y

ow where to start,” I scoffed. “I ran away from all this. Now I

yed shifting, didn’t you? It was liberating, wasn’t it?”

, rising from the armchair. “Follow me.”

moment. Her backyard consisted of rolling hills, lush trees with drooping canopies, and rows upon rows of wildflowers. Rose bushes grew in clusters, unlike anything I had ever witnessed. Sunflowers, daisies, gardenias, and flowers I had never seen before stretched across the land. A small stream ran through the earth, its water clear and sparkling.

I breathed, my eyes filled with awe. I obse

n, is my ability,” Bruma smiled at the little

I asked, unable to tear my eyes away.

ything else in that clearing was thriving, but the tulips seemed to be lagging behind.

our companions know that you’re a white wolf?”

reabouts. Gea had said they were close. Were they still searching for me? Would they simply grow tired of this cat and mouse game?

o the ends of the earth until they find us.”

f. Sometimes we can sense who someone’s mate is before they come of age. Other times we just get small glimpses of information.”

rowed my brow. “I escaped before th

I couldn’t erase the nervous furrow that appeared on my lips.

the sinking feeling in my stomach. “They saw me shift, they know what I am.”

young, as did my parents. They left me to fend for myself.”

side me.

bove anything, above anyone. That kind of bond is important, it could save your life someday.”

eeded it most. Instead, she left me alone, left me to fend for myself and discover the world as it truly was, cruel and cold.

give me?” I laughed, though my laughter quickly turned into a dry sob. “I ran away from them. They should hate me.”

ve you. I promise.”

uldn’t run from this. I couldn’t run from who I was.

d, her eyes scanning the forest along her house. “I sent Steve to conceal your scent, although I believe your companions have quickly figur

it,” I dryly laughed, wrapping my arms around my torso as my heart rate skyrocketed. Excitement danced along my skin, giving me goosebumps and igniting a fire in my stomach. I hadn’t allowed myself to fully accept how much I missed the twins, and I still refused to think about Aly.

. “Although it means more protection for you.”

time ago, and my father only wants me so I can take over his pack.”

ression didn’t quite reach her eyes. “But please, don’t tell anyone about this place or what I am. I have remained hidden for so long that I fear I no longer have a

gue, they also felt right.

Bruma smiled, and I couldn’t help but return the gesture.

. That feeling only lasted until I realized that I wouldn’t be going to the bakery that day. I wondered what Sara would think, and I hoped that Liam and Ethan would let me visit her one last time.

t bringing me to my knees.

n.”

contemplated fleeing through the back door, Liam and Ethan entered the room.