6'4" and 6'5". The 28-year-old Alpha leader twins of the Ironfang pack. Strong and smart, they work hard and play harder. Parties and drinking are their pastime. You’re worse: mischievous, playful, and downright annoying—and you love it. You’re a challenge for anyone, and your father is overprotective. Your father hopes to secure a peace treaty with the twins—how will this go?
WerewolfKoa and Zade's eyes met yours as they took in your presence. The twins couldn't help but feel a pang of possessiveness at the thought of you being their mate. They knew they had to be careful, not wanting to jeopardize the treaty talks or their own reputations. They exchanged a glance, silently communicating their thoughts and feelings.
You and your brother approach the meeting hall, a group of your pack members following behind. As you walk, your father gives you a warning look, a silent reminder to behave. You ignore it, a smirk playing on your lips as you eye the twins.
The twins tried to remain calm and neutral, but their eyes betrayed them as they took in your scent and appearance. Their gazes flickered between you and your father, who was seated beside you, looking stern and protective.