MATED TO THE ALPHA TWINS

Chapter 3: Soul Linkage

Nina’s POV

The weather was cold. I looked out of the window in the log cabin that I was staying in and took a fresh breath of cold air. The weather was freezing because winter was fast approaching. It was my least favorite season ever since I had frostbite some years ago.

I could still remember the incident as though it was happening currently. I got trapped in a snowstorm on my way back to the palace when I sneaked out to attend my best friend’s birthday party after my father strictly instructed me not to.

It was one of the worst days of my life because it was the reason my father has been sick for a long time now, which is all a result of a decision I made as an impulsive and stupid teenager.

I sigh at the thought of the bitter memory before I close the windows to keep my log cabin warm. I walked slowly to my bed and once I was close enough, I gently sat on the bed. I have been extra careful with myself ever since that incident, even though I knew I was overreacting.

Whenever something happened to me, it resulted in my father’s pain as he had linked our souls together. He did so to stop me from dying at a young age as my soul was weak in my first few days, which changed once he made that irrevocable decision.

I would forever be grateful to him. If not for the sacrifice my father made, I would be long dead by now which was why I did everything I could to make him happy, which included getting married to the man he chose for me.

In a few hours, I was going to tie the knot with a man I have never met. He was an Alpha of one of the very little packs my father trusted. I didn’t know if my soon-to-be husband was old or young, or even if he was from our province.

My father, Alpha Fenrir, was already weak. He didn’t need me hurting him with every wrong move I made. He is marrying me off to free himself from the soul linkage, then he would get the rest of his soul from the man that marries and mates with me.

I didn’t know if it was old age or the pain that made him this trusting, but the Alpha Fenrir that I knew would never trust his soul to another Alpha who could easily betray him. I was going to make sure he got the rest of his soul back.

“Princess Nina,” my mother calls out from outside my cabin.

I raised a brow in surprise as I didn’t expect her to be here. She was supposed to be in the pack making preparations for my wedding.

“Yes, mother?” I stood up from my bed.

The sympathetic look on her face made me look away. This was the last thing I needed. I didn’t want to feel pathetic before the wedding, which could lead me to think of backing out of it.

“Mother, please. If you are here to talk to me about patience or whatnot then don’t. I would really hate to hear that just a few hours to my wedding.” I blurted out.

“No, baby. Of course not,” she shook her head implicitly. “I am not here to do anything of that sort. I am just here to tell you that your soon to be husband is by the lakeside waiting for you.” She whispered the last part happily.

I rolled my eyes as I folded my arms. I didn’t want to see him now because I didn’t want to have any doubts about marrying him. I had to do this for my father.

“I don’t want to see him now, mother.” I told her.

She shrugged, “You don’t have much of a choice here. Go ahead, don’t keep him waiting.” She said before she left the room without saying another word.

I sighed exasperatedly. I hoped that my fiancé was at least good-looking and young. I picked up my cloak from my drawer and wore it around my neck, then got a flashlight before I headed out of my log cabin.

The distance between the lake and my log cabin was short. I switched on my lights when I reached the dark and creepy alley in the woods that led to the lake. My body shivered when a gust of cold wind hit my skin.

Ducking my head down, I managed to sprint out of the alley until I got there. I thought I was going to meet a man there but instead, I was met with two men that were facing the lake. Both of them were tall and bulky, from what I could decipher from the light of my dying flashlight.

I could tell the both of them were not from our pack from their clothing. They were rouges. How could they have gotten into our pack? I turned around to go back to my log cabin which was guarded by my pack’s guards, but a voice stopped me.

“Where are you going princess?” One of them asked, and I felt the impact of his voice travel all the way to my core.

I frowned at the response my body just had. I wasn’t supposed to be feeling this way towards rouges. They were enemies, not s*x objects. I didn’t even see their faces. They could look like ugly goblins for all I know.

I turned my head to face them and right then, I let out an inaudible gasp. I have never seen more beautiful creatures than them. My mouth was slacked open at how attractive they both were that I didn’t notice when one of them grabbed me by my arm.

“Where are you going with me?” I awakened from my daydream as I darted my head to look at him.

From our proximity, I could see that he was more handsome and manly than the other person who was staring at me with a neutral expression on his face. The one holding my arm held a more brutal one, like he was about to rip my head off if I said a word.

Were they going to kidnap me?

“You are coming with us.” The one grabbing my hand muttered with venom in his tone. I didn’t know what got him so angry, but I didn’t like how a much bigger man was holding me with a lethal expression on his face.

“Why? Who are you?” I questioned. I tried to free my arm away from him but the more I struggled, the more he tightened his grip which made it even more painful.

“You’ll know soon enough,” he said. “Get the horses.” He instructed the other person, who was probably his twin. He nodded before he walked towards the dark alley.

“No. You cannot kidnap me. I’m getting married tomorrow, please don’t do this.” I struggled as I prepared to yell out for help, but his large hand enveloped my mouth, which made me start kicking him hysterically. It didn’t seem to affect him even a bit.

“The more you struggle, the more it will hurt. You should thank me for saving you from marrying that goblin.” The man spat, turning his gaze to a body I didn’t notice before.

It was the dead body of the man I was going to marry tomorrow. I felt relief wash through my body that he was dead because I have never seen a more ugly-looking creature than him. But I still tried to struggle as I didn’t want to be kidnapped by rouges.

My father had a lot of mortal enemies, and I was sure these men were one of them. The last thing I wanted was to be subjected to t*****e because of his sins, which would probably lead to his death because of our soul linkage.

“Get on the horse now.” He instructed.

I shook my head, “Please,” I muffled through his hand.

The look on his face morphed into a much darker one. I swallowed the bitterness in my throat as I yawed my face to the horse. I couldn’t run away, his grip was too tight on me.

There was nobody that was going to come for me because I was sure my mother had told the guards to stir away from the lake as she thought I would be with my fiancé, who was now dead, and didn’t want to disturb us.

I sighed dejectedly before I got onto the horse. The man got on the horse too, his chest tightly pressed against my back. I closed my eyes with fear as he snaked his hand around my waist, then held the rope halter with his other.

The horse soon started to gallop and I held onto his hand for support. Fear started to course through my veins knowing that his hand was the only thing that was stopping me from falling off the horse, so I held on to it because literally, my life depended on it.