After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 8

After speaking to two of them, I quickly hung up the phone, pulled my suitcase, and stepped out of the taxi.

At that moment, my phone vibrated. Nina had sent another message, full of provocation:

"Sorry, Sophie. I didn’t think a single word from me could make Oscar and Axel leave you again. Looking forward to the four of us living together. Take care!"

I smiled and replied:

"You three can focus on your own lives. I won’t interfere."

Then the link was broken.

Next was Axel.

Finally, Oscar.

Just like how they vanished from my contact list, these three would never appear in my life again.

Arriving in Royal city, I had an unforgettable three days.

On the third night, though, I didn’t sleep at all.

I got up early, got dressed, and put on makeup.

Today was the day I would marry Ryan Foster.

Even now, I could count the times I’d met Ryan on one hand.

I never imagined the spouse my family arranged for me would be Ryan!

My mother often spoke of him with admiration .

My earliest memory of him was from childhood: a distant boy who liked to pinch my cheeks.

But even if my groom were someone else today, I’d still feel the same nervousness.

It was only after this meeting that I realized he was my fated Mate.

After all, this was a once-in-a-lifetime event.

Finally, with the stamp sealed, two certificates, one bearing the mark of the Moon Goddess and the other the royal seal of the capital, were handed to us.

I held him tightly, feeling as if I were still dreaming.

But before I could fully process the moment, two panicked voices called my name at the same time.

"Sophie!"

Oscar and Axel stopped in front of me, their chests heaving as they struggled to catch their breath.

When they saw the bright red marriage certificate in my hand, it was as if a knife had pierced their hearts.

Their vision narrowed until all they could see was that glaring red.

Oscar’s voice was hoarse, his face full of disbelief.

*"Sophie… you… you got married?"*

They didn’t want to believe it, but the way I clung tightly to Ryan’s arm and the matching rings on our fingers said it all.