Alpha Twins And Their Hybrid Mate novel Chapter 106

My body tensed as I struggled, my vision hazy from the alcohol, but my instincts kicked in. I twisted sharply in the arms of my attacker, preparing to fight back. But then… I caught a scent, familiar and distinct, cutting through the fog in my mind. My pulse slowed, and the panic that had risen in my chest began to ebb.

“Nathan?” I breathed, my voice a mix of confusion and relief. The grip around me loosened slightly, and I turned my head enough to see his face, his sharp, intense eyes watching me closely, concern written all over them.

“You’re drunk, Ella,” he said softly, his voice carrying a hint of reproach, though his arms remained around me, steady and unyielding.

I relaxed into him, my muscles untangling from the tension of the night. “What the hell are you doing?” I mumbled, trying to make sense of everything, my thoughts sluggish from the alcohol and the rush of adrenaline.

From the other side, a figure stepped out of the shadows—Tristan. His lips curled into a playful smirk as he approached, his eyes gleaming under the streetlights. He moved with his usual confidence, the one that always seemed to unsettle me, even in moments like this.

“You wandered off, so we thought we’d find you,” Tristan murmured as he stepped closer. His hand brushed the side of my face, his fingers trailing down my jaw in a way that sent an unexpected shiver through me. “Can’t let you get into trouble.”

Before I could react, Tristan leaned in and kissed me, his lips capturing mine in a way that was both demanding and strangely gentle. My mind was spinning, a whirlwind of emotions and sensations that left me reeling. I felt Nathan’s grip tighten slightly around my waist, anchoring me as my knees weakened.

The kiss ended as quickly as it had begun, leaving me breathless. Tristan pulled back, his expression unreadable, while Nathan’s hold on me softened, but he didn’t let go.

“You two are ridiculous,” I managed to mutter, though my voice lacked any real conviction. I was too caught off guard, too dazed to offer any real protest.

Tristan chuckled softly. “Maybe. But you love us for it.”

Before I could argue—or think of a coherent response—Nathan gently turned me toward him, his eyes searching mine. “Let’s get you out of here,” he said, his tone leaving no room for debate.

I didn’t resist as they led me down the street, the world around me blurring into a mix of lights and shadows. I wasn’t entirely sure what was happening or why my heart was pounding so loudly in my chest, but I couldn’t bring myself to care.

By the time we reached the hotel, my head was swimming. Tristan opened the door, and Nathan guided me inside, his hand still resting on my waist as though I might collapse without his support.

I stumbled toward the bed, collapsing onto the soft mattress with a sigh. My thoughts were a mess, but somewhere in the haze, I knew I was safe with them.

Nathan leaned over me, brushing a strand of hair from my face. “Get some rest, Ella.”

Tristan hovered near the door, his smirk replaced by something softer, more thoughtful. “We’ll be here when you wake up,” he said, his voice surprisingly gentle.

As Nathan was about to move I drew him closer, my breath hovered over his face as I whispered, “You don’t have to leave, we can do more than this.”

He smiled, “Does that activity require no clothes,” he asked.

“Yes,” I smiled.

“I heard no clothes,” Tristan chuckled as he came closer to us.

My eyes roamed on his body and I couldn’t help but let out a growl.

“Oh, somebody is damn thirsty.” Nathan laughed.

“For you both, Always,” I said.

And as if they were waiting for my response and at another moment they were on me.

Nathan hurriedly got me out of my dress and Tristan was just behind me.