The Black Alder Series (Books 1-3)

Aiden Pov Our beautiful companion had just fallen asleep. The three of us spent all morning in action, and she took it, which was surprising, but I’m glad she is finally coming into herself. My brother and I spent weeks worried. Seeing her content in our arms has probably got to be the best feeling in the world.

“When are we going to mark her?” Ethan asked. I know he was ready to do it as much as I was. I wanted the marking to be extremely special for her.

“We can probably do it tonight if she is okay with it, I told him. I projected the setting in the forest I wanted to do it in. It was a beautiful area. Ethan and I found that it had a waterfall and a small lake. It was perfect.

“I will get some people to decorate,” Ethan told me. Kayla stirred in her sleep.

“Ethan,” she whispered. “Aiden”

I smirked at my brother, who looked amused. She was dreaming about us. Our smirk was broken by our mom’s mind-link.

“Boys, we just caught an intruder,” mom said to me. My brother and I got up instantly and threw on some pants.

“Where is he?” We linked back.

“Dungeons’ ‘ She linked back. My brother and I were reasonable in getting our prisoners to talk, and our methods were not good. We would never tell our mate that, though. She is way too pure. We kissed Kayla and left. I had always hated the smell of the dungeons. I could tell Ethan did too. The smell of piss, shit, and puke filled the air. We put it aside and walked toward our mother. Dad was in the cell, roughing up the male prisoner. He had chains on both hands and feet. The silver burned into him. I took a sniff and realized he didn’t smell like a rogue, so he must belong to a pack.

Roland punched him in the stomach. “Why were you spying around our borders?” he growled, and he landed a punch in the face. The man said nothing. He was going to be hard to break, but Ethan and I loved a challenge.

“Give us some time,” we told dad. He left the cell, took Mom in his arms, and left. Ethan and I walked into the cell.

I gripped the man’s face while Ethan leaned against the cell wall lazily. He took out his pocket knife, pretending to pick his nails, releasing his alpha aura. Ethan was menacing if you didn’t know him, and he could instill fear in anyone if he wanted. I should know. I am the same.

“Who are you?” I commanded. The man didn’t say anything; instead, he looked at me and then at my brother. He smiled this creepy-ass smile.

“You must be the famous twin alphas I heard so much about,” he said, spitting out blood.

“You know who we are. Then you know what we do, so if I were you, I’d talk. Ask my brother’s fucking question,” Ethan said icily. He glared at the man.

“My name is Armo,” he said, still smiling.

“Why the fuck were you sniffing around our borders?” I demanded, releasing my aura. Armo went quiet, and his smile dropped a little. I could tell that both my brother and my aura affected him. I backed away. Ethan was in front of the man instantly. All you could hear for the next few minutes was screaming. I took my time, putting on my brass knuckles with the pure silver spikes. They were my favorite devices to use. When I turned back around, Armo’s leg had a gash from his cheek to his knee. My brother went back to his previous spot on the wall, leaning as if nothing had happened.

“Forgive my brother. He can’t help himself sometimes.” I chuckled darkly, and Ethan smirked at me, rolling his eyes. “You should answer our questions, though. Our patience only goes so far,” I told him, making sure he understood the threat.

“I was just checking out the flowers,” Armo said. I grabbed his arm and twisted it. A sick pop was heard, and Armo yelled.

“You won’t kill me; you are fucking psycho,” Armo said, laughing. My brass knuckles connected with his face, leaving small holes. Due to the silver, it was going to take a long time for it to heal. He spat out more blood. “You won’t kill me because you will need me.”

“I need you for what?” Ethan sneered. I felt a tingle in my chest, but I disregarded it. Something felt off, though. This felt off. I looked at Ethan, who had the same look.

“I need to find her,” Armo said. I grabbed his throat and shoved him against the wall.

“Her who?” I growled.

“Our new little Luna,” he laughed.

Oh no

I sped out of the dungeons to our room. I could feel Ethan close behind me.

Oh no, not her; please not her; please not her. I begged myself. We got to our room and burst open the doors. Kayla wasn’t in bed. We ran around the whole packhouse.

“Boys, what happened?” Mom said, running to us.

“Kayla is missing,” I told her, and I ran past her to check the pack grounds. I could hear Mom commanding people to find her.

It was almost nightfall. Every inch of the grounds had been searched.

Kayla

Our beautiful mate was gone.

WE’RE BEING ATTACKED. Someone linked through the entire pack link, and it was followed by the sound of hundreds of wolves crashing through our lines, heading straight for our packhouse.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.