In the dimly lit corner of a cozy bar, Joseph found the perfect spot for himself and his twin friends, Icarus and Isaias. The bar was alive with laughter and chatter, but here, they could have their own space, away from the prying eyes and the cacophony of the world.
Joseph hailed the bartender, a burly man with a friendly smile, and ordered three glasses of their favorite liquors. As the bartender poured the amber liquid into the glasses, Joseph looked at Icarus and Isaias with a warm smile. "Cheers, my buddies," he said, raising his glass."Cheers," Icarus and Isaias replied in unison, clinking their glasses with Joseph's.Icarus, the elder of the twins by a mere five minutes, took a sip of his drink and leaned back in his chair, his eyes distant. "You remember the time we visited this city with Mom, right?" he asked, a wistful smile playing on his lips.Isaias nodded, his gaze mirroring his brother's nostalgia. "Of course. How could I forget? It was one of the best times of our lives."Joseph leaned in, eager to relive those moments through their stories. His eyes sparkled remembering their childhood. Both twins shook their heads, seeing Joseph's beaming eyes.Icarus took another sip and began his tale. "It was summer, just like it is now. The city was alive with energy, and Mom wanted to show us the city since we never stepped out of the home before.”Isaias chimed in, "She had this map, you know? She had marked all the places she wanted us to visit. Every day, we'd pick a spot and explore it together. Dad didn't know about this. He was always on guard back then. As kids, we didn't know and followed our mother. It was like an adventure for us but…"Joseph listened intently, savoring every word as the twins transported him to a time long gone.Icarus continued, "One day, she took us to that beautiful park by the river. The sun was shining, and the trees provided the perfect shade. We had a picnic there, and Mom made the most delicious sandwiches."Isaias chuckled, his eyes sparkling with memories. "Oh, those sandwiches! She used to say they were made with love, and I believed her. They tasted like heaven."Joseph couldn't help but smile at the image of their mother, a warm and caring woman who had poured her heart into every moment they shared.Icarus's voice grew softer as he recalled another memory. "And then there was that night when she took us to that rooftop restaurant. The city skyline was breathtaking, all lit up with a million twinkling lights."Isaias added, "I remember Mom telling us to make a wish on the first star we saw. She said it was a tradition. I wished for her happiness, and Icarus wished for our family to always stay close. But we didn't think that would be her last outing with us."Joseph could feel the emotion in the room, the weight of those heartfelt wishes still lingering in the air. It was clear that those memories were etched deep in their hearts, keeping their mother's spirit alive in every word they spoke.“They separated her from us and ruined our family. I don't mind burning down the whole pack to take revenge on them for ruining our family.” Isaias gripped the glass which would break any moment.Joseph finally spoke up, “ Don't Worry. I will help you guys till you achieve your goal.” Joseph encouraged the twins.Icarus and Isaias nodded, their eyes glistening with tears that held sorrow and rage. Soon they got distracted when Icarus's mobile chimed showing that someone messaged him. The image in the wallpaper got Joseph's guard off for a moment.“Isn't she Amethysta McCarlock?” Joseph asked in surprise.“Do you know her?” Icarus asked. But Isaias was irked because Joseph knew Amethysta.“Yeah, of course... Everyone in the pack knows her. For her unique eyes and her father, Patrick McCarlock, A Scientist.” Joseph said. The twins furrowed their brows hearing the name. The familiar name they knew from the start.“You guys would have heard of him before, I don't know... But he is a great man you know... He is saving the omegas by his pheromone therapy.” Joseph stopped in the middle making the twins raise their brows in annoyance.“What do you mean by Pheromone Therapy?” Isaias asked.“Some feral Alphas are still wandering around the city, disguising themselves as good Alphas. But their behavior will change as soon as they see fragile omega. Because of that, many omegas are killed or brutally ràped by them. To mask their pheromones, he came up with artificial pheromones which would mask the pheromones of the omegas and make them look like a beta. Isn't he a genius?” Joseph wriggled his brows.“Artificial pheromones... Sounds interesting...” Icarus smirked.“Come to the point, why are you having his daughter's photo as your profile? And you are beside her as well. Have you known her before?” Joseph became serious.“I was her bar date a few days ago,” Icarus smirked wickedly.“Does she know about your background? I mean... Your past... I am damn sure if Patrick knows that her daughter is hanging out with Dempsey, he will not just sit and see.” Joseph warned Icarus.“You don't have to worry about our Princess, Joseph... Just focus on your work. We will take care of everything.” Isaias said. Joseph's eyes widened in shock after realizing Isaias's words.“You two are surely sick bastards...” Joseph shook his head.“We don't deny the fact, Buddy,” Icarus said, taking his mobile. He opened the text which was sent by Amethysta.“Sorry for earlier. Dad called me suddenly. And he doubts that I am talking to someone who is not my friend.” the text read.“She is such a naive cat. I can't wait to play with her a little more.” Icarus licked his lips, surely thinking dirty.“Don't tell me, she doesn't know that you two are twins.” As Joseph asked, The twins shook their heads. Joseph couldn't help but worry about Amethysta who got entangled with these two crazy psychos. Joseph gulped down the remaining liquor he had in his glass finishing up the glass in one go.“It's okay, Angel. Do not worry much. See you later. Have a good sleep.” Icarus messaged Amethysta and turned off his mobile. He surely knew how Amethysta would react seeing this message.“I can't wait to see her vulnerable reaction,” Isaias murmured.“Before that, we have to take care of Patrick. Wasn't he also involved in our mom's problem? Let's pay a visit to his home one day. But not now.” Icarus suggested. Joseph was already fed up with his twin friends who were taking the wrong path by taking revenge.Dareen had always been a man of opulence, and his mansion reflected his grandeur. It stood as a testament to his success, with its towering columns and sprawling gardens. Inside, the marble floors gleamed, and the chandeliers cast a soft, warm glow, giving the mansion an air of both elegance and nostalgia.“Sir... Someone called Blake Martinez comes to see you.” One of the servants informed him. Dareen received an unexpected visitor. He never expected that his old friend would come to meet him. “Direct him to my study...” Dareen said He was sitting in his study, engrossed in a stack of paperwork, when the door swung open. He looked up, and there, standing in the doorway, was Blake Martinez, a long-lost friend from his past."Dareen?" Blake exclaimed, his eyes widening with disbelief. "Is that really you?"Dareen rose from his chair, his face breaking into a wide grin. "Blake! It's been twenty years, buddy. I can't believe you're here."The two old friends embraced, a surge of emotio
They walked in silence for a while, the only sounds being the soft rustling of leaves and the distant chirping of birds. As the evening sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the garden, Dareen spoke again."You know, Blake, I never really said goodbye to Hannah properly. When I left this city, I was consumed by grief and the need to protect my sons. I never had the chance to visit her gallery and tell her how much I loved her and how much I missed her. I didn't have a proper burial for her."Blake placed a hand on Dareen's shoulder. "Maybe it's not too late, Dareen. You can still visit her gallery and say your goodbyes. I'm sure she would appreciate it. It's all their fault. They were consumed by darkness. That's why they forgot the pureness of the moon goddess."Dareen's eyes shimmered as he looked at his friend. "You're right, Blake. I don't think I can seek justice for Hannah without any evidence. I can't go against the pack leader either. But being here ca
The hushed conversation between Dareen and Blake was interrupted by the resonant sound of the mansion's heavy wooden doors swinging open. In walked two young men, their presence commanding attention as they crossed the threshold of the living room. Icarus and Isaias had returned home after having liquor with Joseph.Icarus, the elder of the two, possessed a tall, imposing frame, his physique carved by years of rigorous training. His jet-black hair, reminiscent of his father's, framed a chiselled face with sharp, intelligent eyes that mirrored his father's intellect. Isaias, the younger brother, stood just a shade shorter, his lean figure exuding an air of quiet confidence. His eyes, a warm shade of hazel, held a spark of mischief that set him apart from his brother who had eyes of Hazel with blue flecks. Only those who knew them well could set them apart. Blake was awestruck seeing the twin. The last time he had seen Icarus and Isaias, they had been children, barely reaching his wais
The maids served the food elegantly as if they were practised for their lifetime to serve their masters. Dareen raised his glass, filled with deep red wine, in a toast. "To family and friendship." As Dareen said, they chuckled. "So cringey... Dad..." Isaias joked. "You ungrateful brat..." Dareen glared at his son. Again the little laughter filled the room."Okay, okay... No more Melodrama anymore. Let's have dinner." Blake said. The clinking of glasses and the chorus of "hear, hear" echoed through the room as they raised their glasses and took a sip, sealing their commitment to one another.The dinner that followed was a culinary masterpiece. The aroma of carefully prepared dishes filled the air, and the conversation flowed as smoothly as the wine. They discussed shared memories, the joys and tribulations of parenthood, and the unique challenges of a father who had twins to take care of. Icarus and Isaias, despite their imposing presence, proved to be engaging conversationalists.
In the duskily lit streets of the city, the clock had just struck ten. The scent of chocolate hung thick in the air as Isaias stood outside the quaint little chocolate shop that was about to close. The shop's owner, Mr. Reynolds, had been about to close up for the night when Isaias had arrived, determined to satisfy his little princess's unsatisfied heart. "Excuse me, sir. I need chocolates. Can you pack me some?" Isaias asked politely. "Sorry, sir, but we're closing for the night," Mr. Reynolds had politely informed him.But Isaias had an aura that would suppress anyone. "Please sir, just a box of chocolates. My princess wants Chocolate right now. You know I can't just leave it when she showed some interest in chocolate," he implored, his dark eyes flashing a hint of arrogance."But, Sir..." Mr. Reynolds's words were cut off by Isaias's words, "Money is not a matter. I want chocolates. I hope you won't disappoint your late-night customer." Isaias spread his oppressive pheromones m
As she reached for a chocolate, Isaias couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction after a long time. His and his twin's plan had worked perfectly so far. They sat on a bench in the park. A gentle night breeze brushed against her pale complex, sending a tingling sensation to her core.Amethysta took the chocolate, licking it and tasting it slowly. Without caring about the surroundings, Amethysta was tasting the chocolate and moaning whenever the chocolate melted because of her tongue's heat. Seeing her, Isaias couldn't help but want to kiss those rosy lips, tasting them till he was satisfied. But he held back his desire, controlling his nerves to pop out. As the wind flew, The sweet small hit Amethysta's nose, making her jolt up. She looked around to find the source of the smell but little did she know that Isaias was the source. When she felt the familiarity, she looked at Isaias while her eyes went wide. She forgot to use the artificial pheromones. Icarus was going to find her
As the sun shone across the sky, casting shadows across the college campus, Patrick watched his daughter, Amethysta, step out of the car with a backpack slung over her shoulder. He couldn't help but feel a mix of pride and agony as he prepared to leave her behind. He was proud because his daughter had grown up very well into a fine woman. Making his human daughter attend the college which is filled with werewolves having notable sub-genders. "Are you sure you don't want me to help you with your bag, sweetheart?" Patrick asked, his voice tinged with a father's concern.Amethysta shook her head, her long, dark hair swaying with the motion. "I've got it, Dad. You have got work. So please, you go and do your work."Patrick smiled, his eyes glistening with emotion. "You're all grown up now. How beautifully has my little daughter grown up? Just remember to call me if you need anything, okay?" Patrick wiped his fake tears being dramatic. Amethysta nodded with a chuckle, and they exchanged
The morning sun had risen over the city, casting its warm glow on the bustling streets as Amethysta and Eira made their way to their university classes. The previous night's encounter with Icarus still lingered in Amethysta's thoughts, like a vivid dream that refused to fade.Amethysta's father, Patrick, and Eira's fiancé, Mateo, had left earlier, each with their own concerns weighing heavily on their minds. Patrick, preoccupied with worries about his daughter's involvement with Icarus and Dempsey's return, had left for work with a sense of unease. Mateo, on the other hand, left his office.As they entered the lecture hall, Amethysta and Eira took their seats, their minds temporarily shifting from the events of the night before to the impending classes. The professor began the lecture, and the room filled with the rustling of notebooks and the faint hum of whispered conversations.Hours passed, and as the lunch break approached, Eira couldn't contain her excitement. She leaned over to