The Hidden Princess At All-Boys Alpha Academy novel Chapter 973

Mom’s magic sinks lower and so does my attention. My wolf begins to creep back in my soul, turning towards that new bond, prowling slowly, warily towards it, her ears pricked forward.

“There now,” mom says on a happy sigh. “See? It’s not scary.”

“It’s not the bond that’s scary mom,” I growl, shaking my head even as my wolf steps closer, sniffing softly at the bond, peering out over the edge of our soul, looking for…whatever is on the other side of it. “It’s what it implies. A fourth mate!? I can’t handle that –“

“Look closer at them, baby,” mom urges. “See?”

I do as I’m told, paying close attention, my wolf nudging the bond with her nose…

And as she does I realize that it’s…different. Different from anything I’ve ever felt, different from my bond with Jackson, or Luca, or Gabriel. Somehow…smaller, more silvery and light, and incredibly, incredibly thin –

And…

And cute.

And that it’s not one bond at all, that it’s…

My eyes fly open. “Two?” I breathe, awed, mesmerized, terrified.

My mom’s face breaks into a big smile. “Two!” she says, delight all over her face.

I just stare at her, dumbfounded. “Mom,” I whisper, horrified. “I can’t…I can’t have five mates…that’s insane.”

She bursts out laughing, making me jump a bit. “Baby, you don’t have five mates. Look again. What…what else could it be?” She bites her lip, incredibly excited.

I just stare at her, my face wrinkled in confusion, and turn my attention inwardly to see –

To see my insane wolf –

Laying on her belly between the two tiny, tenuous bonds, nuzzling them warmly with her snout, each in turn – howling for joy because –

Because –

Because they’re…they’re ours.

“Mom,” I whisper, still awed, laughing a little. “There…there are two of them!”

“Twins!” she says, a little shrill and shrieky. “It’s so great! Two little babies! Two little baby babies, all at once!”

I just hug my mom back, barely breathing, still awed and completely freaked out even if my wolf yips with happiness, loving her little soul pups already, celebrating their existence by dancing from paw to paw.

“Oh, sugar, how are you feeling?” mom asks, doing her best – and failing – to rein in her own emotions so that I can figure out my own. “I’m sorry – I’m having trouble –“

“No, it’s okay,” I whisper, sitting up and pushing away from her a little, fear and joy and wonder and terror racing through me all at once. “Mom, how did this happen?”

“Well,” she says, tilting her head to the side. “Were you…slacking on your medicine?”

“N-no!” I sputter out, shaking my head fervently. I go back in my mind suddenly, trying to remember everything, but honestly I have been diligent. “Mom, I’ve been very careful…”

Mom just grins at me, biting her lip.