The Twin Alphas’ Fated Mate
Fated to a Fae Chapter 24

-Selenia-

I was woken up the next morning by panicked voices coming from the room. I open my eyes and sit up to find the twins talking. They notice me and come over right away.

"Hey, love. How was your sleep?" Blake asks.

"It was fine. Why are you two upset? Did something happen?" I ask. The twins glance at each other before looking back at me.

"Aiden got out of his cell. Silas and our mother say it was done by magic." Rhett says. I sit up straighter.

"Wait, hold on. Does that mean he escaped? That's not good, right?" I ask.

"No, it's not good. It means Aiden is probably back with Nicole now and letting her know what happened. That Sear and Jereth were captured, that Jereth joined us for you and abandoned Sear. And the fact that Aiden disappeared without a trace means he got out of the dungeon magically. Silas is concerned about that. A caster should not have been able to work magic through his barrier around the pack. Only a much stronger warlock can do that." Blake explains.

"A stronger warlock? Seriously?" I ask, shocked.

"Yes, warlocks get stronger the older they are. Silas is almost 600 years old. He believes it's possible this other warlock is closer to 800 years old. Very old, but very powerful." Rhett says.

"Oh my. This isn't good. Is there anything we can do?" I ask.

"Not really, no. This isn't what we do. We sometimes sit in with our brothers during their meetings, but Rhett and I are still technically warriors. Not even the head warrior because we didn't want any responsibility. Kai is the head warrior. So stuff like this is up to Max to decide how to deal with it. We can only advise if he asks for it." Blake says.

"We're of Alpha blood, but Max is the Alpha. He makes the rules and calls the shots. So we just have to go with what he says." Rhett says.

"So we can't do anything?" I ask. Blake shakes his head.

"Not until Max tells us what to do."

~Silas~

I just get back to my cabin after having a meeting with the young Alpha and his advisors. They're all worried about Aiden escaping and getting to Nicole. Right now, those two are the least of my concerns. A caster should not have been able to get through my barrier. I think Nicole lied about having a caster. I think she has a warlock. And I only know of one warlock who is stronger than me. If he's the one behind it, I'm useless against him. Magically and emotionally.

No, I can't be bringing up old memories now. I have to somehow figure out a way to help this pack. Nicole and Aiden are going to come back for Sear with the help of this warlock and I need to make sure that doesn't happen.

I go to the back of the cabin to the room I use for my meditation. The candles light on their own and I kneel down in the middle of the floor. I close my eyes and take a deep breath before letting it out.

"My, my. I really have you so worked up, you've resorted to meditation? What a strange human thing to do." A deep voice comes from the corner behind me. I'd know that voice anywhere. My worst fear has come true. Nicole has hired the one warlock who can defeat me and get under my skin at the same time. Ryul.

I open my eyes as his footsteps indicate him coming closer to me. I keep my eyes forward, not wanting to look at him. I don't think I could handle it.

Ryul steps in front of me, his thighs right in front of my face. I just know he's looking down at me, doing his smug grin he always does.

"Silas. Look at me." Ryul says, his voice making my chest constrict. I want to look at his face, but I also don't. I know what will happen if I do. But he doesn't give me a choice. His hand slides under my chin and he yanks my face up to look at him.

Shit, how did he become even more breathtakingly beautiful? I want to cry just looking at his face. His strawberry blonde hair is longer than before. It falls messily just past his ears. His sharp features seem to have gotten more prominent since I last saw him 30 years ago. His bright red eyes seem to stare into my very soul, like he's still trying to convince me I'm on the wrong side of things. On the wrong side of magic. That using my magic for good to help people instead of using it for evil and power is wasting it. The same speech I've heard over and over again. Each time he tries to convince me how good we'd be if I would just give in to him. And I always do, just never with my magic. Only with my heart.

Warlocks have mates like werewolves where two souls are connected until death. And it's a bit like the werewolves, where you see them and you feel it. But us warlocks don't have a wolf in our head to tell us this is our soulmate. We just feel connected to the person. You don't know for sure until you sleep together.

I knew Ryul was it for me before we slept together. It just sealed the deal as soon as we did.

"You know, I think I vaguely remember you being in this exact position last time I saw you. Only that time, neither of us were clothed." Ryul smirks at me and I pull my face out of his hand. I quickly stand, trying to hide my frustration and infatuation. But he knows. That's something I've never been able to hide from him.

"What did you come here for?" I ask.

"To see you, obviously. Why else?" Ryul says.

"You are working with a she-wolf from this pack, aren't you?" I ask him.

"Of course I am. When she told me the pack had a warlock named Silas protecting them, I knew

it was you. I saw it as the perfect opportunity to prove to you once and for all that you are wasting your powers." Ryul says to me.

"This isn't a game, Ryul. These are people's lives you're messing with. You can't just help these people destroy others." I tell him.

"I can. And I will." Ryul says. I sigh and shake my head.

"Ryul, please," I plead, "if you ever loved me at all, you wouldn't do this. I care about these people. They even protected me when the Fae wanted me dead."

"Loved you?" Ryul says, "Silas, I never stopped loving you. I've loved you since before our species was wiped out. When I met you and you were this young, vibrant warlock who was amazed by the magic in this world. You gave me hope when the world was dark. But the world only got darker and I decided I might as well play along. You were the one who decided to go a different path, to try to prove to people who don't even matter that 'not all warlocks are bad'. It was a completely idiotic thing to want to do, but I never stopped you from doing what you wanted to do. I simply tried to show you how good it feels on the flip side."

"And you do that by seducing me every couple of decades?" I ask with a snarky tone. Ryul grabs me and pulls me in close to him. His face right in mine.

"It's not seducing if you willingly submit to me every time, Silas. You and I both know how deep our love runs. We were made for each other. There's not a day that goes by that I don't crave your body, your touch, your love. But we could just never agree on what's right and what's

wrong when it comes to our magic."

"You can't say stuff like that to me." I whisper to him.

"Why? Because it makes you realize how much you miss me when I'm not around?" Ryul says, his hand sliding to the back of my neck.

"Because it makes being away from you harder than it already is." I say, closing my eyes. "We're not good for each other."

"No, Silas. We are good for each other. That's why we're mates. That's why it feels so right when we forget everything else and just be with each other." Ryul pulls me into him, his lips crashing with mine. My mind is suddenly blank and consumed with just him. I've never been able to even look at someone romanticly because of Ryul. I'd never love anyone the way I love him. That's what happens when you find your mate.

In a flash, Ryul has us in my bedroom and our clothes are off. He uses his magic to lay me on the bed and spreads my legs. My arms go up above my head as he holds me in place without

even touching me.

Ryul climbs on the bed and grips my hips. Just him doing that feels so good. I feel his c**k right at my a*s. Ryul leans over me and kisses my neck.

"I told you. You submit every time. Your body needs me. You love me that much?" Ryul asks.

"Yes." I pant. He knows I can't resist him. This was bound to happen the second he showed up

here.

"You look agitated. What do you want, Silas?" Ryul asks. I can feel him smirking against me. He knows what I want. He just wants me to say it.

"I want you inside me, Ryul." As soon as I say it, he thrusts hard inside me. I cry out with pleasure. Ryul pulls out and slams back inside me. This is exactly what I wanted.

"Holy s**t, I missed this so much." Ryul pants as he starts to move. He leans over me, holding his body above mine as he thrusts into me. I wrap my legs around him, letting him go deeper.

"I missed you. I never want to be without you." I say to him as he kisses my neck.

"I'd never leave you if you asked me to stay. You're mine." Ryul says. His possessiveness turns me on even more. Ryul starts pounding into me as I moan loudly.

"Yes, I'm yours. Please let me touch you." I beg him. He's still holding my hands above my head.

"If I release your hands, are you going to touch yourself?" Ryul asks me.

"Only if you let me." I tell him.

"I want to watch you touch yourself, Silas. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes."

"Good." Ryul releases my hands and I immediately move them. I place one hand on my length

to start pleasuring myself, like he told me to, while the other hand goes to Ryul's neck. I pull him down and kiss him hard. I've missed him so much. It's been too long.

"s**t, Silas, you feel so good. I love watching you touch yourself." Ryul grunts as he continues

to thrust into me roughly.

"Ryul, I'm going to c*m. Keep going. Don't stop!" I cry out.

"cm for me, Silas. cm while I take you as mine again." Ryul says as his thrusts become shaky.

He's close too. I know it.

Ryul kisses me hard as I continue to pleasure myself. He pounds into me so good, I forget everything else that's going on. It's just him and I. No one else matters.

"c*m now, Silas." Ryul demands. I love it when he's like this and it tips me over the edge. The overwhelming pleasure is almost too much for me. My vision gets spotty as I cry out from the o****m. Ryul slams into me one last time as he grunts from his release. I relax back on the bed

and look up at this beautiful man.

"I love you, Ryul." I say.

"I know, my love." Ryul says. He stands up off the bed and flicks his wrist. I suddenly pulled

into the air as Ryul sits back down on the bed. I lightly drop back down so that I'm sitting on

Ryul's lap, my back to his chest. I feel him line his c**k up with my a*s again. I welcome the touch and slide down onto him.

"I'm going to show you just how much I love you tonight. And you're going to take everything I give you, like the good little submissive you are, right?" Ryul says into my ear. I moan as his hand slides up to my neck. He grips it tightly. I nod, not able to form actual words with how turned on I am. "Good boy."

Ryul kisses my neck before he slams inside of me again, making me moan with pleasure. I already knew this was the first of many rounds. Tonight is going to be a long, pleasurable night.