The Alpha's Immortal Twins - AI interactive story

The smell of blood choked the air, thick and metallic, a grim symphony to the crackle of flames consuming King Emmett’s house. Fifteen-year-old Ethan, a blur of motion, tore through the attacking rogues, his snarl a primal echo of the chaos. His eyes, however, were fixed on the twin princes, Jason and Jackson, as they herded their aunts and cousins into the safe room.

This day, long foretold, had arrived. The Royal Pack was making its stand against a vampire-rogue assault, the first in sixteen years. Ethan’s gaze narrowed as a scentless rogue materialized from the forest’s edge, a chilling anomaly. He moved like a ghost, twisting the wolf’s head with a swift, decisive crack, then melted back towards the safe room, the silence of his kill a stark contrast to the battle raging outside.

Inside, a fragile breath of relief escaped him. The royals had planned for this, an elaborate scheme that even Ethan had doubted. A plan to fight, but to lose. Look-alike twins had been chosen to die in the princes' stead, a sacrifice to protect the true heirs, the key to werewolf survival. Queen Lisa had confided in him the terrible truth: if her sons fell into Lord Stefan’s hands, their species faced grave danger.

Now, as the thunderous roar of Alpha Emmett tore through the supposedly soundproof walls, a wave of pain lanced through the chests of all present. Jason and Jackson, faces contorted in mirroring agony, lunged for the door, only to be caught in Ethan’s vise-like headlocks. The Queen was gone. Ethan felt it, a cold certainty in his very soul, mingling with his Alpha’s murderous rage. The twins fought, their sobs echoing the raw grief that threatened to consume them.