The Twin Alphas Warrior Luna (RYN)

Chapter 15 RYN

I had two questions.

One. What the hell is going on? I wondered to myself as I followed behind the Princes.

First of all, these men were huge. Scary huge.

They both had an athlete's type figure which was neither too bulky nor too lean. Just perfectly balanced. Only that Miro was slightly bigger and more muscular.

Where Miro had thicker, muscled thighs, Theon had a wider, muscled back that accentuated his slim waist.

And they both smelled gooooddddd!

Their perfume, although different, both had musky undertones, and screamed luxury. Their watches were of an expensive brand and so were their clothes, Miro was dressed in sweats yet I knew the cost of it was enough to buy me three square meals for a year. And Theon? Gods? Theon was so classy dressed in that tailored suit that did nothing to hide every muscle and shape. Especially his butt cheeks, my goodness, he had really nice ones He and Miro-

Ryn! What the hell?!

My eyes widened as I caught myself swimming in lust. I quickly smelled myself, making sure I wasn't oozing lustful pheromones because that... would be tragic and embarrassing.

The twins were probably used to girls gushing fountains over them. I'd die before I let them think I found them hot..

Second question.

Why were they being nice now?

Was Prince Theon always this generous with people? Because the two times our paths had crossed, he had been cold and reserved with an air screaming 'Stay Away From Me! Now he is inviting me to lunch and Prince Miro, who hates me, is coming along.

When we reached the center's cafeteria, I assumed that was where we were going so I slowed down but to my dismay, the Princes went right past it. I stopped in my tracks.

"I thought..." My words trailed off and the Princes stopped and turned to me pointing to the cafeteria.

"We are not eating there." Theon said before turning around and moving forward. Miro lingered with his hands in his pockets.

"Come on. Let's go." He said and I moved forward.

Now I was in between the two Princes and I couldn't help but Miro's eyes on me. It felt so intense that I wondered if I was -being nervous or he was truly staring at me. So I turned and true to my suspicions, Miro's green eyes were watching me. Somehow, some little part of me felt thrilled that I was the focus of Miro Windermere.

Did he find me hot too? Or was the stare meant to communicate his hatred for me?

We got outside and 1 was led to a big, black SUV sitting in the parking lot. Prince Theon opened the door at the back, and

motioned for me to go inside.

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I stared up at him, finding his face unreadable and his blue eyes more vibrant than last time. Still, I felt wary.

Ryn. It's just lunch. Don't make a big deal of this. If they wanted to harm you, I think they would have done that a long time

ago.

Miro entered through the other side and lowered his head to peer at me. "Come on, Ryn. We don't bite. The last word had him revealing his sharp canines which were scary and goddamn sexy at the same time.

I took a deep breath. Looking up at Theon again. I was surprised to find that his eyes were laughing. So the Prince does show

emotion

Ha!

I climbed into the car and Prince Theon went in after, sandwiching me between himself and his brother. The car moved and my breathing became heavier as the scent of their aftershave and perfumes overwhelmed me. The musk in them did something to me, making me b I had my hands on my thighs and when I compared them to the size of the twins arms, I felt like a tiny chicken bone.

These men were huge, huge and I bet I'd be crushed if one of them were to ever lay on top of me.

Wait, why did I think that?

I think I'm going crazy! Is this what severe hunger does to the brain? Or is it their stupid perfumes messing with my ability to think straight?

"Italian or Indian?" Theon asked.

And when there was no response, the twins looked at me with raised brows.

"Oh, you mean me?" I pointed to myself. "Uhm..."

I pretended to think about it. I had no idea what to say. I had never known more than school leftovers and trashcan deluxes. "Italian." I settled with a nod. "You can never go wrong with that

"Agreed." Theon said, facing forward. "Italian, it is."

Minutes later, we arrived at a five star restaurant and I tried not to be too fazed as I looked around. From the chandeliers, to the setting, to the ambience and the lights, everything was classy, Everything was expensive. Even the air here felt different.

I suddenly felt like an odd person here. Like I was reducing the restaurant's quality by being in it.

Stop that, Ryn! You deserve to be in high places. Your resilience got you here and it will get you further. I smiled to myself and focused on relaxing.

A waitress recognized the twins and immediately rushed towards us.

"Your table is waiting" She said, with a smile that was a little bit too flirtatious to be professional. Her eyes then landed on me and her smile faltered. She looked me up and down, her forehead creasing with the unasked question that was completely obvious to me. Who is she? And why is she with the Princes?

I gave her a smile that was a little bit too 'in your face' to be frielly and the disgust on her face became more prominent.

Whatever. I was used to people looking down on me anyway.

We arrived at a table in far corner hidden from the view of the public eye and I was glad that I would be able to eat in

private.

Well, not exactly in private, seeing as the two hunks sat on either side of me.

A menu was brought and I pretended to know what I was looking at by reading the options. Ninety percent of the words made no sense to me and when I pecked above my menu, 1 found them confidently rattling off their order to the waitress When it got to my turn, they turned to me and I focused back on the menu. My heart continued to race as their gazes settled on me.

"Should I come back?" The waitress asked with a condescending smirk

""No I shook my head.

"Need help!" Miro asked and cheeks became hot with embarrassment.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Should I just give up and let them know I am not used to this or try and choose something myself?

"Can I order anything I want?" I asked Miro.

"Yes, you can, Ryn"

"Then, no. Thank you. I don't need help." I said politely and faced the menu. Then, I tried to remember how my used to scan through menus on our family dates.

parents

If you have no idea what to choose, Kathryn, always choose what is familiar. My mother had told me when I was younger.

So I scanned the menu and decided, "I will have a grilled rustic bread topped with truffle ricotta, wild mushrooms, and at drizzle of truffle oil for starters, pasta and grilled lamb chops with rosemary, garlic, and

a side of creamy polenta and seasonal vegetables for the main dish." I finished with a proud smile which made the waitress frown.

gave me one more forced smile before leaving the premises. I sat back in my chair and found the twins watching me with something I could only call fascination.

"So," I began, clearing my throat. "You said you wanted to tell me something important."

"Yes." Theon replied, also leaning back in his chair. "But let's have lunch first." He said. "I have a feeling you will need a full stomach for what you're about to hear." And with that said, a cold shiver ran down my spine.