The Alphas of North Forest ✔️

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Emmanuel's POV.

"What about her?" I ask, nodding my head in the direction of a petite blonde, stood with her parents.

Ezekiel narrows his yellow eyes and frowns. "She looks too innocent; I don't think she'd be up for it."

I drag my gaze back to the blonde and smirk. "Sure, she will. We just have to show her what she's missing."

My twin and I look identical tonight, wearing the same tuxedos. Ez's black hair is swept back off of his face, showing off his corn-yellow eyes. All I did was run my hands through my silver strands, letting them fall over my forehead, girls love tousled hair.

Our mother looks over at us, she sees the determined glint in my eye and shakes her head in disapproval. From across the room, she silently warns me not to go for it.

I smile back and pretend I don't see the warning in her eyes. She doesn't approve of Ez and I sleeping with someone who isn't our mate. But what she doesn't understand is that we're trying to prepare ourselves for our mate.

Having three people in the bed is very different two. Ez and I want to practice on other girls first before we meet our mate. We've only been with three girls, two of them were together and it's been awkward.

We want to keep practicing, so that, when we do finally meet our mate, we can blow her mind. Our dads slept with other girls before Mum and she still forgave them. Our mate will forgive us, especially when we have her toes curling with pleasure.

I wait for the father to go and get some drinks and then I make my move. With one hand in my pocket, I stroll across the room and approach the mother and daughter. I give them my most charming smile.

"Good evening," I greet them smoothly. "My name is Emmanuel Blake, and I was wondering if I could have the honour of dancing with your beautiful daughter."

The blonde blushes and glances at her mother, who watching me with an amused expression. There's a hint of approval in her eyes. Good.

"Blake? Are you in any way related to the Alpha Blakes?" Her mother asks.

"Yes, they're my fathers."

The mother nods appreciatively and then regards her daughter. "Would you like to dance with him, darling?"

I turn to the blonde and wink at her. She laughs lightly and smiles.

"Yes, I'd love to."

"Have a good evening, Mrs...?"

"Mrs Pedersen."

"Lovely to meet you, Mrs Pedersen."

With her mother well and truly charmed, I take her daughter's hand and lead her to the area where everyone is dancing. Once there, I spin her out and pull her back into my chest with a sharp tug. She catches herself against my chest with a gasp.

"What is your name, beautiful?" I ask her, being sure to let my lips graze over her ear.

"Elin," she replies, her cheeks tinged with a blush. (Pronounced air-lin) "It's Norwegian, my family is from Norway."

I spend the next three songs trying to charm Elin. When the third song ends, Ez sweeps in and takes over. I watch from the side lines as he takes his turn to charm the pretty blonde. Her cheeks are now permanently flushed, and she has a wide smile on her face.

Even if she declines our offer, at least we made her smile this evening. At the end of another song, Ezekiel leans down and whispers something in her ear. Her cheeks turn even redder, and she nods shyly. He looks at me over her shoulder and gives me a subtle nod.