The following morning, I woke up to what sounded like someone yelling in the twins' room. I got up and decided to get dressed for the day. I didn't want to bother the twins so I took an extra long time brushing my teeth and hair. After I made sure there were no knots left, I pulled my hair up into a high pony tail and hesitantly walked towards the door of the room that separated me from the twins. I took a deep breath and decided to open the door in hopes that whatever argument had been taking place was now concluded. As soon as the door opened, I was overcome by the smell of the ocean mixed with cedar wood. It was the same scent as the previous night, the scent of my mate.
"I want her now!" a velvety voice screamed.
