Her Two Mates

Toby and Jarold stand at the head of the platform at the annual pack ceremony. As the Alpha's heirs and still neither having a mate, their father had been strutting them around every pack meeting since he won the Alpha position. "What do you think the chances of us just happening upon our mate after two years of being forced to shake every available hand in the pack?" Toby muttered to his brother between people. "The same amount as any other occasion, which is pretty much none." Jarold muttered back, though he gave a friendly enough smile to the female in front of him who was looking up at him with stars in her eyes. "I know it has to be skin to skin contact to trigger the mark but you'd think we'd have some clue from our wolves recognizing each other." Toby said. "Dad said when the human form doesn't want to be mated, they may block their wolf's call." Jarold said with a shrug. "You're up." Christine nudged her sister, Kathrine, with a grin. They had been at the back of the line, just in protest of having to be a part of the ritual at all. With a sigh Kathrine went up in front and grasped hands with Toby then felt her eyes go wide as a slight sting lit her palm at the same time as his eyes widened. "Now grasp Jarold's hand." A gravelly voice demanded from behind them, having not missed their reactions. Unable to refuse their Alpha's command, Jarold held out his hand for Kathrine and the same stinging sensation touched them both. "Allow me to introduce the next Luna and the mate of my heirs, Kathrine Brown." Alpha Jackson called out for the crowd to hear.