Read Mated to the Alpha Twins [by Jane Doe] Chapter 32 – We pulled into the school and the first two classes of the day went as planned. None of the other students seemed to notice I was gone.
My third class was another story entirely. I had almost forgotten I sat with both the twins in this class.
The moment I walked through the door, both of their eyes were on me. Their gazes burned into my skin, the guilt bubbling within me nearly made me nauseous.
I walked slowly, my eyes guarded as I looked into their own.
It seems the two of them had seen better days. Their eyes looked darker, almost black. Deep rings lined their eyes, making it look as though they needed a good nights sleep.
Kade was as gorgeous as ever. His hair tousled on the top and short on the sides. His long sleeve shirt clung to every dip and arch of his body.
Alec looked stunning with his longer and tousled hair. His typical leather jacket was in place.
They were sitting next to eachother for a change, giving me a chance to spend the class without being touched.
I needed to resist the pull I felt towards them, but now it felt stronger than ever. Something had definitely changed. The urge to be near them was not purely mental torture, it was now physical.
My body ached, shivering at the longing I felt. I wasn’t sure how I’d get past this class, but I was determined to try.
“Well hello, doll.” Alec’s dark eyebrow lifted, his obsidian colored eyes roaming the dress I had chosen.
My cheeks flared under their attention, but I chose to ignore his comment.
“We heard you had quite the week.” Kade spoke smoothly, his eyes running over my face.
“Yes, I did.” I nodded, keeping the conversation as bland as possible.
“You moved in with Garrett?” Alec quipped, and my heart fluttered.
It made my insides warm when Alec called him Garrett. Everyone else had almost slipped up and called him my ‘Dad’.
‘They know how you feel.’ Thalia murmured, ‘If you’d open up to them, you could feel their emotions too.’
‘People don’t feel each others emotions.’ I rolled my eyes, ‘If they did Melissa and Frank would’ve never treated me how they did.’
Thalia sighed and retreated to the back of my mind, clearly tired of arguing with me.
had a choice.” I frowned, my eyebrows
must be quite the..adjustment.”
holding up, doll?” Alec’s frown matched his brothers, and I felt myself stiffen
“I’m…acclimating.” I nodded.
both sounded so sincere, so conflicted with what I was going through. Something shuddered within me, something that linked me
reminded myself why I couldn’t. I couldn’t see myself building a life here, one where Melissa and Frank were
my feelings, shoving them deep down. I could deal with them once I was out of this state
struggled to get through the class, struggled to keep my eyes from flickering
the best I could,
by slowly, their eyes leaving tracks along my body. I was out of my seat before the bell rang, scrambling
thankful Tori was in this class,
approached the front of my desk the moment I sat down, a frown still played
can talk to us, doll.” Alec frowned, his dark eyes glinting sadly. “In case
thanks, ignoring the heated
me any longer. I was safe here in school, surrounded by people. As long as I remained with
I squirmed in my seat every time
me to talk about what was going on in my life, letting the topic of conversation change
gym early, heading into the locker room before everyone else. I changed quickly, my eyes peeled to each student
head into the gym when a familiar
strength wasn’t physical, but mental. Just enough to get me through this without turning
spoke in
I scoffed, storming past her
wrist. Her grip wasn’t tight, more pleading than
Aurora, I—” She began, but I whipped around to
“You didn’t mean to lure me into a party? You didn’t mean to
she
was drunk on my anger, ignoring the startled gazes from some of
mean any of it.” I snickered, ripping my wrist from her hand. “That completely excuses everything you
anything else, I stormed from the locker
making my vision fill with a red tint. I couldn’t get the disgusting metallic taste out of my mouth, only adding
only this time I didn’t struggle. I wasn’t hiding from the ball, waiting for the moment it hit my skin. I was seeking the
screaming expletives in my
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