Mated to the Alpha Twins

Read Mated to the Alpha Twins [by Jane Doe] Chapter 88 – The hour after my somewhat feral s*x with Kade had gone by in an instant. His mom was back ten minutes later, fixing my hair and ignoring what had clearly gone on between me and her son. She put a light coating of make-up on my face, darkening my large eyes and making the two different colors more pronounced.

The meeting before the High Table meeting wasn’t a formal event—it was more like business than anything else. Assessing potential enemies, seeking out weaker Alpha’s, and generally causing havoc for most of the lower ranked werewolves.

Kade’s mom helped me into a slate grey dress, zipping up the low-neck back in a smooth motion. The dress reached my knees and was tight around my curves. It showed just enough cleavage to look classy, and brought out the silver tones in my one blue eye.

It was best everyone viewed me as a capable adult, and not an emotional teenager. They needed to believe I wouldn’t use my abilities recklessly, or for my own vengeance. I found the whole thing to be somewhat absurd. Isn’t it my choice how to use the abilities I was gifted with?

She left my hair down hoping to remind everyone that while I was a cool and collected adult, I was still young and inexperienced to this world. I had to say—she did an incredible job. The dress made me seem mature and responsible, but my eyes looked larger with the makeup she had put on me—brighter and more vibrant.

“Alright, you’re ready.” She huffed, settling herself down after fussing over my hair for another half an hour. Her eyes went brittle and the faint lines around her mouth deepened, “You’re already late, but that doesn’t matter anymore—the news about Alec, it’s already spread.”

“I thought it was being contained?” I scoffed, grinding my teeth against the thrashing beast that was now held on lock-down inside of me. Thalia couldn’t be trusted not to hunt Zayne Novak down and use our power on him without warrant.

“It was.” She laughed dryly, her eyes disbelieving. “Why would they want to contain anything? Now everyone believes they know how to control you. The smart ones are keeping their distance, waiting for you to snap. When you use your abilities, they’ll most likely put you to d***h.”

“It seems like you know a lot about the High Table.” I commented.

“We all do.” She grunted, “They’ve k****d more of us than any other species.”

As Kade and I were escorted through the twisting and turning halls of the hotel, we were debriefed on the more important guests at today’s meeting.

Marcus Novak sat number one at the High Table, holding the largest pack and influence in the country. Cunning and brutish, he believes in moves and counter moves. Perfection is what he and his pack strive for.

Second was Desmond Deville, known for being the oldest unmated male. His reputation was one earned through hard labor and copious amounts of—partners at his disposal. He doesn’t run the second largest pack in the country for nothing, the man is built like a submarine.

logical of the five. He’s less ruled by a dark need for

bring any woman to her knee’s. It’s rumored that Jaspar Fox had a bad upbringing, and was sold to some rogues as a toddler. He has scars all over his body, but

no one knows the exact details of the arrangement. Sebastian Sable is what most would classify as a sociopath. He’s much like Marcus, but without the cunning and subtly that makes

for the meeting. Thick c******s hung from tall windows, and sleek black tables sat around the back half of the room. There were employees dressed in black, toting around large platters and offering

a lot to take in, isn’t

was making this easier on me, even though he believed

me?” I scoffed quietly, “The only thing I remember is what she said about

danger, sweetheart.” Kade

long. They spoke of truces and alliances, potential partnerships that might benefit both packs. Kade noticed those hungry glances, yearning for power—those men were lucky Kade had some form of restraint. Not all

Kade murmured quietly, squeezing

drink, and I stopped myself as the urge to guzzle the dry tasting champagne fell over me. My mouth was horribly dry from

around. I’m sure that’s not the reaction he wanted me to have, but I couldn’t help it. I had heard so many bad things about this man. I expected a shaved head and thick face scars, something that

was none of

was a conventionally attractive man, much like his son. Their faces were perfectly angular and chiseled. Full lips, strong nose and cheekbones, and

think I’d be used to monsters having human faces, but I don’t

his head tilting to the side and his eyes burning with curiosity. “That

the confusion on his face, or the way

“So yeah, I’m disappointed. I expected

Novak is all charm and smiles. He

tapping my chin with a freshly painted fingernail. They were the only thing I had a choice on. The twin’s mom wanted

have the blood of Alec and Tori’s