Mated to the Alpha Twins

Read Mated to the Alpha Twins [by Jane Doe] Chapter 99 – “You can’t, not yet.” Kade hissed, wrapping his arm around my waist to fasten me against his torso.

This was the first I had felt from him since he was taken, and now the bond between us was pulling me forward.

I only stopped squirming when I noticed Tori’s red face, and how she was currently backed up against Zayne Novak. The two of them were flattened against the house. I didn’t miss how his arm was wrapped around his waist, his fingers just an inch above her shirt line. His other hand still rested over her mouth, an attempt to silence her when the guard had come out to investigate. Her heart sounded like a distant helicopter, mirroring the sound of Zayne’s.

“Are you alright?” I asked her, when both Kade and Zayne finally let us go.

“I’m fine.” She huffed under her breath, which was a good enough answer for me at the moment.

“Guys, I got the window open.” Ava’s sudden outburst made me jump, and instinctively place a hand against my chest. Ava sauntered up to the four of us, seemingly clueless to what had just happened. “I got it open while you guys were–busy.”

Zayne went through the window first, before helping Tori and I through. Ava was next, and then Kade.

I was surprised that Zayne could actually get his hands d***y, but that in no way changed my opinion about the man. His styled hair and tailored suits made him seem neat and untouchable. This was the side of Zayne that little got to see, I suspected. The side that got his hands d***y–the side that had helped to free countless white wolves. Zayne Novak wasn’t black or white, but various shades of grey.

He helped the white wolves in his father’s clutches, the ones that would go unnoticed. He even helped Naveah and Isaac escape with their child, something Marcus was bound to notice. Yet, even with those good deeds, he remains at his father’s side. I’ll always be a bit biased though, considering he rejected my best-friend.

The bathroom we currently stood in was small. It fit the five of us, but just barely. The tile on the floor was cracked, and the toilet stained from years of dust and grime.

“There’s three in the living room.” Zayne murmured to us, wedging the door open just a millimeter. “You’ll have one chance before they rush you, Ava.”

“I got this.” Ava nodded confidently, plucking the headphone from her ear to wrap the chord around her neck.

Just as Ava maneuvered through the small bathroom to the door, Zayne leaned in close. It was impossible not to hear what he was telling her, though I knew the words weren’t meant for our ears.

“Do not s***w up and leave me to tell your parents they lost another kid.” He said, his voice hard but not cruel.

Ava gave him a long look before nodding. She then gripped the doorknob in her hand, her knuckles white around the tarnished metal. She inched the bathroom door open and slid outside. Melted into the hard planes of Kade’s torso, I peered through the slim crack in the door.

plates with half-eaten pizza on them, all of which looked at least a day old. A small television in the corner of the room played an old football rerun. All three

men sat. The speaker chatting away on the tv was the only thing covering the sound of her beating

knew that someone had broken into the house. One by one, they all stiffened. They were trying to feign nonchalance, so Ava could continue believing she

anticipated that, and flung her

the men was just about to stand from his chair, but froze mid-way. Three thuds sounded as the two slumped from their chairs, and the third

she k**l them?” I asked,

tried not to think of what I had done to Desmond, and instead forced

faith in her. “Ava’s young, so her abilities are still growing. All we know is they

three men were face first into the half-finished carpet of the

the unconscious men with the tip of her boot. “Big

going to be more in here.” Zayne warned her, scowling at the man on the floor. “Let’s hope they thought nothing of the

us to step out of the

room the guards used as a sleeping area. Once we were positive there were no more guards on the lower half of the

if it were some strange protective side of him, or if he truly didn’t feel like

saw them. One of the upstairs showers was running, crackling and spewing out water that smelled just a bit strange. I figured that shower was a blessing. Nothing like being stuck in a rundown house with ten men and a broken shower. With the stench of mold alone, it was a wonder they

back for this one.” Tori suggested with a shrug, “I’ll let you guys know if he gets out, but with the rate that water’s coming out, I’d be surprised if he finished within the

on Zayne. Deep within the depths of Kade’s eyes, there was a certain disappointment there. Even with Kade’s abrasive personality, he likes Tori. She was practically impossible not to get along with. To see his mate’s best-friend suffering from such a

Zayne, his gravelly voice

to sense the same thing, but refused to back down. I’ve been beginning to call it an Alpha’s arrogance, but it seemed to be

seafoam eyes darkened to that of stormy skies, where Kade’s hardened to onyx. Tori seemed to sense the same thing as I, even without the ability to

can finish this later, because right now is probably the worst moment for this conversation.” I snapped at the two of them, not bothering to tell either one to let it go. They were both too stubborn to drop their absolute hatred of one another. I turned and locked eyes with a seething Kade, which would have been

fire simply retreated, still burning within the depths of him. For now, though, his

grunted, placing a gentle hand at my back as we left Tori

as we continued onward, still protecting her as Zayne would. We could hear the dull murmur of voices further down the hall and in one of the rooms. At one point, we had crouch low to avoid a gaping hole in the wall. Through there, I could make out at least four

of that hallway was a door, with four men sitting around it. Another fold out plastic table had been set up, with beer cans and fast-food wrappers

never find this place. It technically existed under the name of Desmond Deville, who was rotting wherever Jaspar Fox had put him. The thought still churned my stomach, a side effect I wasn’t sure would ever fade. If it weren’t for Zayne’s information, would we ever have found this place?