Mated to the Alpha Twins

Read Mated to the Alpha Twins [by Jane Doe] Chapter 102 – The entire room held its breath. Fear was a smog that thickened the air and rushed into my lungs like fumes of bleach. It stung and burned, nearly making me emit a nasty cough.

You could feel the tearing and shattering of alliances, opinions being formed and beliefs being questioned.

It wasn’t every day the High Table took in a potential soul-eater. Some instinctual side of me told me to use my gift, to tear the life from Marcus before he could utter another order.

Marcus’s eyes held mine, ice blue and full of acknowledgement. There was something strange in his perfectly cultivated emotions, a sort of interest that bordered on g******g.

The pieces clicked together in my mind, when ever so slightly, he tipped his head at me.

“Your move”, It said.

A question stood out in my mind, one that made my stomach sink. None of us had thought of it before, least of all myself.

That guard I had k****d at the decrepit house; we had left him there. Did Marcus know what a soul-eater’s victim looked like?

Judging from the look on his face, I’d say he knew exactly what it looked like.

He was waiting to see what I would do–to see if I’d unleash my power, or if I’d surrender to remain hidden.

I didn’t want to believe it, just as I didn’t want to believe I had k****d so many people already. Such a far cry from the girl I had been only months ago, from the human whose views never strayed from black and white.

The guards that ringed the room stepped forward, forming a semi circle around the booth that held all of us. I tried to gleam some bit of emotion from them, but for them, this wasn’t personal. They were following orders, no matter how callouses they might be.

Garrett’s face was grim, set-in harsh lines that looked chiseled from stone. I could feel the defiance in his emotions, the hatred and resistance radiating towards Marcus. Something inside my stomach fluttered at the thought of him giving a c**p about me, no matter how selfish the reasons might be.

The fact that I had people I could trust not to turn me in–not to abandon me when things became too hard, it meant more to me than anything in the world.

Three of the guards stepped forward, all with dark hair and expressionless eyes. Strapped to their waist was a silver knife with a jeweled hilt, and a dark colored pistol that I was near-positive shot silver bullets. One held a pair of thick silver cuffs in his hands, and something must have flashed behind my eyes, because they finally had the nerve to hesitate.

Just as they reached the booth, we all stood in, the main doors to the conference room slammed open.

Everyone’s attention was diverted, even the guards who were tasked at retrieving me. It wasn’t the noise that caused for such prolonged attention, but the man who came strolling through.

my panicked eyes darting up to where

room, down the carpeted path that separated the various packs that chose to attend. There were more now than ever, piling up as the staff continued to fill the

good. The crowd couldn’t feel the exhaustion in his bones, or the way his limbs felt sore and

with grey slacks, and had the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hair was freshly washed, still shimmering from the wetness. The stubble that had once coated his face was shaved, revealing smooth skin. The dimple in his cheek appeared as he smiled at the crowd, seemingly clueless to the

directly at Marcus Novak, seemed genuine and without

locked on my mate as he came to a stop at

on a lot, but at least I’ve returned for the fun.” Alec grinned jovially, giving Marcus a small bow. “I’d like to thank Marcus Novak for

was neutral, like scolding a mouthy teenager who needed to be taught a lesson. “Since our kind was created, this has been our government, and we

in the crowd that agreed with Marcus,

might be a stranger to our customs and rules, but I will not live beneath your thumb.” My voice shredded through the silence. Suddenly, all eyes were on me. Both accusing and curious. “There are many of us who see you for what you are Marcus Novak. I don’t fault them for staying silent, for protecting their packs and families

the room

Mera and Isaiah met Marcus’s gaze unflinchingly. They stood tall, fearless

me and

turned a blind eye to.” Mera’s light accent rang throughout the crowd, causing

other couples to stand as well. A middle-aged Alpha and Luna had stood, both with dark hair and fine lines etched onto their faces. The woman smiled at me, and while I could feel her endless compassion, she was just a tad

but it doesn’t matter. This was a start–proof that there were those who noticed things, who wanted the truth just as

did they know, my mates would never allow for me to be taken by Marcus. There are

restless. Marcus’s men keep inching closer, only to be backed up

They poison your thoughts, and some day, will own you and your abilities. I fear that our very species might come to an end should that day ever come.” Marcus frowned, ever so concerned about the people he was tasked to protect. There were murmurs throughout the crowd, a ripple of fear and anxiety as some actually believed what he had said. “I am not the enemy here, nor

all sound apart from a high-pitched buzzing. Strong arms that smelled of Kade, had yanked me

concerned face before my eyes darted around the room, trying to make sense

witnesses had ducked to the ground, startled from the shot that rang out. Those without the sense to duck immediately fled for

to my feet, wrapping his hand around the upper part of my arm to keep me close by. I stumbled a bit, but managed to find my ground

at the guard who lay d**d at my feet. The one who had jumped in front of the

in his arms before

Desmond’s face or the face of his men that would haunt me, nor would that guard trouble my memories. This man, the one who had given his life to save my own, I would never be able to remove his face from my head. It was a debt I’d never be able to pay, which made it even more important that

hand. He isn’t even interested in the fight, but is watching with murderous intent when Kade slashes his claws through a nearby soldier,

here!” Garrett snarled, looking back once before slamming his elbow into the stomach of a guard. He glanced towards his brother, who had a busted lip, but was otherwise unharmed. Julian nodded once, already knowing what his brother was asking. Garrett

to get her out of here, now!” The twin’s dad urged his sons with the voice of a drill Sargeant, a far cry from

he wasn’t comfortable, and that I wasn’t completely basking in his touch right now, but there had to be more that I could do. No, I didn’t want to go around soul-sucking everyone,