Mated to the Alpha Twins

Read Mated to the Alpha Twins [by Jane Doe] Chapter 111 – Both Tori and I obliged, clearly wanting to hear more of what she might say.

“Things come to her at random, but do not press her too hard. Simple, straightforward questions. She becomes overwhelmed easily, and it takes hours to calm her down.” Mera frowned, gazing ahead to where Sabine tiptoed into the kitchen, her movements smooth and silent. “Just as well, do not say Novak seniors name. It triggers something in her, a vision–or perhaps a memory. All I know, is it is horrible enough to cause her to harm herself. So, speaking his name around her is forbidden.”

“You’re alright with us asking her some questions?” I asked, just a tad surprised, even with the boundaries she had set in place.

I could feel how much Mera loved her sister, how devoted she was to seeing to her every whim. Sabine had been through so much in those ten years, most of which I’m sure she couldn’t talk about, and Mera was determined to make up for every second of it. It was why she let Sabine paint the walls, pouring her emotions into the oils and acrylics, focusing her fear into the coarse bristles of the paint brush.

“I trust that you will not cause her unnecessary trauma.” Mera said with a strong voice, though not unkind. Her seafoam eyes flickered to where Sabine stood in the kitchen, standing over a pot of tea as her eyes once again went glossy. Within seconds, the vision had ended and Sabine resumed her humming. “I cannot begin to imagine what she’s seen, but any information she gives could provide us the upper hand.

I never had a reason to drink tea before, but with the way Sabine made it, I’d have to look into some myself. Incredibly sweet and floral, with a fruity undertone. There was none of that bitterness and old leaf taste I had experienced at the restaurant as a server. Even the lemon juice, which in fact had turned the tea purple, was steeped in sweetness.

We sat out back, where a screened in patio jutted out from the house. Padded chairs with hand painted cushions sat around a large glass top table, which had thin fines and wispy pink flowers decorated along the top. There were still a few dried-up cups of paint sitting towards the outer edge. Outside of the patio and down three small steps were a grill, covered in multicolored handprints.

“It’s nice to meet you, Sabine. All of your artwork is incredible.”‘ I told her in a kind voice once she took a seat at the table.

small teacups, a bowl of sugar cubes, and other little glass bottles in from the kitchen, flashing me a wink before sitting down. I knew very little about tea, but this seemed much more

twinkling and soft. Up close I could see that her eyes weren’t the same shade of seafoam as her sister, but a pale shade of sky blue. They were filled with dreams and nightmares, all of which were very much real. Her thin lips dropped as she read the confusion in my eyes as easily as I could feel her emotions, flitting

my head, letting a genuine smile form on my face. I could feel her relax, and marveled at how strange her emotions felt. They seemed to come from nowhere, rushing through her as

wavy strands of her golden hair falling from the clip that held it in place. She looked so proud of herself, so joyful that I couldn’t dare smother it. She plopped a few sugar cubes into her tea, and added a splash of cream before continuing. What she said next did nothing to dampen her mood, and everything to dampen my own. “Good, that’s very good. That

Sabine and I. Judging from the shock in her emotions, she had yet to hear Sabine utter a word about

asked softly, reaching out to

chaos will follow.” She murmured, pulling her hand away from Mera’s with downcast eyes. As quickly as they fogged over, it had vanished. She perked right up

was in–Zayne’s father’s pack.” I scowled, catching myself before his name slipped from my lips.” There has to be a way to find out who this assassin is, and her

out back, painting the pavement patio that made up a quarter of the backyard. I could hear her humming trickling in through the back door, but still wouldn’t risk saying his

Sabine is speaking of?” Kade asked, the depth to his voice made him come off as a bit aggressive. He cleared his throat and smirked down at me, hearing the big bad monster

one another, their eyes glazing over as their stream of thoughts

ask, but there’s

on his own. He let out a soft sigh, the short strands of his golden hair falling across his forehead. “We can ask this of

as the winds were harsh and the forest dense. Scents thinned out easily, carried off by distant winds. Those who weren’t protecting the town or watching for any intruders were protecting the very house where Sabine stayed, where we all stayed for the time