Rejecting the Alpha Twins

Chapter 8

Regan POV

1 am in a state of shock. I was completely taken by surprise by what happened in that study hack at the pack house: Frant believe that my father went to such lengths to keep me in this pick, going so far as to demand a legal document from the Alpha and Luna. I can’t swallow my tongue any longer as I stand there fuming, my father walking through the door, with a wide smile of satisfaction on his face. There’s a sparkle in his eyes, a spring in his steps, whereas Heather has already left the house to go do some shopping.

“How could you I accuse as he shuts the door, my fury rising “How could you do that to me?” I shouted.

His eyes go cold and darken. “I did what I had to. I told you that you were never leaving this pack, and I meant it” he said with a growl “Now you don’t have a choice.”

His tone is gloating as he looks me in the eyes, unrepentantly.

“That was my future” I was beyond reckless as my fury continued to grow. “Now you’ve all but condemned me to become an omega at the packhouse for the rest of my life” I screamed “How can you hate me this much?”

I was sobbing by now. The thought of being in this pack forever, was breaking me inside.

“Easily. Because of you, my mate died” he growled, “and as for being an omega at the pack house, it’s the least you deserve. Be thankful they were willing to take you, even pay you for your work” he added.

1 stared at him, tears trailing down my cheeks “Be thankful” I whispered brokenly “Be thankful for what? Being a slave? Being bullied? Being hated?” I shook my head, feeling bitter. “If you were looking for a way to get your revenge on me, you couldn’t have planned it any better. Nothing I do is ever going to make up for that day, is it?” I demanded, feeling hysterical “Nothing is going to take that pain away? You’re always going to blame me because it’s easier that way. None of you want to remember your own failures,”

“You shut your damn mouth” he glares at me, making a menacing gesture as I stand there motionless. “You don’t get to speak to me this way. I am your father” he began, drawing his shoulders back and staring at me with a frosty expression.

laugh “You are not my father. We might share blood” I give him a look filled with disgust and pure hatred “but you are not a father to me. My father died the same day my mother did” I whispered, my heart feeling like it was breaking into a million tiny pieces “and I have never seen that same man again. You are just a stranger to me” 1, told him, unspeakable pain shooting through me, the kind that almost paralyzes you “and Mother would never have wanted you to act

me here, I had felt as though they had betrayed me. All of them.

the room. “I told you

speak of her.

watching as his eyes darkened and narrowed as he continued to regard me, “Because it hurts to talk about her? Or because you know she would be ashamed of how you act

stalked towards me. I felt apprehensive but forced back my fear, my heart racing loudly in my chest. He grabbed my arm, yanking it roughly as I gave a sharp cry

“You should know by now that I won’t tolerate it. None of it he

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Chapter 8

to get back up. before I felt the whip against my back. Whack. Even through the Jabric, I felt the

incensed, the whip striking me again “Just to

fell forward, tears trickling down my face as I openly sobbed. I

I hesitated.

snapped “of I will add another strike for each time you continue to disobey me.”

holding himself back when it came to using the whip, his strength and force formidable. My cries grew louder, my shrieks and even screams flooding the room. I could

again” my father’s voice is cold and comes from behind me, “or question my actions. You’re lucky that 1 even

hose