Rejecting the Alpha Twins

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

Xander POV

She looks so weak and vulnerable, lying deadly still in the hospital bed, connected to the IV, her long hair splayed across the pillow and her body now dressed in a plain white hospital gowns feel my throat constrict tightly, my concern evident, as Xavier sits on the opposite side, holding her hand which now seems almost too delicate, pale, and papery thin. I rub my eyes, perched on the edge of my own seat, remorse on my face.

“I should have pried harder about why she was moving so funny 1 muttered, shaking my head regretfully as Xavier glanced at me sharply “I knew something was wrong, but I just let it be because she was proving to be so stubborn.”

Why hadn’t I tried harder to pry out of her what was wrong? Why had I let her persuade me that everything was fine?

“Look where that led to Xavier snarled, angry not just with me but himself, gesturing at our mate with a scowl “She’s lying in the hospital with numerous injuries and a fever now because we were too blind and too daft to see how hurt she was.”

He sounded just as angry as I was with myself. I sighed and ran a hand through my hair, glancing up as the doctor in charge of Regan’s recovery began to join us, a tentative expression on his face. I did not like the expression on his face or the timidity of his nature at all. It did not bode well for Regan.

“Alpha Xavier, Alpha Xander, if it’s all the same to you, I would like to discuss Regan’s condition with you both, he said. quietly

“You’re going to break patient confidentiality?” I queried, glancing at Xavier who was equally stunned by the doctor’s actions. We had thought we would have to use our Alpha tone to get the doctor to do that, but it appeared that in this instance the doctor was more than willing to cooperate with both of us without us having to resort to threats. He shook his head. “In the usual circumstances, you would have to order me to,” he said wryly, reading our minds “but in this instance, I’m willing to make an exception based on my findings on her injuries. Considering she is to be the future Luna…” He trailed off and we nodded in understanding.

“How bad is it?” Xavier’s voice is quiet as he pushes a loose tendril of hair behind Regan’s head, his touch unusually gentle, He looks up at the doctor questioningly. I too, want to know the answer to the question.

The doctor hesitated. “Her injuries are extensive,” he said slowly and numerous. She has several broken ribs, minor bruises, and scabs, grazes all over her.”

I asked softly, glancing at Regan who had yet to

pinched the top of his nose. “The broken ribs will take a little longer to heal, but the bruises and the grazes are already beginning to fade. My concern is the other abuse she has suffered” he said looking us both in the

at Xavier who looked just as uncomprehending as I was. I coughed. “I know that in some instances Regan has been hit by the

it as well. I flushed

getting enough food or the proper nutrition” he added, causing

1/3

83%

Chapter 39

feeling despicable as

to it. My brother’s voice was strangled as he spoke his voice hoarse. “She told us we didn’t know what was happening in our own pack and she meant this, She’s been physically beaten

times. Her situation has become so drastic that once Regan realized the nurses were beginning to identify her from her visits, she stopped coming as often, which also would

the news. Immediately my anger rose and I lost control of my

Alpha or Luna? Didn’t you care what was happening to her? Didn’t you give a damn? Look at her I roared, gesturing wildly. “She could die because of you. Because of us” I amended, running a hand over

had been suffering and filled with our own self- importance.

respect Alpha Xander, we could not. We were under strict instructions from Beta Johnathon that we were to keep all records sealed and to keep silent regarding Regan’s condition. We feared that speaking up may make it worse for her, so we stopped informing Beta Johnathon that she was still coming here. He believes she stopped coming a long time

matter of fact as he looks down at her mate “Each one of us has failed her. She didn’t have anybody to go to, did she?” he asked the doctor who shook

to have caused a cataclysm of events in this pack in which the victim has become the one assigned the blame,” the doctor said cryptically. “I know not how it started, but Regan became the scapegoat for Celeste’s death and since then, she’s done nothing but suffer for it. Even at the hands

damn thing to do with me, or with Xavier. No wonder she wanted to leave this pack. I felt sick just remembering how we signed that document, forcing her to remain with us, without hearing

wake up?” my voice

mate. “There’s no way to tell. Physically she’s healing, but emotionally? She’s been through so much trauma and so much pain, that this might be her body’s way of dealing with it now. It’s shutting down so that it doesn’t have to deal with any of it anymore. Who could blame her?” he asked sympathetically. “If she does wake up, she’ll need time to recover from her injuries and to rest properly without more harm. Can