Rejecting the Alpha Twins

Chapter 33

Xavier POV

I fling the hospital folder onto my father’s desk without announcing myself, startling him as he stares at me wide–eyed. Xander walks in behind me, his expression just as grim.

“What is this?” my father stammers, grabbing the file and begining to peruse it while my mother glances at it over his shoulder, her own eyes questioning.

“Regan’s hospital records for the last few years. All of the abuse he’s suffered and the treatments that have been provided. They were meant to be scaled and destroyed, but luckily for us, ene of the other doctors kept a copy on their computer at home. Who do you suppose ordered that Father?” I said sarcastically, glowering at them both.

My mother was busy reading, the blood draining out of her faces she saw the number of fractures, broken bones, and various other injuries that Regan had endured over the years. My father looked at me and my twin brother in disbelief “Surely it cannot be true” he began. “There has to be some sort of reason for all of this… he trailed off

“Believe it” I snarled, pinning him with my gaze and refusing to look away from him. “Beta Johnathon has been hiding this from all of us, for the last few years. I know you don’t like Regan I know the pack doesn’t, but we at least had some sort of duty of care towards her as a pack member” I shouted, losing control of my temper and exasperated with my parents who continued to ignore the obvious even when it was right in front of them.

My father’s mouth opened and closed, gaping like a fish. My mother’s voice was strangled. “Boys it’s not that easy to just simply” She whispered.

“What?” I interrupted her coldly, eyeing her with condemnation. “You are the Luna, it’s your job to protect the children and mothers in this pack. Did you just figure Regari wasn’t worth it because you blamed her for killing her mother? I can’t condone this” I gestured to the file sitting on our father’s desk, my throat seizing. “I can’t believe the level you went to ignore

it.”

I was still in a state of disbelief. How bould we have all been so bind for so long?

“I didn’t know” my father’s voice is grim. “Believe me, I have no qualms with Regan. I have never blamed her for her mother’s death. That was a tragic accident he said perplexed and glancing up at his wife who tightened her lips and avoided.

his gaze.

“Then why are you and Mother so cold towards her? Why have you let the pack abuse her so much? Why haven’t you stopped it?” I spat out, glowering at them.

coming across as cold towards her. I guess I

sure it’s just a misunderstanding” my mother tried to protest

was mother trying to play out? She knew this was no simple misunderstanding. This was abuse. The worst kind. I could see my father regarding

defending Beta johnathon so mich?” I snapped, feeling as though there was more to this than simply

“It’s just that he’s a friend..” she continued to

abusing his daughter then it’s our job to step in and protect Regan. We cannot let friendship stand in the way of doing what is right and

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bit her lip. “But think about what this will

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when it came to Regan, the one who had been abused

shaking my head at her “I do not give

Isabelle are equally a part of this. Even if they did not physically harm her, they were just as complicit by not saying anything” Xander’s voice is deadly quiet “and as such will also warrant punishment” he adds, causing the tension in the room

in the near future will be a good thing. For now, let us discuss this” he said,

the more chance they had to concoct some fantasy instead of speaking the truth. We could use the Alpha tone, but that was always a last resort. Although I wasn’t

with this too harshly?” I mean, this hardly needs

down at the ground, unable to protest any

to feel enraged once more. “I don’t trust that man not to run or find some

I will” Xander added in agreement, nodding

understood her strange desire to protect Beta Johnathon or why she continued to defend him when the proof

there

cloudy as he began to mind–link the Beta and his family. We waited feeling tense, while my mother folded her arms across her chest and avoided looking at all of us, I felt the rage increasing from my father, though he tried to hide it, his eyes