Rejecting the Alpha Twins

Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Xavier POV

“Regan, will you let us in?” I knocked softly on the bedroom do but there was no answer.

Not that I had expected there to be but there was always the fai lingering hope that she might decide to answer me or Xander. I was growing frustrated by her lack of response and feeling helpless as I tried to decide where to go from here.

I tried the door, but as usual, it was locked. I gave a frustrated growl, feeling on edge. Regan had been avoiding us since she had been brought back to the pack house, aligry that we had marked her without consent. We had been trying to give her space, but this was becoming beyond ridiculous. How long was die going to remain there, without speaking to us? We had tried apologizing, but she wasn’t ready to hear it. Who knew if she would ever feel ready or prepared enough to hear it?

“Regan” I shouted again, my voice louder than before.

Frustrated, I slaumed my hand on the door and knocked it off its hinges, with my Alpha strength. My eyes widened and then I moved the door aside and stepped inside, ignoring the chilly glance that Regan shot my way. She was seated on the bed, staring blankly out the window, her gaze directed at the forest that surrounded our property. Her lips were flattened and there was nothing but a bleakness in her eyes. She had looked like that back at the hospital, after the sedation. I put my hands in my pockets, uncertain how to begin now that 1 had made it into her bedroom.

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“Regan,” I said, my tone a lot softer, and she didn’t move from her spot, let alone move her head.

Damnit, this was infuriating. I could feel my jaw twitching as my anger began to rise. She was acting as though what we had done was the end of the world when Xander and I had no choice if we wanted to save her life. I reached out and grabbed her by the shoulders, violently shaking her in my frustration. I could hear her teeth chattering together but it didn’t stop me.

“Damnit Regan. You can be angry, you can hate us, but for fuck sake, talk to us. We did this” I motioned to her neck. watching her blink in shock, “to save your life. We didn’t want to see you die” I roared, feeling myself lose control of my temper.

To see her die would have made us want to die along with her. Couldn’t she understand that?

She looked at me and I inhaled sharply at the look of betrayal on her face, mixed in with devastation. “You marked me” she whispered, while I nodded, standing over her, feeling more miserable than I had in my entire life, my wolf devastated by h mate’s continual refusal to talk to us. “You.” She trailed off, her eyes widening as her body suddenly fell to the ground and she brought her knees up in pain

Something was wrong. I could feel a sense of dread inside me as moved to be by her side.

“Regan” my voice was sharp as I bent down, feeling her forehead as her cheeks grew flushed.

She was hot, so hot. Like she had a fever. Now that I looked more closely, I could see that she had a fever as well. Shit. This was bad. Xander ran in, alerted by my shouts, his foar palpable on his face as Regan groaned, her face contorting into an expression of pain as she clutched at her stomach in desperation

“She needs the hospital” I began to say, when her leg jerked and then broke, eliciting a scream from Regan as I gritted my teeth at the sound.

The other consequence of us marking her. An early transformation. It wasn’t her birthday yet, but it didn’t matter because we had intentionally marked her before her time. She was shifting, whether she wanted to or not. I glanced at Xander and both of us knelt down, putting our hands on her head, and stroking her hair as we fought to keep her calm. There was very little we could do, but we could touch her and take some of the pain, but she would still feel the majority of it.

“It’s going to be okay Regan” I whispered, knowing full well how painful the shift could be.

Just breathe okay” Xander whispered, as Regan began to whimper, “don’t fight it, it will only make it worse” he added.

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She opened her mouth and let out a bloodcurdling scream. I wined, wishing I could take her place and take all of the pain from her. I knew it would be worse if we weren’t touching her, or if we weren’t so close to her. My hand shook slightly as 1 stroked her head, Regan’s eyes closed in pain. I could hear the sounds of her bones adjusting and breaking and I could feel nothing but sympathy for our mate. This was agonizing to listen to

as we did”

minutes. This was taking much

I warned him “not to mention we brought the shift on early. Who knows what kind of effect that has on the amount

and doing our best to soothe her as she cried out and screamed. It was nerve–wracking. Soon she had almost shifted and Xander and I were forced

She was beautiful. Her wolf was a gorgeous white color, her fur pure as the driven snow, her eyes a clear crystal blue that reminded me of the blue lakes around here and there was a mark on the middle of her forehead. A crescent moon. The marking on her neck now made sense. She was a white wolf. Such wolves were extraordinarily rare. I remembered Regan’s mother and knew she hadn’t had a white wolf, but such wolves were said to be blessed by the moon goddess themselves and had nothing to do with lineage or bloodline. I swallowed hard,

has not forgiven us just yet” he murmured sounding

its presence and its sheer magnificence. No but she’s beautiful,” I said softly, as the wolf sat down

of this,

already claimed” I pointed out

pointed out as I stiffened, realization

careful and keep a close eye on her. Nobody has to know she is a white wolf just yet. We’ll keep her

does?” Xander pointed out

happens next will be her decision though.

to our mate. To our surprise, Regan lay there, collapsed on the floor, her clothes still

of her powers” Xander breathed as I strode

of energy shifting had taken. I placed her carefully on the bed and put her bedcovers back over her. I met my brother’s

agreeing with me. Regan’s safety was paramount. As angry as she was with us, we would still do our best to

“I wish she would

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promised, also eyeing

afford to give her and if she would ever

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Chapter 46

Regan POV

quickly doing my business and then washing my hands. As my eyes rose to look at myself in the mirror my eyes widened in shock as I looked at my hair. While my hair had been a lovely gorgeous earthy brown colour, there now remained a single large white streak down one side of it, causing me to look at it in shock. My hair had changed and I felt as though knew why that

from me, doing their best to calm me as I shifted before my birthday. My wolf had been pure white, I remembered distantly, a crease in my forehead as I turned away and walked into the room, changing my clothes absently and then heading slowly downstairs, but the only thing I remembered before darkness consumed

“Snow.”

for a white wolf, I thought slightly amused

for taking me away from my mother in the meadow. It seemed that all I did lately was blame them for my unfortunate circumstances. The more they tried to get close to me, the more I pulled away and the angrier I got. I reached the kitchen and began to grab some food,

once you’ve shifted? It was everybody else did when they changed. Usually, it wasn’t because they had been

what

mine. Snow’s voice was quiet but also firm. I jolted, not used to hearing another voice inside my head and feeling unaccustomedly warmed by the

on them? I asked her, feeling curious and

that you’re letting your anger get the best of you. Your shift was unavoidable, and your birthday is in two days. You

that I accepted them as mates I told her silently, even as Snow sighed in resignation.

and mine. They would go to hell and back for you. It would not kill you to just let them in, even a little. Put down

their eyes and feeling as though I had been struck hard with something in the chest. Mate. I felt the bond for the first time ever. I could feel the desire 1 had to be with them,

up in hope that this

standing there uneasily, his jaw clenched as he fights his natural instinct to go to me, his breathing shaky. “We

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