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

fast as we did” Xander murmured

This was taking

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

murmuring in our mate’s ear 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 to move away, in case we got injured by her claws. I could see the desperation in her eyes, and bowed my head, feeling guilt–stricken. This was all

astonishment. 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, feeling myself overcome with a myriad of emotions, even as Xander slowly

us just yet” he murmured sounding slightly saddened by

and its sheer magnificence. No but she’s beautiful,” I

Xander frowned “If other packs get wind of this,

shrugged. “She’s already claimed” I pointed out nonchalantly,

pointed out as

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

she never does?” Xander pointed out dryly.

be her decision though.

shifting, our glances automatically going to our mate. To our surprise, Regan lay there, collapsed

part of her powers” Xander breathed as I strode over

the bed

paramount. As angry as she was with us, we would still do our best to keep

longingly, my throat tightening “I wish she

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Xander promised, also eyeing her “Just give her

how much time we could afford to give her and if

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Chapter 46

Regan POV

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

seemed like a dream or maybe a nightmare would be a more accurate description. The pain was unlike anything I had ever experienced before. Excruciating, I had been grateful, if not angry, for my mate’s prefence as they took some of the pain 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 me was a name that had entered my very consciousness, ringing in

“Snow.”

name for a white wolf, I thought slightly amused

that I refused to let them touch me while I was in my wolf form. I blamed them for my early transformation, 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

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

what

mine. Snow’s voice was quiet but also firm. I jolted, not used

think I’m being too harsh on them? I asked her, feeling

you. Your shift was unavoidable, and your birthday is in two days. You shifted

I told her silently, even as Snow sighed

and back for you. It would not kill you to just let them in, even a little.

My mouth began to water as I turned, meeting 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

whispered, even as their eyes began to light up in hope that this time, I might accept them.

as he fights his natural instinct to go to me, his breathing shaky. “We got worried when you left the pack house without telling anybody where you were going.”

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