Rejecting the Alpha Twins

Chapter 54

Xavier POV

As we walk onto the grounds, Regan’s eyes are lit with wonder, taking in the fairy lights, the large bonfire, the tables and chairs, and the refreshments and food. Pack members are everywhere socializing; some are dancing with each other, while others eat and drink. The omegas are walking around, and 1 quickly grab two glasses of champagne, one for me and one for her, while Xander grabs one for himself. I hand Regan a glass she screws up her nose, looking down at the glass doubtfully. I remember that she hadn’t had champagne before, let alone alcohol, and gave a small smile to myself.

“Try it I urged, and she willingly parted her luscious pink lips, sipping delicately at the liquid and letting it trickle down her

throat.

1 gulped at the seductive picture she made, willing my lower body not to react as I watched.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she looked at me and Xander with a wide smile, “It’s fruity,” she exclaimed.

“We figured you were more of the sweet kind” I teased, and she grinned, taking another sip and looking around, her eyes appreciative and her excitement continuing to grow.

“It’s so beautiful” she whispers, glancing around everywhere.

“May I have this dance?” I asked her, giving a small bow as she giggled and Xander glared at me, causing Regan to study us both thoughtfully, her eyes twinkling as she considered what to do.

“You both may have this dance she corrects us with a grin, as Xander puts hers and his glass aside and I put mine down ona nearby table.

We move a little closer to the bonfire, putting our hands on her waist, my body pressing up against the front of her, Xanders, against the back, wedging her between the both of us. It’s insting, putting our mate in the middle, protecting her while also being possessive at the same time.

God, she smells so good. My mouth is salivating while my wolf growling and groaning inside of my mind. Just being near Regan is enough to make my wolf feel like it’s going insane. My hand moves up and down her ribs, lightly stroking them. causing her to suck in a breath, while I can see Xander touching her hips and the small of her back with his hands. I nibble on one earlobe, causing her to moan and Xander begins to kiss the nape of her neck, causing Regan to fling her head back slightly, granting us easier access as our hands roam over her body, our desire for her surging to the surface, along with our wolves. It’s the first time she’s let us touch her so freely and we are cautious, not wanting to take too much advantage, but enjoying the feel of our mate and the trust she’s showing in the both of us. I meet Xander’s eyes, knowing he feels the same way. I grab her chin and kiss her lips, moving my hand to pull her body in against me before moving back slightly, Xander pulling her so that she turns her head to the side before he claims her lip as well in a possessive manner. She writhes against us, making me hard. I inwardly groan, my eyes feasting hungrily on my mate. I want to do so much more to her, but I’m also very aware of the crowd that is watching intently from the sidelines as we make certain everybody knows that Regan is ours without having to say it in words

She looks divine in the white dress she’s wearing. Her breasts are like perfect circular orbs, straining against the fabric and begging to be kissed. Her skin looks as though it’s glowing underneath the moonlight and her hair lightly sways in the breeze. She’s so beautiful. Like a goddess. I worship her, my mase, continuing to dance, the pack members watching from afar, my gaze on her and only her. Her hands begin to roam on my chest, doing her own exploration and surprising me. I hitch in a breath, as my wolf groans, enjoying the feel of her touch, as gentle and uncertain as it is. Not to be outdone, she stops and puts a hand on Xander’s chest, touching him as his eyes widen in shock. We’re no longer dancing, but our mate is touching us willingly and we’re not about to interrupt whatever spell she’s under. We’ve been waiting for this, for her to take some sort of initiative and show us some affection rather than the continual rejection that she’s exhibited towards us. For once, Regan is acting like a mate, like the Luna we have been dreaming of and it’s all we can do not to push her too far, even as we inwardly celebrate the change in her behavior regarding u

“Slut” a voice interrupts and we all stiffen at the blatant insult.

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Who has the nerve to call our mate a slut, right to our faces? I grow furious, watching with disappointment as Regan’s hand drops, stopping her exploration of my body. Damnit. My frustration is evident as I meet Xander’s eyes and turn to see none other than Isabelle’s friend Claudia, standing there with her arms folded across her chest and glaring at Regan who looks taken aback.

“What did you just call our mate?” I growled, my eyes beginning to darken, along with Xanders.

chosen mate, and you Isabelle was meant to be your She folds her arms across her chest and glares. “Slut. Because she is one. rejected her for this piece of trash” she growled, motioning at Regan. “Now she’s in the hospital and you act like this, for everyone to see? Have you no shame? No consideration for Isabelle’s feelings? Why am I not surprised” she spat.

Regan’s eyes go is.

bleak. “Isabelle is not our fated mate and Regan Who we decide to take as our mate is none of your damn business” I growled, clenching my hands into fists and facing the girl who seemed determined to make trouble “Isabelle ending up in the hospital had nothing to do with us” I denied.

the pack-listens; some of them beginning to murmur beneath their breaths. “She tried to “Didn’t it?” Claudia’s voice rises commit suicide because of what you did to her. What you both did to her she accused, “once you found out Regan was your mate, you cast Isabelle aside as though she was just a piece of garbage or trash to throw away. You didn’t care about her anymore, because you had her she gestures at Regan who is silent, staring down at the ground, her pallor pale “what kind of Alpha does that? You didn’t even have the decency to at least try and find another match for Isabelle to spare her the humiliation she snapped.

“Claudia, 1” Regan began to say but Isabelle’s friend interrupted her.

“Save it, Regan. Isabelle deserved to be the Luna of the pack, not you. You could still make this right you know” she added, folding her arms across her chest and staring Regan right in the eyes while Regan stared at her confused.

“Make it right?” she asked slowly, “how?”

I already knew what Claudia was about to suggest. I was not going to even contemplate such a ridiculous suggestion. “Don’t even think about it. Regan’s not going to reject us” I hissed “and we are not going to take Isabelle back as our chosen mate. Get that through your thick skull.”

Regan blanched. Claudia opened her mouth but another voice interrupted.

“Are you happy now Regan? Or will you only be happy once you have caused my death” the voice asked, low but clearly heard across the ground as we all looked towards the source, only to see none other than Isabelle herself, being wheeled across the grass in a wheelchair, looking pale and exhausted.

“Isabelle” breathed Claudia, springing forward to greet her friend and hugging her tight as the pack watched the scene unfold with interest. “Look at you” she exclaimed, looking down and screwing up her nose “You’re so weak” she cried.

“I lost a lot of blood” Isabelle rasped, “and I still have to recover ask again Regan, will you be happy once I’m dead?” she repeated, bringing everybody’s attention back to her “because I Gunnot keep living this miserable existence that you and your mates continue to subject me to, simply out of a pathetic jealousy that no longer applies

She had everyone’s attention now. I stepped in front of Regan protectively, glaring down at Isabelle who looked as though she was thoroughly enjoying herself.

“No one cares what you have to say, Isabelle, you are still banned from being near Regan and the pack house“I warned.

She was here to stir up trouble and I was going to make sure that nipped that in the bud right now, so that Regan could still enjoy her birthday party, but fate intervened.

“We care what she has to say a voice cut out and our eyes swung up to see clearing.

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wheelchair. The elders stand there, looking at the girl, some with sympathy, while Xander and Navier cast scathing glances at her. I can feel myself beginning to tremble, as the elders wait for the Alpha twins to speak. The elders are earlier than anybody expected them to be. We tight we might have a few more days at best, but

front of us. “Forgive our rudeness.

It’s obvious that she is unable to cause any trouble. in the condition she is currently in and yet you are treating her with hostility, as

his face.

am afraid of the elders. They intimidate me. They have the power to abolish packs if they choose to. The pack is silent as everybody waits for the twins to speak up. Alpha Jackson, or rather the twins’s father is silent, watching his sons

mate’s eighteenth birthday party sir” Xander speaks up respectfully, even as they continue to stand. in front of me

only makes the elders even more curious, their heads craning as they try to look at me

is your mate?” one of the elder women asks, their

said quietly, shocking myself and

elders glanced at me, some of them looking

are marked,” The first man said and then looked at the Alpha twins. “But neither of

me that could be a problem. While the twins had marked me without my consent, I was not about to mark them until I felt like I was ready to. I clutched both of my hands together, wringing them, while Isabelle smiled viciously in the background, a look of triumph

for our mate to decide, Xavier said steadily, refusing to be

tone surprisingly gentle, “does it matter that the

Isabelle Ramona’s case against the Alpha twine. If she has been wronged, there is every chance that she could retain the title of their chosen mate as intended,

at the elders in disbelief, while Isabelle continued to gloat in the background, her smile growing wider and wider. Xavier looked at the elders angrily. “You have no right to do that he snarled, looking on the verge

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are here. Not to mention oversering your father’s trial as well” he concluded. “However, that is all something that can wait until the morrow” he added, glancing around at the park members who were all staring hard

anything. Dominick looked pleased with the reaction he was

everyone.

is an excellent idea” Alpha Jackson strode forward, Leaking up the tension and speaking quietly. “My sons are celebrating with their mate right now. Please, allow me to show you to your accommodations he suggested as I tried not to breath a sigh of relief

about the elders and the so–called trials tomorrow as the Alpha shot a glance at

“Very well. I expect to see you and elle Ramona in the study tomorrow morning to discuss this matter, as well as Regan Lourdes. For now, Isabelle remains at this party, like any other pack member,

Isabelle’s voice is gleeful as we glare at

glancing at Isabelle and shaking his head “and that

that I will,” Isabelle said, smiling cunningly at us as the

back of the elders. Both of them looked fit to be

to Xavier “Xavier, the elders can’t do that, can they?” I asked lowly, “They) can’t make you take Isabelle for your mate if

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show this much interest in pack business to begin with but if they rule that we broke some sort of contract illegally, or wronged Isabelle in a way that is deemed to make it detrimental for her to

and how we worded it. Even though we broke it. Isabelle knew the possibility

sink as I looked at the glint in Isabelle’s eyes.

of ways?” I asked, my voice barely above a

offer reparations, such as

I had my doubts that she would go for that. She wanted my mates, I could tell I gritted

Xavier POV

my father, Isabelle, and Heather Ramona, along with all of the elders. Thank goodness the study is so large and capable of housing all of us, with chairs placed along the back for everybody to sit, although most of the elders remain standing,

us blandly as we

is in a wheelchair once more and Heather stands Regan sits between me and Xander, our father on my behind her, holding onto the handles, causing both

case, glee in our

anger

Elder Dominick murmurs, not fazed in the slightest as he calmly sits down and regards

against Alpha Jackson shall we” he says turning to our father who nods Lightly. “It’s been suggested that you murdered your wife and unfairly dismissed Beta Johnathon

to our mate who solemnly nods in agreement, “for years. We have the hospital records if you desire to look them over as visible proof” he gestures to a folder that is sitting on the desk, which I have to hazard the elders have already looked through as none of them make a move. “I felt that as the Alpha of the pack, it was

Elder Dominick. Evidently, that information had not been divulged to the elders or they were sturned at hearing it come from the Alpha himself. Elder Dominick looked just as shocked as

and made him a rogue, along with my wife

wife killed then?” another elder interrupted, looking at the others who were also nodding, looking just as perplexed. “I am struggling to see

the answers but maybe they wanted to hear the truth from my father’s own lips to ensure they weren’t being

the dungeon to be banished, she attempted to kill one of my sons and Regan got in her way. Regan almost died as a result. I killed her, for daring

not blame him. Me and Xander were just as angry. There was no need for them to have come here. Somebody had summoned

truth?” Elder Dominick looks at Regan for confirmation and

his son’s life that day. The fact she was willing to murder her own child, is

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or fathom, and I wholeheartedly support him in what must have been an extremely

slightly shaking at the end.

death, but our mother had chosen her fate when she did what she did. We could not blame. Regan for it. We did not blame

elders who were metering under their breath. They all looked convinced by my father’s testimony, none of them looked as though they were

were speaking the truth, with the account you just gave, everything matches exactly what they told us. We have also used the Alpha tone on them” he admitted “but it was unnecessary, I happen to have the opinion” he glanced over his shoulder and the other elders fixed their eyes on him, their gazes intent “that what you did, was justifiable. Your punishment was more

at all costs. I wanted to

of ours and their time. Elder Dominick gave a wry smile. “The charges against you Alpha Jackson have been judged to be null and

Regan still looked worried. Isabelle was frowning. She didn’t look pleased at all. This had not gone the way she expected. I was happy, however. I shot a look filled with daggers at Isabelle, but she fixed a weary look on her face and slumped in her wheelchair, adopting a pitiful and weak look that the elders seemed to be eating up I fought back the urge to stranger her with my bare hands, instead choosing to look

have been dismissed, there is still the other case to be heard, regarding both of your sons Alpha Jackson Elder Dominick declared, clearing his throat. “It has been stipulated that both Alpha

Xander POV

and his voice changes to a softer, gentler tone, making me scowl at him. “Isabelle, I would very much like to hear what you have to say, if you feel up to talking,” he

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more than capable of talking. She was milking her suicide attempt for all she was worth. Elder Dominick shot me a warning look as Isagelle cleared her

it whenever she wasn’t the house or when she was locked away in her bedroom. He was always careful to

be playing into Isabelle’s hands. She exhales and grits her teeth as Isabelle carefully continues. “He would beat my mother in front of me if I didn’t do as he asked. He never hit us as much as he hit Regan she admitted “but that didn’t mean we weren’t victims too. He would demand we hurt her.” She fixed big, tearful eyes on Regan who stiffened, “or we would be hurt in return. I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t take the pain, she began to cry,

her sharply. “If you were abused so much, you would have had to visit the hospital like I did. Where

Isabelle’s act at all. Neither were we, but the

Yours was meant to be too” Isabelle sniffed and wiped her tears with the

couldn’t believe it. One elder