Rejecting the Alpha Twins

Chapter 78

Xavier POV

Beta Johnathon Who would have guessed that old bastard was still alive? Not only that but the asshole had engineered this whole master plan in onder to get revenge and take over the Blood Moon Pack, installing his daughter and wife as the new leaders I pushed Regan out of the way of another incoming fireball and shifted, seeing her do the same. At least in wolf form, we stood some kind of chance of being able to dodge them a lot more quickly. I expected Beta Johnathon to do the same, but he remained in human form and I wondered if the magic he used, the fireballs he was able to throw, only worked if he stayed human. It made a sickening sort of sense and made him somewhat vulnerable, but only if we could take advantage of it had so far I was struggling to find an opening in which I could take him down

He threw another fireball and the tree behind me erupted into flames. Regan was nowhere to be seen. I hoped she had the sense to run, while I kept Beta Johnathon’s focus on me. I didn’t want to see her injured and the fireballs looked deadly Beta Johnathon continued to glower, throwing fireball after fireball as I weaved and dodged, branches of several trees alighting on fire as he continued to miss me, some of the fireballs only by inches

“You might as well give up lad, eventually one of those is going to hit he chuckled “I can do this all day whereas you will eventually tire.

It he kept this up he would burn down the entire forest, I thought grimly, trying to subtly scan the surroundings for Regan without giving it away. At this rate, he would kill us all, including himself if he didn’t stop somehow I didn’t think he was thinking rationally though, or maybe he intended to die taking us with him?

Johnathon laughed and turned, throwing a fireball at an approaching Regan. She barely jumped out of the way in time. “It’s rude to sneak up on people” he growled.

Regan disappeared back into the trees. Johnathon fixed his eyes back on me. This time a fireball appeared in his hand, but he kept it there, floating in mid–air, a wry smile on his face.

“Do you know how freeing it is to have no soul?” he said conversationally, his eyes darting between the trees as he listened out for Regan “It’s like floating. There’s no fear, no remorse. It’s like you are an empty shell and there is nothing left inside but a burning desire for revenge. You don’t feel anything remotely close to apologetic” he chuckled “and you will do anything to ensure that you get what you sacrificed your soul for

I growled, lunging towards him, and felt a fireball hit my fur. I sprawled backward, hitting the dirt, and frantically rolled over and over in order to put the flames out. I heard his maniacal laugh.

y a small taste of what is still to come he declared, throwing another.

That was

only a

1scrambled to my feet and moved, just missing being hit again. I snarled.

“How frustrating it must be to know you’ve been outsmarted by the man you chose to banish and make into a rogue,” he said, throwing another one and making me leap high into the air in order to avoid it.

“How angry you must feel to know that your father is going to join the dead soon he continued, his voice filled with glee.

Another fireball. This time I ducked my head, the fireball hitting a bush. There was fire all around us trow. Beta Johnathon. looked unconcerned, but I could feel the heat surrounding us. Leaves were dropping to the floor and slowly sizzling, and branches were falling. It was chaotic and yet, I didn’t dare take my eyes off of him. He looked around frowning. “Where is that useless daughter of mine” he grinned “I intend to kill her to and present her head on a platter to my darling Isabelle” he added, peering into the trees and scowling.

His attitude had certainly changed in regards to Heather and Isabelle or had his desire for revenge simply caused his thoughts to become skewed? He had always shown preference for Isabelle but this bordered beyond that

He shrugged. “No matter. I will find her after I have taken care of you.”

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Another fireball but this one connects with my chest. I feel the pins of the heat as it burns me. I howl erupts from my throat. I collapse, batting at the flames, my fur dark and tinged. It hurts Part of my fur has burned away, and the flesh underneath is red and angry. He strides closer

Whoosh. Another fireball. 1 manage to bat it and before it causes too much damage, but he’s close now and throwing them haphazardly in quick succession. More hit me and more fur buds away, revealing the skin beneath as it begins to blister and bubble. Howls fill the air. Where is Alyssa! Is she safe? Has she goje towards the pack house? If my mate is safe, then I can at least die with the knowledge that I have saved her.

Beta Johnathon stands over me, a glint in his eyes. I’ve been dreaming of this day since you banished me from the pack you little bastard” he growls “thinking of how you embarrassed me in front of everyone. Now they will know that I was the superior fighter all along and that you were bothing but a weakling and a coward. I won’t forget about your precious mate Regan either. Im going to ensure that her death is painful, just like yours.”

I snarled, attempting to get back to my feet. The bastard wasn’t laying a finger on my mate. He spread out his hand and I stared at it. This was the moment. This was it. Even if I dodged this one, my body was severely slowed by the pain I was feeling. I watched in silence as a fireball began to slowly appear in his upturned hand. I closed my eyes, wishing that Regan would get away safely,

A strangled scream. My eyes shoot open. Beta Johnathon is sinking to his knees, his mouth open in shock. Regan. She didn’t leave me behind after all. Instead, she’s in human form, naked, covered in mud to hide her scent. She’s standing behind Bet Johnathon and protruding from his back is a large silver dagger. One that I had packed in the bottom of my bag in case it was needed. I had forgotten about it until now. Regan must have backtracked and managed to get her hands on it without Beta Johnathon and me realizing. My eyes widen. She grabs the dagger and yanks it out of her father and then plunges it back in, a wild look in her eyes. He screams, his body slumping to the ground. In his agony, the fireball he had produced has sizzled out and faded into nothingness.

“You bitch,” Johnathon’s voice is barely a whisper but could be heard clearly as he falls onto his stomach and stares up “you’re going to pay for this.”

“No. Father” Regan spits out, grabbing the dagger again and then placing it across his neck as his eyes widen. “I won’t but you will. You tried to kill my mate” she growled.

open. Blood She doesn’t hesitate. I’m unable to believe what I’m seeing as she drags the dagger across his neck, slicing it pours out of the wound. Johnathon makes a gurgling sound and then the light slowly disappears from his eyes. She’s killed him. He’s no longer a threat. I get to my feet and then shift, winging at the pain in my body. Regan drops the knife, rushing

over to me.

“You’re hurt,” she says, her voice hitched

“I’ll live,” I said, my wolf already working hard to heal the burns, glancing closely at Regan’s hand. “You’re burnt too.

The blade of the dagger had been silver. Regan had burnt her hand as she held onto the dagger and plunged it into her father. I went to touch her hand, but she pulled it away and shook her head. “I live,” she said wryly, mimicking my words.

We glanced at Johnathon’s body. “We can bury him if you want suggested to Regan.

my father. The forest is on fire. We shouldn’t waste time giving him a She shakes her head. “I no longer think of him as burial. Let the fire take him” she said darkly. “We should get back to the pack house. Can you walk?”

ent to hell. arm over her shoulder and slowly began to walk with her. “Let’s go before the fire decides it wants us as well” Neither one of us looked back over our shoulder or at Johnathons body. He was about to burn and I hoped he went to

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him. I had killed my own father, my own flesh and blood. I had dealt the deadly blow that caused the light to fade from his eyes and his body to slump to the ground. Even though he had connived with Heather and Isabelle, there was still regret inside of me for what I had been forced to do. If only my father had simply seen the choices he’d made and become good, there might still have been some hope for him, I thought bleakly, but he’d chosen to remain the evil bastard that he was and now he’d paid the ultimate consequence. Death. At my hands. My stomach continues to churn. Even though we had washed the blood off and the mud, I still felt dirty all over. It’s as though I can still see all the blood,

kill both of us.” Xavier’s voice is soothing as he attempts to comfort me, perhaps reading

know, but that still doesn’t make me feel better” I

father’s eyes and the image of him dropping to the ground would haunt me in my dreams. Now I had no father or mother. Heather and Isabelle ironically were all I had left and they were

had to be you” Xander’s voice is filled with self–depreciation “I should have been able to

in silence. If we kept up this pace, we would make it back to the pack

are going to feel when they see us” I murmured, now recognizing some of the

will come as

back towards the pack house, he would have cut us off.”

to kill us both. He

sparkled. Xavier sighed, looking somewhat relieved himself. To our surprise, as we stepped over the boundary line, a large black wolf came to meet us. Xander. My heart swelled with joy. He gave a low growl and then shifted. Before he could speak, I had lunged at him and wrapped my arms

tiptoes and fiercely claimed his lips, liking the way he grabbed the back

each other reluctantly while Xavier folded his arms across his

meet us here for a conversation and biscuits,” he said teasingly and Xander shook his head, glancing at me

claims to be pregnant with my child” he glances

looks surprised by my lack of anger.

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we’ll deal with it. It’s not your fault.”

and that he would be having it with my stepsister, even though she had engineered it. He was my mate, and I should be the one bearing his

nods at me, wrapping one arm around my waist while Xavier puts a hand on my

“Where’s father?”

the room.”

just nods grimly. I know we’ll come up with a way to find a method to give him the antidote in the morning without arousing suspicion. But as we get nearer to the pack house, Isabelle is

Xavier” she trilled, her voice making me wince at the ear–piercing noise it made.

at her.

yet. Either that or her clothes were hiding her bump remarkably well. She saw and put her hand to her stomach gloating. “I take it that Xander has told you the exciting news,” she said with excitement “We’re going to have a

“It must hurt to know that I’m going to be the

despite

me in concern. “You have no business taunting Regan right now. I still demand a paternity test” he added scornfully, although I knew it

Mala had said so. As if to further add insult to injury, Isabelle withdrew some papers from her bosom and

pale. “Regan, I swear. I didn’t…” he trails off as Isabelle smirks at me.

her” I cast a disgusted gaze at Isabelle “We can discuss this

looks disappointed by my lack of reaction. The truth is I’m barely holding it together. Between my father’s death and her conniving,

Regan,” she said

does she want Regan for?”

needs to know

going alone” Xander protests. “Neither of us trusts you”

go then. It’s no

is fuming. “I have a few choice words to say to this bitch” he declared.

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the first time that he has left his room, according to Xander, since we left, and something tells me that this is not good. Heather looks too smug and that alone is enough to unsettle me. Regan casts me an uneasy glance but Xander remains stony–faced. Whatever this is. I rationalize, we will face it together. All we had to

my attention that you are trying to take my

tone was filled

plan to do no such thing. Father, can’t you tell that this woman is spewing lies” he blurted out, motioning to Heather whose smile

carefully laid trap. I glared at her, feeling frustrated and fighting the urge to shake some sense into my father, knowing it would do no good. Without the antidote, he would only continue to believe Heather and neither of us. Still, it

about my mate like that? How dare you imply that she is lying? I have always known you two were ambitious, but to plot to kill me, your own father” he shook his head in sorrow “I cannot even begin to tell

her voice shaking slightly in fear, her eyes wide with disbelief, “your sons would

my father points at her “are an accomplice to their misdeeds. As their mate, you have helped them to do this. You are

dropped open in shock. For a moment she looked dumbfounded by the accusation. None of us had any idea that this was what was in store for us when we first entered the study. You had to hand it to Heather Ramona, she had planned for everything. She was smarter than

tight. “What proof do you have that we are attempting to kill you?” he asked

nothing. It was a reasonable question but

in your room, I would never have guessed that you had been slowly poisoning me in order to make me ill. It was lucky that she

closing around the vial in the bag and slowly withdrawing it, my hand keeping it well hidden from prying eyes. “We are your sons, we would never…” I trailed off

had him well and truly wrapped