Rejecting the Alpha Twins

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Xander was the first to understand what I was implying, the color draining out of his face. “You think she intends to go back to the witches and offer my child as some sort of sacrifice for another spell or favor from them?” his tone was icy.

“Maybe,” I said doubtfully, “but why? She chose to have your child for a reason. She wanted your bloodline and a direct way to challenge the Alpha title. If she sacrificed the child, she wouldn’t have that option” I pointed–out, feeling as though I was missing something but not sure what that could be.

His expression cleared. “You’re right. She has to have every intention of giving birth to my child then, but how is she going to survive? There are rogues and danger in the forest and she’s not the greatest warrior” he added scornfully.

But there were several choices that Isabelle could take. I thought about what I would do if I was in her position and then I chose my words carefully. “If she was able to pass the child off as another Alpha’s, would they not take her in, grant her sanctuary, and offer protection in exchange for the heir they think is theirs?”

It was one option. Deceitful and cunning, which was right up Isabelle’s alley.

“She’s only a little bit along” Xander’s father agreed readily “but she would have to persuade an Alpha to sleep with her in order for that to work” he added narrowing his eyes “and most Alphas will wait for their mates unless they are stupid, or she has something to exchange besides that” he shifted on his feet, looking uncomfortable.

“Unless the Alpha is infertile and mateless?” my thoughts were moving rapidly to another solution, another way for Isabelle to scam her way into a pack and be accepted. “Then the heir would be accepted, and Heather Ramona could become Luna of another pack couldn’t she?” I asked.

After all, they would never settle for being simple pack members. They liked the luxurious lifestyle now that they had a taste of it. I doubted they would give it up. Isabelle liked the power of being in charge as well. She wouldn’t bow down to a Luna when she believed she deserved to be one or at least related to one.

“Who’s going to take those bitches in?” Xavier’s voice was incredulous. “All of this is speculation. They’ve gone underground. They aren’t that conniving” he burst out. “You’re giving them too much credit” he added sourly.

“Really? Because they were quite intelligent in seeking out the witches” I snapped, folding my hands across my chest and glowering at him.

“Because of Beta Johnathon,” my mate argued back, refusing to be cowed, “otherwise they would never have thought about

it.”

My father had been instrumental in their plans, I thought with a wince, but that didn’t mean that my suggestions were

wrong.

But Alpha Jackson was thoughtful. “Regan has made a good point. However, our first step is to search surrounding packs for Isabelle and Heather Ramona. I’ve put the request in for the elders, so much more can’t be done right now. If they continue to travel, we can continue to put out notices, but for now, why don’t you go and get some rest?” he suggested kindly, ducking his head. “We also have a funeral to arrange” he mumbled, his voice forlorn.

A funeral. For Malcolm who had been lost to us. I was lost for words, stumbling slightly as Xavier put his arm around me and began to help me up toward our room. I felt the urge to weep, the loss of a friend was almost too much to bear. We walked into the room and I felt Xander’s arm gently smooth my hair away.

kissing my temples, my forehead, and my cheeks

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eyes scanning over my body. I felt my body become heated. In the background, Xavier was already pulling his clothes off,

again, prying my legs apart as my head arched back, his tongue lightly beginning to circle

brought me to the heights of pleasure, my body writhing beneath him, my cries growing shriller as he suckled and licked my clit without mercy until I was almost sobbing. It was too much. It was as though he was trying to expel all thoughts of Isabelle out of his mind. He was like a man possessed. I came, my body

had this look about them, as though they needed this distraction desperately. It had been so long since we had been intimate. So long since we had spent

I whispered, my voice hitching, my hands roaming

guiding me onto his cock, my body obediently sliding down, my head flinging back at the feeling of his massive shaft filling me, my body quivering until he was fully inside

that you’re going to get away with just one of us taking you now,

I was used to them now. I felt Xavier’s hands grip me, my body falling forward onto his chest. I felt Xander moving behind me and I gulped. Suddenly I felt his finger penetrate my back entrance, cautiously

“Relax” Xander murmured.

groan. I felt him position himself and then he began to push, slowly, the head of his cock slowly bottoming inside of me. I arched my back, even as Xavier’s hands gently began to caress my sides. My body hummed. More, I wanted more. Xander pushed in further. I mewled. He pushed in all the way and I was in heaven. I could see both twins silently communicating with one another, their eyes on each other. Before I could move or before I could so much as make another sound, they began to move, one sliding out while the other pushed in, my body bouncing and grinding beneath them. They were ruthless. I came, repeatedly, my screams growing louder. This made them more determined to prolong their own releases. I sobbed, my nails digging into the sides of Xavier’s body as he smirked beneath me. I couldn’t take much more. They were killing me. It felt as though I hadn’t stopped cumming for the last few minutes. I cried out and then both boys gave a ferocious growl, stilling inside of me as they spilled

girl” they whispered in unison, and I closed my eyes, unable to keep them open any longer, my body aching and exhausted but a wide smile

They were still mine

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face as he stood there, facing the pack would remain with me forever. It wasn’t the first time we had lost a pack member but the circumstances were what made so memorable. Not to mention

is grave

the loss of a pack member as he is taken

taken in battle, nor was it taken defending the pack but taken by me as I was under the influence of a herb that made me susceptible to suggestions and dangerous, given to me by Isabelle and Heather Ramona. No amount of words I can say will

claim not to blame my father, they can’t help but feel some resentment for the loss of their son which is understandable. By now the pack is aware of what occurred and is sympathetic towards their Alpha while also feeling tragic for Malcolm and his family. My father bows his head, a look of despair crossing his face. “I don’t ask for forgiveness but merely that you say your last goodbyes to a man who will be sorely missed

of being our Beta,” my voice choked slightly. “His death is solely placed on those who have caused it. Isabelle and Heather Ramona will be found” I glanced around the pack, taking in the miserable expressions, wincing as the sobbing grew louder from Malcolm’s parents, “and we will seek justice for him. I am sorry for your loss, but know that he was courageous and someone to be proud of” I told them softly

He was also a single child and there would now be nobody to carry on the family line, causing further anguish for his parents. I gritted my teeth, feeling anger rising inside of me and

self–control. “I admired Malcolm for being such a good friend, for having the courage to stand up for what he believed in, and for remaining loyal, not just to us, but to our father the Alpha. He will be sorely missed, and I

was Regan’s touch was doing a lot to keep us calm and grounded. Otherwise, who knew

the moon goddess watch over you and guide you into a peaceful afterlife” Regan whispers, her voice shaking from raw

before weeping profusely and

of protesting this wasn’t his fault was getting through to him. He continued to blame himself. As

would like to, step up to the pyre and bid farewell to Malcolm for the last time” my father’s voice is loud, his eyes glancing