Rejecting the Alpha Twins

Chapter 121 Xavier POV

"Well, that was a bust" I scowled, kicking at the grass and sensing my brother's eyes on me. "A complete waste of time. Heather Ramona is most definitely nowhere at this so-called club" I wrinkled my nose in disgust and glared over my shoulder while Xander nodded in

agreement.

"It could have been true though," Xander said loyally, attempting to calm me down.

I snorted. "It was false information. Just wait until I get my hands on that piece of shit that gave us the details" I mapped

I was going to wring his neck and make him sorry he had ever been born. We had wasted valuable time in tracking down what had turned out to be nothing more than a false lead. Great.

"Just calm down. It's no harm no foul" Xander said placidly "We'll just go back to the pack and check on Regan. There's nothing to worry about" he added with an exhale.

"I don't like it" I scowled. "I don't like that Heather Ramona is still out there somewhere, biding her time until we let downs our guard. Do you still have Isabelle under guard?" I asked, watching Xander's eyes turn dark at the mention of her name. "Yes" he answered darkly "and so far she hasn't made a move. I would have thought that a devoted mother would have tried at least once to steal in and see her child but so far, we've had no luck."

He sounded repulsed by the fact Heather hadn't attempted to break in to see her own daughter. I, however, was not surprised. Heather Ramona didn't care about anyone but herself and her own survival. Isabelle in a coma was not going to be enough to lure her back. "Well, she did abandon Isabelle, so it's no surprise there. Besides, she's not stupid. She'll know it's a trap" I grumbled, as we made it to the car, the driver opening the doors and ushering us inside.

"I know you've been visiting Isabelle," I said, crossing my arms and eyeing my brother as the car took off. "What exactly is it you are hoping to see or find? You know she's not going to wake from that coma" I pointedly added.

Her fate was already set in stone. Even if Xander tried to appeal on her behalf, I could not allow him to change what we and the elders had already decreed.

He shifted on the chair. "I know, I kind of" he hesitated "I go to check on the baby" he blurted out "Make sure it's okay, talk to them" he added, glancing away, a sheepish expression on his face.

"Talk to the baby?" my mouth dropped open in shock.

Of all the things I had envisioned my brother saying, it had not been that. So, it wasn't Isabelle he was going to see, but his child. I was surprised but didn't fault him. However, it was still a sore point for Regan, so I guessed he was keeping it under wraps.

Hopefully, he and Regan would be able to work things out before the baby was born. Both of them seemed to have their own personal issues when it came to dealing with Isabelle and Xander's unborn child. I didn't want to interfere but I knew it affected me as well. I too, would be expected to treat the child as my own. Something, I hated to admit, I wasn't entirely sure I could do. It was no wonder Regan was filled with self-doubt because if I had to be honest, I was filled with the same doubts and fears. A child was innocent but that didn't change the way I felt about the whole situation.

my voice would be comforting" he

speak a word to Regan," I told him quietly "but eventually the subject is going to come

would be to let her go. Waking her up to execute her seems rather over the top" I added "and more than a little cruel considering we've used her as an

the child, my child, when they grow up? How can I tell them that I killed their mother and forced them into a coma to give birth to the child? It makes me sound like a monster," he said

Why hadn't he spoken to me earlier? I would have attempted

know the full circumstances surrounding their birth" I said, but even as

the truth, about who they

mind, that's a long way away," Xander said even

were to

it allowed me to bring up something else

slowly, looking at me

our Luna. Are you against having a wedding, the human custom of taking one's partner for the rest of our lives? I suspect that Regan would enjoy it

to his eyes. "You know, that could be the very thing that's needed right now. I can already picture her in a white dress" he added and I felt my mouth go dry as an image of Regan

in a wedding dress almost brought

"Now all we have

to be perfect. We couldn't

wants to get married?" he asked blankly "What's

I looked

wasn't coming across as very intelligent

he was a dim-witted child, "You can't just go,

sounded so coarse, so undignified. No girl would ever accept such a miserable

"I don't see why

to envision hitting him again "and because girls like it when you put a

that meets your damn stipulations. But you're in charge of the proposal" he mocked "seeing as I'm

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