Mated to the Alpha Twins

Read Mated to the Alpha Twins [by Jane Doe] Chapter 8 – After my pointless conversation with Melissa, I hopped in the shower.

My body refused to put me out of my misery and allow me some restful sleep.

Instead, I laid awake staring at the chipped ceiling mulling over what Alec and Kade had said to me.

How could they possibly think I belonged to them? I had just started school here, and I hardly even knew them. Yet they claimed I belonged to them, as if they had known me forever.

It would’ve been easier to ignore the twins if I wasn’t feeling this annoyingly strange connection to the two of them. Sure, they were drop d**d gorgeous but some innate part of me wanted to be around them. It was as if my instincts were pushing me closer to them while the logical side of me pulled away. Nonetheless, my body seemed to react on it’s own under the twins touches as if it wanted to be claimed by them.

I had no choice but to go to school the next day. Melissa had a day off and the last thing I wanted was to be stuck inside with her and Frank. Their arguing would torment me enough.

I pulled myself from the bed with a tired groan. I had slept a total of four hours last night.

I grained as I looked down at the d***y pile of clothes in my room. I had completely forgotton to do my laundry yesterday, leaving me with minimal options on what to wear.

I had a floral t***h high dress, a pair of extremely short shorts, and one pair of fuzzy pajama pants.

Choosing the option that would grant me the least amount of attention, I slipped on the floral dress. I paired it with an old jean jacket I had available and a pair of ratty old sneakers.

My eyes were bright and somewhat bloodshot as I stared into the mirror. I glared at the bags forming under my eyes and silently cursed the twins.

I came downstairs at the last minute, ignoring the d***h glares Melissa shot my way.

“Aurora, come here for a minute.” Melissa called out, and I ground my teeth together.

My body instinctively clenched as I approached the woman who had carried me in her womb for 9 months.

“Yes?” I pursed my lips and stared into her pale eyes.

When I had first moved in with Melissa, it hurt to look at her. Every time I looked into her pale eyes, I saw what she could’ve been. She could’ve been the Mom to teach me about boys, to take me out to the mall and spend afternoons laughing and watching movies.

She could’ve been so much more if she had only tried, if she had only cared in the slightest.

Over time I stopped seeing what she could’ve been. Now, I only saw her for what she was.

Something lurked in her pale eyes,and I knew any kindness she portrayed would be false.

“Why don’t you call the social worker and tell her you were just being dramatic.” Melissa said nonchalantly, dismissing it with a wave of her hand.

“Why would I do that?” I frowned, crossing my arms as I looked into her blue eyes.

Frank sat off to the side in his recliner, watching something on the TV. I purposefully kept my eyes away from him.

“I’ll tell you what, if you do I’ll split the checks with you.” Melissa’s voice was unusually soft, and I wondered how much effort she put into her words.

On extremely rare occasions Melissa would say or do something that made my insides hurt with longing. The softness in her voice caused a sharp pain to radiate through my chest, wishing she wasn’t putting on a cheap facade.

“Think of how much that could help for college.” Melissa pointed out, and my chest continued aching.

I had no idea she even knew of my plans for college. I certainly had never told her, and she never asked.

I clenched my teeth and fought against the pain, “Let me think about it.”

“Of course.” Melissa nodded, turning back to her task in the kitchen.

turned my back and

school.” Her words sliced through me like a knife, and

and for once I desperately wanted to walk to

in the back of my eyes, making my head and

against any pain Melissa could cause, she did something that

I wanted to be loved and accepted. She’d pretend to care for as long as it took to get her way, reverting back to her usual self

at me, pulling out of the driveway

a few seconds to compose myself, and chase away

forced the word from my

I was beginning to truly appreciate about Tori. When you wanted to drop the subject, she didn’t fight it. She simply went with

Tori smiled, nodding

it for a few years.

take you shopping sometime.” Tori sighed and

I raised my

you-” She started, but

clothes.” I shook my

to pay me back.” Tori rolled her eyes at me, “My

maybe will you be satisfied?” I lifted my eyebrow at her, grimacing

I

eyes, but a

steps away from a yes.” Tori

from a no.” I snickered

average, and turned my homework in on time. School never came hard for me, it was everything

was just another speed

again sat on opposite sides of the table, leaving me to choose between

them looked cocky and gorgeous as they stared

heat uncomfortably as their dark

worn the fuzzy pajama pants

while the t-shirt her wore showed off his defined arms. Alec’s hair was intoxicatingly messy, and the leather jacket he

honest, I didn’t really have to choose who to sit next to. Kade was more stoic and serious than his brother,

randomly. Either way

sure the hem of my dress was tucked under

you this time.” Alec smirked at his brother, his eyes flickering dangerously as he looked

back of my own. There were a few wary glances from some of the other students,

a long sigh, setting my books on the desk and opening them to

low in my ear, making me

wondering if I can ever catch a break.” I stared pointedly at Alec and

fell on their chiseled faces. Even with my discomfort around them, I

a break, sweetheart?” Kade murmured in my ear,

much fun, little doll.” Alec’s devious

at the two of them, ignoring the feeling of blood rushing to my

two.” I grimaced at the two of

having fun?” Kade’s voice sounded amused, shooting goosebumps down my

obvious?” I mumbled, keeping

going to have to change that, brother.” Alec smirked, his

my attention on the teacher for the remainder of class, but Alec’s words stuck with me. Something about the way he said them held some underlying meaning. My

class was quite

as usual, but that didn’t stop Grace from being

I could ignore the snide comments and insults, but

friends, “The little freak didn’t show up