Mated to the Alpha Twins

Chapter 115

Read Mated to the Alpha Twins [by Jane Doe] Chapter 115 – As soon as the words left my lips, she dug her fingers into my arm, the icy claws of her magic latching onto me instantly. Cold flooded my senses, burning and aching as it sapped what little strength I had.

“Ariana, do I need to inform you that you are violating a direct order?” Zayne drawled in a bored, yet professional tone.

His piercing blue eyes bore holes into her face, but conveyed not an ounce of concern for my well-being. Part of me was terrified that this wasn’t just good acting, that the indifference in his eyes was placed there, built from years of practice.

After a few long seconds, Ariana released me.

I had just a few seconds to wonder if her abilities affected all white wolves the same way, before my legs gave out and I fell to the floor. My head was swimming, a steady drum beat as it throbbed miserably.

“Don’t play boss, Zayne. It certainly doesn’t suit you.” Ariana snickered, sending me a dark look that made me bite back a wicked snarl. Her voice was cruel and self-satisfied. “Besides, I’m a higher rank than you. The Alpha’s son.”

I fought to keep conscious, taking deep breaths whilst listening to the two of them argue. Slowly, the spots faded from my eyes, and I was able to pay more attention to the two of them.

It was becoming more and more clear that the only people Ariana seemed to tolerate were the Hound, and Marcus. Well, I’d say she more than tolerated Marcus, considering how she followed him around; the Assassin to a King.

Even without the feel of her emotions across my skin, I could see the loathing and jealousy written across her face as she glared at Zayne.

“Yes, Ariana. You are his favorite pet.” Zayne stepped forwards, towering over her. She didn’t balk, but I could see the hot coals of rage in her eyes ignite, even if she couldn’t act on those murderous impulses. Zayne’s voice was smooth and emotionless, “But there is one thing we both know; you do not defy a direct order. It doesn’t matter who you are, your screams will sound the same when you’re punished.”

“You wouldn’t f*****g dare.” She hissed, and I swore I could hear her jaw clicking as she clenched it tightly.

“He’s already furious about your…little accident. What do you think he’d do if he found out? Mm, not so tough when you can’t use your magic on a normal wolf.” Zayne’s voice grew low, and he cocked his head to the side as he stared her down. “Oh, don’t look so sullen. Now we’ve both got something on each other.”

I wasn’t sure, but I swore I saw just a flicker of relief in her eyes. I couldn’t help but look at Zayne, and wonder if this was how he had to act all of the time.

Blackmailing each other, constantly at one another’s throats just to survive–to climb up the food chain, knowing that you’ll never be safe, not entirely. Not when Marcus Novak sits above you, each day deciding whether or not you deserve to live. Disappointment and mistakes could sway that choice, two things both humans and werewolves were prone to.

Imperfections; Marcus couldn’t handle imperfections.

I now understood that hardened wall around Zayne’s emotions, constructed to keep him from feeling too deeply. I couldn’t fathom having that kind of restraint, to hold back each tidal wave before it blasted the shore and soaked the sand.

I wondered how many times those waves barreled him down as a child, how many times he had nearly d*****d in his emotions before he finally realized, he was so much better off without them.

“Let’s escort her back to her cell, and be done with the unpleasantness.” Zayne said smoothly, even though there was definitely a ‘for now’, in that statement.

Ariana went silent for a few seconds, her eyes glazing over before she snapped back into reality. The conversation between her and Marcus must’ve been a total of three seconds long, but it was enough to have her glowering down at me.

“Alpha wants me to join the fight. Her little twins are starting fires now. How charming.” She flashed me a grin that was all teeth, like a shark stalking a small fish. I felt a chill work its way down my spine as she continued, “I’ll have to drain you again, just to the point of unconsciousness. Just to keep you weak. Not to worry though, I’ll make it extra painful for you. Now, get the fuckup.”

was still on the floor staring up at her flaming eyes and silky hair. Even though I already felt like c**p, frustration managed to keep me strong. She was going to hurt me anyway, and enjoy every second. What I wasn’t going to do, was roll over and take it like

you should have waited to drain me once I was back in my cell.” I answered stiffly. My stare was latched onto hers, so much so that I could see the amber hues in her

tad

actively

be by your arm.”

using the wall to keep myself upright as she stormed down the hall and back to my padded cell. Zayne followed behind, still leaving me confused

Ariana grinned, and the smile would have been sweet if it weren’t for the cruelty in her eyes. I was shoved onto the bed, feeling the sickeningly plush blankets beneath my fingers. The soft touch of

creeping across my body, making it a pulsing ache. I opened my eyes, which watered instantly against the artificial light and lack

tripled, showing multiples of Zayne as he stood at the foot of the bed. Once my head was finished

hand wrapped around my wrist, more than uncomfortable from the feel of his icy skin. He scoffed under his breath and tugged, “Come

my head enough to glare at

in my face, making me recoil halfway across the bed. When I brought a hand to

to starve

the chances of being p******d, because at the taste of the disgustingly sweet food, it snarled and howled for more. I finished off the contents of

a one-time favor from a friend in security, so we’re

and

far as I know, the twins are safe.” He said in a rush, glancing towards the closed

few seconds of silence, still

that made my heart drop. His voice was still smooth, though it was much darker now. “He found out about Tori, through blood and magic, he found out. He’s threatening to hurt her and her family, and it’s

wrist, and knew I needed to take a leap. I held it up, letting Zayne get a good look at it. “This was a gift from a friend. It sent out my location to the twin’s yesterday. They’ll be here any day now, and when

put him in, but this was about finishing what I had started,

that made my stomach feel sour. “He left that on you because

He could remain inactive to protect Tori, but she would forever be hunted, because she would never leave my side. It was her loyalty I was sure of, and that was how I knew Zayne would help. Even without the use of my magic, I could feel that something had changed. At some point, whether he

that I thought he might just turn

the mention

stationed outside of your cell.” He replied with a twitch of his lips, taking away some of that rigidity from his jaw. In two large strides, he stood at the metal door. “Be sure to look sickly once Ariana comes back, or she’ll use her magic on you again,

muttered, slumping back onto the bed as Zayne pounded on the

open with a thud, revealing one of the meatheads guarding my cell. When the door clattered shut, I slowly moved from the bed. Rather than

had silver within them as well, so I decided to take my chances. If it didn’t work–well, I’d just have a migraine for

the sounds trickle in from around me. I couldn’t hear far, thanks to the reinforced

of light within their bodies, but slowly they raised to attention. All of my instincts said to take what I need, to tear it from them for the damage they had a hand

sinking my fingers in deep, I trailed along the surface. Even though the power I received was minimal, it was like a breath of fresh air

replaced with just a small trickle of warmth. I stayed that

taking anything more without them noticing. Eventually they’d grow tired, and if I took too much–d***h would certainly follow. My legs no longer felt like jelly, and the soreness had

a creeping coldness, I knew I had stopped just in time. I began to hear the sound of the locks being unlatched, one at

before Ariana strolled in. There was no point in throwing back the blankets, I hadn’t bothered when I passed out the first time. I laid on my stomach, my hair a knotted mess and my face buried in

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