Rejecting The Alpha Twins (Regan) novel Chapter 37

Chapter 37 

Chapter 37 

Regan POV 

“Regan, are you there?” A soft knock ruined my contemplation, forcing me to glare at the door, knowing instinctively who I would find on the other side if I were to open it. I knew they would come looking for me eventually and I was surprised it had taken them this long to come. 

I wanted to tell them to leave, to shout at them, scream, and even possibly lash out at them physically, I hall cried endless tears, grieving the loss of my mother as though it had happened new, with all of the fresh information that had come to light. I felt drained. Emotionally and physically drained. I bit my lower lip and then reluctantly crossed the room, reaching out to turn the lock and then opened the door, backing away and wrapping my arms around myself, as I stared at the Alpha twins as they both entered and halted in the very middle of the com. 

“What do you want?” I whispered, looking away from them and avoiding their eyes. 

I had heard of them putting Luna Jennifer in the dungeon, along with my father. I didn’t know how to feel about that. Part of me was relieved that they were going to adhere to the laws of the pack, regardless of which pack member it was, but another part of me almost felt sorry for them, that they had to lock away their own mother. I would remember my mother’s death and the cause of it, and that sympathy would fade away instantly. Luna Jennifer deserved to be where she was and I hoped that she was learning a valuable lesson about what it was like to be looked upon with contempt and scorn. 

“Can we talk?” Xavier speaks softly, his eyes narrowing as he looks me over, no doubt seeing the exhaustion on my face and the redness of my eyes from all the crying. 

“What is there to talk about?” I asked, my tone dripping with sarcasmi. 

I know what they want to discuss, but part of me hopes they wont bring it up. I’m not that lucky as, Xavier immediately begins to bring up the subject which makes me stiffen. 

He sighed. “I know that what my mother did was unforgivable and I’m not here to plead for forgiveness, but we do have to talk Regan, She’s currently in the dungeon awaiting sentence 

Was that supposed to make me feel better? I rake my gaze over him, my lip curling in resentment. 

“Good” I snap, “My mother would still be alive if it wasn’t for her 

was 

“Regan” Xander’s voice is tense now as I turn to him “Please, just listen” he pleads. 

I grit my teeth and wait. “Your father is also in the dungeon” Xander explains softly. 

“I’m not about to lose sleep over it” I muttered, shrugging nonchalantly as though it doesn’t matter to me. 

The longer he stays in there, the safer I am. He can’t hit me or hurt me while he’s confined to the cell, but I’m not about to make that clear to them. Something tells me they already know that, 

The twins aren’t buying my tough guy act though. Xavier just shakes his head at me. “We’re anates Regan, I can feel the hurt you’re experiencing and the pain. So can Xander. We’ve tried to give you your space he paused and looked at his brother who was nodding, “but hiding away from everyone An’t going to make it go away” he finished tightly. 

“What do you propose” I snarled, feeling instantly defensive. “Because right now, I’m having a hard time even looking at you” I added scathingly, even though part of me knew how unfair that was. 

They had nothing to do with what their mother had done and I was still using it as an excuse to put distance between us and as a mechanism for lashing out. They knew that too. They could have called me out on it, but they didn’t. I felt a little taken aback at how accepting and kind they were treating me as I continued to emotionally assault them. 

Xavier moved forward and took my hand, gripping it firmly so at I couldn’t yank it out of his grasp. I sucked in a breath as 

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I felt the familiar tingles of the mate bond, reluctantly meetings gaze. My body grew warm and I could feel it beginning to tremble as I stood there. 

“I can’t forgive her” I whispered, past the lump in my throat as the expressions on both their faces went grim. “I know your didn’t do it, but she, she’s the reason my mother is dead and so much more.” 

She had been like an Aunt to me and then betrayed me. That hun more than I could hear. 

Tears began to trail down my checks as the floodgates opened dare more. I stiffened, embarrassed, but Xander reached over and gently wiped them away with his hand, his eyes softening as he gazed upon me. 

“We aren’t asking you to forgive her,” he said quietly. “That would take too much from anybody, let alone somebody that has suffered as much as you have. We want you to stop hiding in your room” he said, peering into my eyes and cupping my 

cheek. 

“But what about my father, your mother? I don’t know if I can stand to..” 

“We want you to determine their sentences” Xavier interrupts me and I stare at him blankly, uncomprehending what he’s saying before realization dawns and I begin to shake my head adamantly in denial. 

They had to be joking. There was no way they could expect such thing from me! 

“No, no, no,” I said, hastily trying to step backward, “that’s too much responsibility. I can’t be responsible for your mother’s punishment, let alone my father’s. You would never forgive me added as they looked at me consideringly. “and as for my father? I can’t even stand to gaze at him. I won’t go down there to take on that role: You are the Alphas, you should see fit to punish them.” 

“We aren’t the ones whose lives were affected the most by what they did” Xander’s voice is cautious, his eyes filled with apology. “Yours was. You were doled out the most trauma, the most pain, the most abuse, because of what happened. It’s only right you should have a say in what happens to them. We won’t deny you the justice you’ve been seeking all of these years” he told me, as I stared at him, feeling helpless. 

“But you’ll hate me” I whispered, feeling 

lower lip quiver. 

They looked surprised by my admission and I wanted to bite my tongue, feeling stupid. 

revenge? The chance to finally take out all my Why did I care! This was what I wanted, wasn’t it? The chance to exact my anger and frustration and show my father who was in charge? The chance to lay my mother’s spirit to rest once and for all?