Rejecting The Alpha Twins (Regan) novel Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Regan POV

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 aboutit.”

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.

“I’m sorry” he whispered, kissing my temples, my forehead, and my cheeks “I’m so sorry Regan.”