Rejecting The Alpha Twins (Regan)

Xander POV

Was Xavier trying to intentionally piss off and rile our mother up? The last thing we needed was for her to take away our positions as the future Alphis, I couldn't think of anything more humiliating than that happening to us. I had been practicing for this moment my entire life, from the moment I had been born. I had been the dutiful son my entire life, awaiting the day that I and my twin brother would be declared e Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack. Nothing could compare to that, not even turning eighteen and gaining our wolves. Xavic was about to mess it all up with his stupidity. I was beyond annoyed with him. Why couldn't he just leave well enough alone

"Just play the game" I repeated softly, watching my brother's facul expressions flit across his face, trying my best to be persuasive and encouraging. "Please Xavier, don't mess this up."

I was almost begging him by now. We were so close to our dreams.

He scowled. "Why do you always have to do what our mother and father tell you to do Xander?" he demands heatedly as T put my hands in my pockets and stare at him silently. "Why can you just think for yourself for once? Are you telling me that you would give up everything to have that..that harlot as your mate" he snapped, curling his lip in revulsion as though Isabelle was some sort of whore.

"Isabelle is not a harlot I shouted, losing my composure, even at a small part of me wondered if I was trying to defend her. or if I was simply refusing to acknowledge that his words were hitting close to the truth "and it's a small sacrifice, Xavier. Maniscule in the grand scheme of things.

"A small sacrifice?" he asks looking at me in disgust "Love isn't a small sacrifice Xander. I guess I never saw it clearly before, but now, I think, I want the mate that the moon goddess fully intended for me, for us to have" he amended.

I shifted on my feet. Involuntarily, my mind flashing back to the moment when I had touched and held Regan in my arms, remembering the tingles I had felt as they ran through my body, Was that how it would feel to touch my mate, or was that even a hint of what could be expected? I could feel myself becoming intrigued even as I desperately tried to deny that what Xavier was trying to say wasn't the way I felt about it all. But why did Regan constantly come to mind even when I tried to push it away? Why was it when I went to sleep at night, that it wasn't Isabelle that haunted my dreams, but Regan! Even now, I can feel her soft strands of hair, see the raven blackness of it, and picture those big pretty doe eyes of hers as she looks up at me and I feel my body stiffen.noveldrama

"We don't even know who our true mate is Xavier I force my voice to remain patient, as my brother exhales and looks at me in exasperation "What if she's an omega? Are you going to still want her then?" my voice is deliberately cruel, in an attempt to get my brother to see

sense.

What if it's Regan? A small voice inside my voice asks and I fight to keep my face expressionless. I know it can't be Regan. That's impossible. The tingles I felt when I touched her were simply aftershocks from the fall, I tried to reassure myself Besides, somebody of her status, which is nothing, even lower than a pathetic omega's, due to her killing her mother, would. never be paired with somebody the likes of Xavier and me, soon to be Alphas.

But if it was Regan, you would want her, wouldn't you. the voice persisted as I frowned, finding it difficult to ignore.

I couldn't deny that Regan was attractive, pretty even. But that's as far as my attraction to her went. Just because I felt odd sparks when I touched her, didn't mean anything. But just picturing her in my mind's eye was enough to cause a reaction in the lower part of my body and I shifted on my feet, awkwardly trying to hide it from thy brother who luckily, was too busy looking away from me to notice it. Thank god. I coughed, drawing my brother's attention back to me.

Why do we put such value on status and hierarchy" my brother's voice is thoughtful "When did it become undesirable to have a mate that was of lower status? It used to be that it didn't matter because the mate bond was sacred and because it was believed that they increased your strength by being with you."

"Your mate still does," I said frowning at him "but I guess as time has gone on, more emphasis has been put on having a

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mate of more desirable qualities, and that happens to be due to their status." "It's wrong" he muttered irritably.

It's life Xavier" I countered back "No different to royalty who w only marry other royalty from different countries. Look at our pack" 1 gestured wildly at it "We're one of the larger ones in the country, Is it any wonder that our Mother and Father want to ensure that it's properly taken care of and that our leadership is up to their standards? They have helped grow this pack and turned it into what it is today. Can you blame them for wanting to make sure that their legacy and what they built with their own hands continues after they are gone?" The omegas continue their work around us. Xavier still looks deant. I sighed. Even I don't believe my own words, but I was prepared to sachlice my own desires in order to become Alpha didn't understand where his reluctance was coming from. He couldn't be falling in love with Regan, could he? Surely, he would not stoop that low? Falling for somebody that the pack would wholeheartedly despise? There was no way we would be mates with that creature. He was being naive and childish. He needed to grow the hell up and accept that life didn't always go the way we expected it to He needed to accept what was important and do his duty for the good of the pack. The pack was always our main priority. It always would be.

"What is your plan?" I narrowed my eyes. "When we get our wolves tomorrow, what are your planning to do Xavier? I can't stop you from feeling the mate bond, no matter how much I want to, because I think you're being stupid" I said loudly and with heavy emphasis, "but I will fight you until you reject whoever it is, if there is somebody that we are mates with, in this pack."

"Then I guess it depends on what happens tomorrow then" he countered with a raised brow. "Perhaps fate will smile on you brother and the moon goddess will grant you her mercy and nobody will be our mate tomorrow and all will be well" he allowed, his expression hard and his lips twitching, "and if that's the case, I will follow your lead and announce Isabelle as our chosen mate but..." he shrugged.

"If you sense or smell your mate sometime tomorrow, you're not planning on rejecting her, are you?" I whispered stricken, coming to the right conclusion as he gazed steadily at me.

"Are you insane? Mother will have you whipped and placed in the dungeon before she will allow you to accept somebody besides Isabelle as your mate" I snapped, "Don't do it, Xavier, I'm warning you now."

"We all have choices to make Xander. Even you. You're happy to accept what is given to you, without question. That's your right. But me. I'm starting to wonder about this pack and what goes on behind closed doors. Not everything is as it seems. Not everything is as perfect as Mother and Father make it out to be. You can stay with the pack and bury your head in the sand" he stared at me, his eyes

glinting under the fairy lights "or you can break away from the crowd and start discovering for yourself what's really important to you. The choice is yours. ander. I'm going my way, you go yours."

He turned and walked away, leaving me standing there, bewildered and hurt. I wasn't used to being estranged from my brother and the idea that both of us were on opposite sides, made me feel like I might be losing the bond I had with Xavier forever.