THE ALPHA'S REJECTED TWINS のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Nora’s POV“It is safe now you can come out, they are gone.” I whispered, holding the blanket to my chest. I felt exposed and vulnerable, lying on the hospital bed. I ran my hand through my messy hair and heaved a sigh."Thank goodness," Zane breathed, crawling out from under the bed. He looked around, making sure no one was watching. He started putting on his clothes, as if nothing had happened. "What did they want?""They were happy I found the claw killer's lair. They said they doubled the security. They think he might come after me." I told him, shivering at the memory."That's good. You need to be careful, doll. We both know he is very dangerous." Zane said, buttoning his shirt. He leaned over and kissed me softly on the lips. "You are a brave and amazing doll. The sex was great. I enjoyed it. It’s like nothing I have ever experienced. You were so good with the tongue and everything."He was about to kiss me again when his phone rang. He took it out of his pants pocket and lo

Nora’s POV I unlocked the door and pushed it open, ushering my sons inside. They followed me, still lugging their school bags. I kicked off my shoes and flipped on the light switch, illuminating the living room. They pestered me with questions about dinner and Zane, but I tuned them out. I was lost in my thoughts, struggling to hold back the tears that were burning in my eyes. I couldn’t let them see me break down at the thought that Alpha George might be looking for us because he wanted them back, not after all I fucking went through to take care of them. I blinked away the tears and kneeled in front of them, squeezing their hands. “…Boys, we need to pack our bags and get out of here. Now.” They stared at me with confusion and fear in their gray eyes. They bombarded me with questions: why we had to leave, what was happening, and where we were going. I wished I could tell them everything, but I couldn’t, not now, not when I had lied to them their whole lives that they didn’t have

Alpha George’s POV Anger bubbled up inside my head and into my throat. I stared at the employee in disbelief, feeling veins throbbing in my neck. How dare Nora claim not to know me? After all I went through to find her? “Look, buddy, I don’t know what you are talking about,” the employee said, putting his phone back in his pants pocket. He tried to push past Jack, who was standing next to me. “I just work here, okay? I don’t have anything to do with Nora or her kids. I am just a colleague, not even a friend.” Jack blocked his way, his face stern and serious. He grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "Listen, you don’t fucking get it, do you? This is George, the alpha of the Darkfire pack. He is Nora’s mate and the father of her twins, he has been looking for them for over a decade, ever since she ran away with his kids.” The employee’s eyes widened, and he looked at me with a mix of fear and awe. A gasp escaped from his lips, and his mouth fell open. “No way,” he whispered. “Y-You

Nora's POV Back to present....I felt a sharp sting on my arm and jerked awake. I looked at the tiny red spot on my skin and cursed under my breath. “Fucking mosquitoes.” They were everywhere in this cheap motel room, buzzing around and biting us mercilessly. My eyes drifted to my sons, who were sleeping next to me on the small bed. They were covered with red welts and scratches, and they tossed and turned in their sleep. My face contorted in anger and guilt. How did we end up here? I pulled the thin blanket off me and draped it over them, tucking it around their bodies. It was barely enough to cover them both, let alone me. I got up and walked to the window, hoping for some fresh air. But all I saw was a dusty parking lot and a neon sign that flickered “Motel.” The sun was already rising, casting pale orange light over the horizon. It was morning, but it felt like night. I leaned against the window and felt hot tears well up in my eyes. I thought of Zane, I h

Nora’s POV I gasped for air and gulped down the drink, feeling the alcohol burn my throat. I shrugged off the blonde’s arm and waved at the waiter, who was serving a group of guys. He came over and asked what I wanted. "Your...strongest drink,” I mumbled, my words slurring. He gave a lopsided grin and said, “It’s coming right up.” He walked away and came back with a drink that glowed like molten lava. He handed it to me, and I collected it. I took a sip, feeling it scorch my throat, and gulped it down. I ordered a few more. Shot! I couldn’t believe Zane, thought I was forgettable after all we had been through together, the cases we solved together, the hours we spent teasing and flirting with each other, and the number of times he hit on me. After shot! He didn’t even consider all the love we shared and how my heart fucking aches right now, just thinking about him. And all that stuff he said about loving me and my sons was bullshit! After shot, until I was numb, and I couldn