Mated to the Alpha Twins

“Well, that was an absolute f*****g mess.” Jaspar snorted, cocking an onyx eyebrow at me as he took a long drink from his glass.
He seemed completely unbothered, more inconvenienced, if anything.
It was then that I noticed we weren’t alone.
The little girl who had touched me bounced over to his side, placing a protective arm around his leg. She stared at me with hazel
eyes, through hair the same color as Jaspar’s.
I gaped at her for a few moments, still sprawled out on the carpet until the world around me stopped shifting.
“She did rather well for her first time, didn’t she?” A feminine voice asked, cool and collected as she analyzed me.
I pulled myself from the floor, finally noticing the woman who sat in the armchair. She wore a tight black dress, but looked
professional with her short heels and crisp shoulder length cut. Her eyes were a warm shade of brown, despite the guarded look
on her face.
“Yes, she did.” Jaspar nodded, agreeing with whoever this woman was. Before I had the chance to snap at him, he directed his
attention back to me. He tapped a nail against the rim of his glass, keeping a steady pace as he spoke. “I genuinely had no clue
how little you knew until today. I might’ve been able to prevent this entire mess if you had known ahead of time.
“Known ahead of time?” I scoffed, “If it hasn’t escaped your notice, I’m trying to flee from this d**n hotel, with my mates. Marcus
has officially declared me his prisoner. Things have already gone to s**t, and I don’t have time to stick around while you tell me
the important truth that I should’ve known days ago!”
“We have a few minutes, which will have to be enough.” He replied, his tone tense enough that I held back my retort for a few
seconds. “Delilah has made sure to notify your mate’s that you’ll be catching up with them, should they manage to make it out of
the hotel.”
I glanced down at the little girl who met my eyes fearlessly and gave me a wave. She looked up at Jaspar, a question burning in
her eyes. He gave me a single glance before nodding, and placing a hand on her shoulder.
“I’m Delilah, and I’m a white wolf too.” She grinned up at me, missing just a few of her baby teeth. “I brought you here! I can go
wherever I want, but Dad doesn’t like to let me most of the time.”
I cocked an eyebrow at Jaspar, whose gaze hardened. He brought Delilah back to his side and took another long drink.
“Everyone always thought g******g was Desmond’s thing, but he had no more skill than a child at an arcade. I’m among those
you claimed to have sat by while Marcus crept around in the dark.” Jaspar grimaced, but continued without interruption. “I’ve also
been crawling around in the dark, getting my hands d***y. As you can see, we both have quite a bit to fight for. I’m no fool, to
form an allegiance with you means risking quite a bit. I’m not one to trust easily, but you are the first I’ve come across that has a
chance against him. I knew it that night, when you drained Desmond Deville of his life.”
Part of me wanted to deny it. I wasn’t a k****r, a m******r–but at the same time, I had k****d those men. Even with all of my
promises, I knew that I’d do it again if it meant saving the people I love.

“So, this is you wanting an alliance with me and my mates?” I asked, unable to help peering down at Delilah. She was clearly a
white wolf, the child of Jaspar. It made me curious as to who the woman sitting in the chair was.
“Crystal is my beta, a white wolf as well.” Jaspar noted, catching how my eyes had strayed to the woman.
I’m sure my surprise was obvious as it flashed across my face. The twins had told me briefly that the position of Beta was nearly
always given to a man. The rules forbidding women to take on high standing roles had been abolished nearly sixty years ago,
but there were still none being chosen.
“Against my better judgment, he is trusting you.” Crystal frowned at me, drumming her manicured nails on the armrest of the
chair. She leaned forwards, and I could feel the protectiveness radiating off of her. It was my gift for feeling emotions that kept
me from being offended at this last bit. “The information he gives you could destroy thirty years of work. If you betray him, or let
this slip through your fingers–your abilities might k**l me, but you will go down by my side.”
“She’s quite abrasive, it’s my favorite quality. ” Jaspar shrugged, making Crystal let out a dry snort.
“What I need to know, is that we’re on the same page about everything. You both clearly know what I want. At first, it was my
freedom. I just wanted to be left alone, but it’s become so much more than that.” I grimaced, clenching my teeth together as the
smug face of Marcus Novak drifted through my mind. “I don’t know the full extent of what Marcus is doing, but it needs to come
to an end. I want every single white wolf to be free, and every ounce of corruption removed from the High Table.”
“So young for so many aspirations.” Crystal murmured, her chestnut eyes honed in on my face.
“Yeah, well. Human life wasn’t working out too well for me. Turns out, I fare better here.” I snapped back; my words sharp like
steel.
“Then you’ll find, that we are on the same page, Aurora.” Jaspar said firmly, bringing my attention back to the present. I could
feel just a flash of fear behind his cold wall of indifference. Whatever he was going to tell me, it truly meant a lot to him and his
pack. “You hold some form of alliance with Zayne Novak, so I assume you know some of what he does. Am I correct?”
It wasn’t exactly an alliance, I wanted to say. We more tolerated each other for the sake of getting things done on both of our
ends. Truthfully, having Zayne Novak as an ally could change everything, but he was too far under the thumb of his father to
break free.
“You are correct.” I nodded, choosing simplicity over anything else.
“He is responsible for getting the wolves to the borders of his lands, it’s the most he can accomplish without being caught. I
transport those wolves onto my own territory, and give them everything they need to begin a new life. They are allowed to leave
if they wish, but most stay and build something for themselves.” Jaspar said slowly, like he wanted me to remember every detail.
He glanced towards Crystal and gave her a friendly smirk, making me wonder if she were a white wolf as well. “Doing this has
given me powerful allies. Ones that have dreamed of someone like you coming along, ones that are tired of hiding and ready to
fight.”

“That’s where they’ve all been going.” I chuckled incredulously.
“I’m not the only one with white wolves at my disposal, though the ones in my pack work for me willingly.” Jaspar said darkly, his
eyes turning to stone. “Marcus and Sebastian both have white wolves within their borders. That is how Marcus discovered your
activities. I couldn’t figure out how he had done it. I watched the security footage nearly a hundred times, but then I found it.
Rumor has it, Marcus is in possession of a white wolf that can see your memories through touch. She just so happened to be
here today, a few inches from you on your way in the council room.”
Jaspar promised to be in touch with us at some point, though he hadn’t exactly given me a glimpse into his methods.
He had given the twin’s an address to go to, a safehouse where I’d be waiting for them. We needed to stay out of sight for a few
days, to let Marcus’s troops scatter as they veered farther and farther away. Then, we would emerge from the safehouse and
make our way back home.
Jaspar was right, alliances were a risky business. He was trusting me with the truth of his pack, and I was trusting he wasn’t
sending me to a room full of Marcus’s soldiers.
“She can only transport herself to places she’s been before. She doesn’t need to roam the place, but a simple foot in the door
will allow her free roam.” Jaspar explained, “Staying in the safehouse will give us a constant connection until you must venture
back to your pack. From there, we’ll figure something else out.”
It was hard to doubt him when Delilah grabbed my hand in her own and smiled up at me, her child-like innocence not tainted
from the horrible world we lived in. After seeing the fraction of softness in his eyes from his daughter, I knew that he had
protected her well all of these years.
“Are you ready?” She whispered, grinning up at me.
“I think so.” I nodded, smiling down at her.
The hotel room around me twisted and warped before morphing into something else altogether. The Persian carpet became
white and scruffy, and the antique sofa elongated into a modern looking sectional. The brick fireplace against the wall was
replaced with a long bar that spanned the wall. Decanters and bottles of expensive liquor sat unopened on the shelves.
The scent of air freshener and stale cleaner was in the air, telling me someone had been here recently to clean the place.
I stood just by a panel on the wall that housed at least ten light switches. After a few tries, I managed to flick on the lights. Ten
circular lights protruded from the ceiling, making me wince as it bathed the room.
I descended two stairs to where the sectional was and plopped down. It was surprisingly comfortable given its flat look, but it did
nothing to ease the nerves building in my gut.
Waiting was the worst part of all of this. I’d rather be with Alec and Kade, fighting whoever might stop us from leaving. It’d be
worth it to know that they were safe, that Tori and everyone else was as well.
I flicked on the television that was mounted on the wall, and turned to the next channel for some noise. Within the silence, I could
hear every creak and shift in this house. I contemplated grabbing the tablet, and gave in when my curiosity won over.

There wasn’t a password as I swiped upwards. The screen brightened as the tablet unlocked, revealing nearly twenty different
screens. Live video footage from various parts of the house appeared, even one of me sitting on the living room couch.
I clicked on one that showed the long driveway, all but shrouded by trees. The next tab held a map, with a small section circled in
red. I chuckled dryly at the screen. I wasn’t that much farther from the hotel, most likely only a couple hours away.
If they were in wolf form, they’d make it here pretty quickly. Assuming no one was injured. From there, my thoughts continued to
turn dark. I focused my attention on the tablet, using it as a desperate distraction.
The last tab was on the Internet, and looked like some kind of news channel website. In bold letters at the top was some catchy
title, followed by a long paragraph. I refreshed the page and nearly dropped the tablet.
It slipped through my loosened grip as an image of myself flashed on the screen.
It wasn’t just one, but an entire gallery of them. Me pressed against Kade in council room, a look of fury on my face. Another one
where I was at the stand, my mouth opened as I declined all three of their offers.
I felt oddly invaded, but couldn’t stop myself from reading the paragraph beneath the gallery of photos. It said what I had thought.
That I was dangerous, a powerful white wolf on the loose. Running from the High Table for acts of treason. Marcus Novak had all
but declared war on us, all without issuing the formal declaration.
I swiped the news article away, trying to force the numbers to stop swimming behind my eyes. The remaining members of the
High Table were offering a heavy reward for my capture–alive, not d**d. Jaspar was playing his part, staying within the shadows
to keep his own operation safe.
I propped the tablet up on the table and stared at the screens as they showed me various rooms in the house. There was only
one camera I was interested in, the one leading directly into the house. As the television droned on in the background, I watched
the tablet and waited for my mates to find their way back to me.