The Emergence Of The Alpha Twins ( UNDER REVISING )

5. This Isn't Normal, Sorry, But Not Sorry.

I'm strapped in the back of these twins damn Mercedes-Jeep, my clavicle burning with the pain of these twins damn bite. I look at my skin, seeing teeth marks engraved in my skin, blood slowly oozing out the bite. I wince once more as the heat attacks my heart, almost like heart burn. But like...my heart is being burned every time I take a breath.

"Are you okay?" I hear one of the twins voices as he looks at me. He raises his eyebrows and I glare at him, yanking against the tight seatbelt that wouldn't budge.

"We will have to take that for a yes." The other twin said while driving, and I could see his eyes looking at me in the passenger mirror. They pierced at me, almost digging into my soul. But I looked away as I was sick of looking at their beautiful faces.

I was kid napped or 'adult' napped six hours ago. Now it's four in the morning and I haven't had a chance to sleep, how can I sleep when I have no idea where I'm being taken! How can I sleep when these werewolf twins bit into me like I'm a damn cheeseburger from McDonalds!? It's all so confusing to me and these men probably don't want to talk to me because I don't want to talk to them either.

I'm fine with silence. I've been on strike to not speak to these godly creatures. They'd causally ask me questions along the way, but I'd ignore them. Why the hell would I want to speak to these men that have bit into my damn flesh!? Are they cannibals and Werewolves!?

"How long are you going to keep up this shenanigan of yours? It's quite frustrating." I hear the twin driving chide as I roll my eyes. But then the other twin is crawling into the back seat with me, his foot accidentally kicked the twin driving, making that twin growl as he smacked the foot. I couldn't help but let my laugh slip until I was quiet.

Both of the twins were looking at me now, smirking as I soon pout at the ceiling.

"I think I know a way to start make her talking."

"Really? Do it."

I watched, frightened as the twin next to me was scooting close to me, his hands out as he was smirking at me. I shook my head as I felt his hands rest on my waist, the spot where I'm most ticklish.

"You speak now, or forever hold your peace - please hold your peace I want to see you laugh." He started tickling me as my body immediately jerked forward, my body wrangling like a fish in distress. I snorted on accident, but I couldn't hold it as I started laughing so hard.

"Stop! Stop please I'll start talking!" I laughed and the twin pulled his hands away, laughing with me as I tried to regain myself.

I felt a tremor run down my spine as I felt this guys cold fingers trace along the bite on my clavicle. I bit my lip as the pain was a bitch, hiring in more.

"I'm sorry about this. Your body should start healing this bite in a matter of a few hours. So don't worry about this."

"Why shouldn't I? You both bit me. Why? What are you both?" I asked as the twin sat back into the seat, looking down at his huge hands.

"I'm Ernest-."

"Dexter."

"And we are Werewolves. We are Twin Alphas, one of the most strongest Alphas of our kind. We are about two hundred years old, the youngest as well, and we - for the first time - have found a mate. And it's you."

"We bit you, not because we were hungry, but because we wanted you to be our mate. And you are our first mate in all of our two hundred years of living."

"How do you know that I'm your so-called 'mate'? What if I'm not even supposed to be with you guys, this all seems to fake, almost like a movie." I shook my head and Ernest nodded, patting my thigh.