Mated to the Alpha Twins

Despite the gut feeling brewing within me, I swallowed down my bile and got ready for school.

School was the last place I wanted to be, but somehow I knew I’d never escape if Garrett whisked me away to his ‘pack’.

It was only one day. One day and I could run to work to grab my check, leaving this town behind only a few hours after.

I texted Tori that night, letting her know to pick me up for school. She was practically ecstatic that I was coming back, making me feel even more guilty.

Thalia questioned my every move, using every moment she could to plant doubt in my mind.

‘What if Garret’s telling the truth?’ She huffed, frustrated after spending an hour arguing with me to no avail.

‘He’s not.’ I shook my head, ‘I’m not buying it–It’s just not real.’

‘You know deep down, Aurora.’ Thalia sighed, ‘You’ve always known there’s been a piece of you missing. This is that piece. This is why you’re so strong. You were born to rule.’

my eyes, ignoring Thalia’s

me wanted to believe I was destined for something great, but that would mean living with the people who had never wanted me in the first place. Was it worth living with Garrett, Kady, Veronica, Grace, Autumn, Melissa and even Frank? I

gathered my completed homework, stuffing them in my backpack in frustration. I had no idea why I even bothered with the homework. By the end of the day I’d be a drop out, running away from my own family—if

my

a noticeable outfit, changing before I left during the night.

to remove most of my money from my debit card, keeping it tightly locked in a box under my

catch a flight as far away as possible. All I had to

rolled around much

should’ve been worried about Grace, worried about the twin’s. I couldn’t explain why, but I wasn’t. The prospect that this was my last day with any of

only other dress I owned, something I had only worn in public once or twice. It was simply too

highlighted my full chest, the dress ending in waves against my thighs. The dress was a light shade of blue with short sleeves. I had always loved this dress, but hated the attention it brought. It made my

white sneakers and flung my book bag over my shoulder. I had waited until last minute to leave my room, somehow finding my way downstairs

in sight. I rifled through one of the many cabinets, wrapping my hand