All Chapters of SUBMITTING TO THE ALPHA TWINS: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

   Morgan guffawed as I jerked her arm off. “Look at your face, dude. Don’t worry, I’ve got better taste,” she said to Reed who sported a stunned reaction.“I would love to listen to your insults more than anything in the world but,” I said, pulling him closer to me. “What the fuck are you doing here?”“Your father told me to get you.”“What are you, my bodyguard?”“Unfortunately.”Unfortunately? I scoffed and shook my head. Wait, what? What was my father up to this time? I grabbed Morgan by the arm and pulled her out of the school building with me. “Hey, easy with the grabbing,” She said when we reached the parking lot.“Get lost with you and,” I stuttered for a perfect word as I regarded her and her masculine appearance. “Whatever this is. Wait, are you male or female?”

                I shot Morgan a pleading look before answering my Dad. “I’m in bed!”Heavy feet approached my bedroom door and knocked. “I’m coming in.”“Good evening, sir.” Morgan’s stance changed as Dad entered the bedroom. “Morgan, you are still here.”“Yes.” He darted me a sharp look before looking away. The sheets bunched under my fisted palms as I prayed he says nothing about the Hastings or the demon. Tonight might be the last day I ever step out of my home. Besides, the idea of werewolves being the bad guys was just ridiculous. Connor protected me from Demon-Sam!“Is something wrong?” Dad inquired. Digging holes into his head, I remained tensed and hoped Dad would not notice or question further.I sighed inwardly when he answered, &l

           “Why are we here?” I asked, fingering my bucket hat as I climbed out of the vehicle. The town’s shopping mall stood tall before me as people excitedly poured in and out of it. Tugging my jacket, I looked around the busy parking lot for anyone familiar.“We are going shopping,” Uncle Al said, hurrying into the building. Struggling to catch up with his fast strides, I could not help but raise a brow.Shopping? Earlier this morning, he shook me awake, muttering what little we have and something about a doorway, constantly checking his watch. From Dad's absent car, it looked like he already left for work which worked perfectly for me. I could not help feeling unbridled hate for him anytime we locked eyes or stayed in the same room.When I caught up to him, I asked, “Uncle Al, what is going on?”Breezing

      Hot. It was scorching hot, and really dark. Feeling exhausted, I panted and bent over, hands on knees. A trickle of sweat ran down my spine and my hair plastered on my head. I was on a lone street, everything looking weird and out of place until I noticed Mama Owen’s closed shop in a distance. A closer look on the route, I realised  this was the street leading camp. I was back at Westfalls but it didn’t feel like Westfalls. It was creepily quiet except for the howling wind. The only source of light was the moonlight. A rustling in the trees made me stand right and tense up. I readied a spell in my mind and focused on where I thought I heard the sound. I held my breath and waited. Reed ran out of the trees, hair all out of place and shirtless. His pants looked they had been scorched. But what bothered me was the outright fear in his eyes. What would make Reed

 “Hey.” I tried to sound as nonchalant as possible as I stepped into the living room. It was quiet even with Uncle Al at home who had his attention on his phone. Father glowered when he saw me but said nothing. The slap of his slippers followed him as he returned to the kitchen with a cup of latte. “How was your stroll?” Uncle Al asked once Dad was out of earshot.“Okay, I guess.”“You guess? What happened?”I shrugged and made for my room. The familiarity in its safety lifted a weight off my shoulders. I climbed into bed and its familiar smell. Before I knew it, I was asleep.When I came to, it was evening and Father prepared dinner. I freshened up and changed into an old t-shirt and shorts. I headed out, skipping along the house and humming a song under my breath. “What you watching?” I asked Uncle Al after placing a quick kiss on his cheek.&n