All Chapters of THE ALPHA'S REJECTED TWINS: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

NORA’S POV “I also want justice for your sister, but I don’t think the cops will take a sick person in for questioning, so you have to calm down. This is not the time, little bird.” George stated with a serious face. “You don’t—” My face crumpled at the words, and I turned back to Rick, who was growing impatient. He growled and spoke to me directly this time. “Nora, or whatever they call you. Get out of my way. Now. Or I swear, I will make you regret it.” One of my eyebrows lifted, and there was a challenge in my face. “No, Alpha. I won’t get out of your way. I won’t let her escape. I will make her pay, and I will send her to jail. And I have the power to do it. The fame and influence I have it all!” My jaw thrust out, and I looked down at the bitch in his arms and saw her eyebrows twitch slightly. A snarky grin spread over my lips. “And you know what, bitch? You are not even a good actress. You can fool the alpha, but you can’t fool me. You are going down, and I will make sure o

NORA’S POV “I…don’t think a simp is the right word to call a man in love.” George’s throat bobbed with a hard swallow. “He is madly in love with her, not only because she is his mate, but because she is the only she-wolf he has ever loved, due to his playboy nature.” He explained, but I completely ignored him, and then a loud thud came from upstairs. Everyone turned their heads to see what was going on. A pair of legs appeared on the staircase, stumbling and swaying. My stomach did a curious twist; I had no idea who those long legs belonged to. As he came into full view, I gasped along with the rest of the crowd. It was Alpha Rick, and he was—he was holding two assault rifles, one in each hand, and his eyes were wild and bloodshot. He looked like he was drunk or high as fuck. “What the…fuck?” George muttered subconsciously. Before I could process what was happening, Rick shouted. “Get out! Get out of here, all of you!” And then he opened fire, spraying bullets everywhere. He was

AUTHOR’S POV Alpha George parked his car in front of the hospital, and Nora got out, thanking him for driving her there. She had a nervous look on her face as she attempted to walk into the hospital. “What are you doing? Go after her; she is going to see another man.” Knight whispered in George’s head. George also got out of the car and was about to walk inside with her when she stopped him. “Um, little bird, is something wrong?” He asked, concerned. She looked up at him, took a deep breath, and let it out. “Oh, uh, I want to talk to Leo alone, so I think you should stay back for a while.” A horrifying tendril of jealousy snaked around George’s gut and squeezed. He had made his feelings known to her, and she was dismissing him to talk to another man. “…Do you think she might be in love with Leo? Because I have noticed that she has been giving us a cold shoulder.” Knight remarked. “She has always been giving us a cold shoulder. I thought it was because of the mistakes I made in

AUTHOR’S POV Jack zipped up his small bag of clothes and slung it over his shoulder. He had only stayed with the twins for a few days, but it felt like a lifetime. He glanced at the clock on the nightstand and saw that it was almost seven in the morning. He tiptoed out of Nora’s bedroom and scanned the living room for any signs of life. The couch was empty, the TV was off, and the curtains were drawn. Relief rattled his lungs, and he headed for the door. He reached for the knob and turned it slowly, hoping not to make any noise. “Boo!!!” A voice shouted from behind him. An electric jolt of surprise hit him, and he dropped his bag. He spun around and saw the twins standing in the room, grinning wickedly. “What the heck, guys?” Jack snapped. His face flushed, and his heart was racing. Anger and fear coiled deep in his gut. “You scared the shit out of me!” He put his hand over his mouth as he realized that he had cursed. “Sorry, Jack,” Matteo said, not sounding sorry at all. He til

AUTHOR’S POV The darkness of the night was broad, a blanket that enveloped the dense forest where Alpha Dante lay in wait. He was standing in front of the woods, close to the night road. With his beta and a warrior by his side, he held the binoculars steady, his eyes scanning the road. A hand came to rest on his shoulder, and his beta’s voice was a low murmur in his ear. “Alpha, the scouts have just sent word. Alpha George and his beta are approaching our position. We will get them for sure.” “Hmm, I hope you are right about this,” Dante replied. A short silence fell over them. The silence of the night was suddenly crushed by the sound of an engine, a sound that grew louder and more insistent. A grin lifted the corners of Dante’s mouth as the headlights of a Lamborghini pierced the night, its sleek form a blur of speed and power. It was George’s car, no doubt about it. “Stay here. Don’t follow me, I can take him out myself.” Dante said to his subjects. He let out a hushed growl a