All Chapters of My Twin Alpha Valentines: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Ryder was still hovering where Cal had been set up, absentmindedly strumming a shiny blue guitar and pressing some pedals on the floor in front of him, changing the sound it made."I’m glad," he said, his eyes focused on the pedals. "I had fun too," he went on with a small absentminded smile.I was about to thank him for the enjoyable afternoon and make my exit when Ryder suddenly blew into Cal’s mic, the sound crackling through the speakers and taking me by surprise.Without missing a beat, he began to play.The song was vaguely familiar. It was some grungy 90s song with heavy distortion on the guitar.I watched him thoughtfully, recognizing the tune but not able to place it.I still wanted to leave, but now he was playing and he looked pretty invested. I didn't want to interrupt him, but I also felt like it would be rude to just leave, so I figured I had to stick around, waiting until he was done.The sofa was comfortable and I had my phone, so realistically, a couple of extra minut

I sat there beside Ryder, the weight of our conversation pressing down on me. We had both said some stuff, trying to piece together our broken relationship, but the air between us remained thick with what was still left unspoken.I could feel his eyes on me, waiting, searching for a sign of what would come next, but I wasn’t sure myself. Did we just let bygones be bygones and move forward? Or did we need to hash it all out, drag everything into the light, and dissect it piece by piece?“I dunno...” I admitted with a shrug, feeling the uncertainty gnaw at me.This was by far the most serious and complicated relationship I’d ever been in, and I felt completely out of my depth. My issues with Tyler never seemed to go this deep, and even though I’d had fights and arguments with ex-boyfriends before, nothing really compared to this.When you fight with a boyfriend, you can break up or make up, or even break up and then get back together later. But Ryder wasn’t just a boyfriend. He was my m

“Um... we're going to have dinner now. Are you coming?” I offered, my voice laced with hope. I wanted to spend more time with Tyler before Monday came, knowing he’d be busy with classes and all of his other responsibilities.I knew there were also risks though. Tyler hadn't seemed particularly happy about me and Ryder making up, so I took into consideration the possibility that dinner could potentially end up being a rather awkward situation, or could possibly even escalate to some kind of fight or argument. But there was also the chance that it might help smooth things over between them, and that's what I was hoping for.Tyler hesitated, his brow furrowing as he seemed to consider all the same possibilities. But after a moment, he nodded, which made me smile.We headed to the kitchen together and found Ryder rummaging through the pantry cupboard.“So, what’s for dinner?” I asked with a sigh, leaning against one of the counters with Tyler beside me.Ryder turned around, catching sight

(Tyler's POV)As soon as Kate disappeared from the room, I turned to face Ryder, my jaw set and my eyes narrowing as I glared at him. He looked up at me with a knowing expression, his posture relaxed but his eyes cautious."I know what you're going to say," he stated, raising his hands in a gesture of innocence, as if he could somehow ward off the storm he knew was coming."What am I going to say?" I asked, my voice low and controlled, but laced with the anger that simmered just beneath the surface."You're going to threaten me," he replied, already sounding exasperated before our little conversation had even begun.I took a step closer, my glare intensifying as I regarded him. My demeanor was menacing, a clear warning that I wasn't fucking around."Ryder, I want you to understand that I mean this very seriously. If you hurt her, I WILL kill you. Maybe Dad will step in first and save you again, but he's not always around..." My voice was firm, leaving no room for misunderstandings.Ry

I didn’t fall asleep again. Instead, I lay there, savoring the comforting warmth of Ryder’s body beside mine. It took me back to the time I had broken my arm and he would come over early in the mornings, crawling into the bed with me after Aunt Mara had left. That had been a good time. I hoped that our lives together going forward might be the same.I was still lost in the memory when Ryder stirred beside me. He didn’t say anything at first, just wrapped his arms around me and held me close, like I was something precious he had lost and finally found again.I heard him sigh deeply, a sound full of contentment and perhaps a hint of relief.“I need to get up soon,” I murmured softly, though the last thing I wanted to do was go anywhere.My test was at 11:30, and Aunt Mara was picking me up at 10:00 and the responsible part of me knew I needed to start getting ready.“No...” Ryder mumbled, his grip on me tightening as if he wasn't going to allow me to go.“What time is your tattoo appoin