My Twin Alpha Mates

Chapter 2

The alpha finally let me go to my Spanish 4 class. What a jerk. I hate him. The Alpha is obviously delusional. What girl in their right mind would willingly hand over their virginity?! None that I know. And why didn't Libby tell me? My dad would've done something. After all, he is the Beta of the pack.

It's now the end of the period before my lunch. The bell rang. Oh no! I rushed out of the room, keeping my head down as I walked straight out of the building. I was able to avoid making eye contact with anyone. I shimmied past the Alpha's group and was able to get out of the doors and into the safety of the outside world. I quickly made my way to to Starbucks. I got here safely! I was feeling very accomplished.

As I was doing my happy dance in the parking lot, I sensed Libby coming up behind me. I whipped around and came face to face with her. She looked a little annoyed that I had left without her. Not wanting to risk getting caught from someone in our pack, I quickly braced myself for what I knew was to come.

"I thought we were going to meet before we headed over here!" she yelled. One thing about my dear best friend, is that she doesn't know how to not overreact over simple things. Such as me leaving her. It wasn't a big deal, and hey, I did it for the right reasons!

"Shut your mouth Libs! You're gonna get me caught by the alpha! He's after me," I whisper shouted at her. I immediately regretted my words, as I remembered that she was a victim of the Alpha's torment too.

Realization dawned on her face and her eyes started to tear up. Her body went rigid as her eyes gained a faraway look. She must be remembering it. Oh no, what have I done? "He finally wanted you too?" she asked, with sympathy and sadness in her eyes. Close to tears, I mustered enough voice to begin to direct her inside.

"Yes, Libs, and he told me about you. Why didn't you tell me? Wait, lets get inside and get our coffee before you tell me," I said quietly. She nodded her head and wiped the single tear that was running down her left cheek. I wrapped a motherly, comforting arm around her, trying to display that I was right here; that I wasn't going to let anything happen to her again.

I walked into Starbucks and walked to the counter with Libby right beside me. I sniffed the air to check for any weres. There weren't any, so I began to order our fall usual. I got a Venti Pumpkin Spice Frappucino. I ordered Libby's comfort coffee: Double Chocolatey Chip latte. No lunch for me. My mom always chastises me for my eating habits, or as she's classify it, lack of them. She swears one day I'll just be skin and bones, with no muscle on my body. Which, isn't entirely true. At dinner, I eat a lot.

I grabbed my coffee and Libby grabbed hers. The boy who made our coffee put his number on my cup. I shivered. It irks me to no end when someone hits on me. He's also a high school drop out. I can't stand the desperate guys.

We sat down on the couch in the corner and I plopped my bag on the floor beside me. Turning my phone to silent, I prepared myself for the onslaught of information I was about to receive from my best friend. I'm sure you can imagine I wasn't too eager to find out what he did to hurt her. I turned to Libby. Earlier, I was pretty ticked about the whole thing, but now I'm more open to hearing her side of the story.

"Well, I can explain this Jules. One night when I was walking home from the pack house, I left my sweater by the door. The Alpha ran out and told me I forgot it, and handed it to me. I thanked him and turned to walk away. He told me he wanted something in return for my jacket. I asked what it was, and he said a kiss. I refused, and told him I was waiting for my mate, but I'd do anything non-sexual for him. He got angry and alpha commanded me to kiss him. Jules, my dad's only third in command for his dad. I'm not strong enough to resist the command like you. As he told you, he, he-"

Libby broke down into sobs while I held her. She was so upset she couldn't even finish her story. Setting her hot coffee on the table in front of us, she quickly put her arms around me, holding onto me as if I can preserve her. "Shh," I cooed, "I understand. You don't have to finish. I am sorry he took your virginity, and he will not be taking mine!"

"That's damn right!" Two husky voices said from above me with clenched teeth. I looked up and my eyes were met with a pair of baby blue, and an emerald green pair of eyes.

Mates!' My wolf cried.

Oh, brother.