The Alpha's Twins

The Liar Told The Truth This Time

The cold, dry air bites at my exposed skin as I wake up. From a distance, I can hear water dripping from a stairwell and I remember where I am and why I'm there. My breasts are heavy and I realize that the twins need to be fed right about now.

The events from yesterday replay in my head: the fighting, the anger, the hate. I feel trapped in what's supposed to be my home and with the twins here I can't leave.

I force myself off the stairs and head to our room. Alec was asleep but he jumps awake when he hears me open the door and head inside. I look at him quickly to make sure he's alright and avert my eyes from him. If I have to open my mouth, nothing would ever come out. I open the glass doors of the nursery and head inside.

The twins are whimpering in their cribs and I know that at any second they're going to start bawling. I lift up Blaze first and kiss his curly jet black hair and rest him on our bed and Alec pulls him further into the bed so he won't fall.

I still avoid his eyes even though I can feel his eyes fixedly on me. Then, I lift Blue who spits on my shirt but I just laugh softly and kiss her on the cheek. She shrieks once and I lay her back onto my arm so she can calm down. Both Blue and her brother are making the sucking faces.

"I know, babies. Mama is going to feed you two right now." I coo at my beautiful twins who both look at me with curious, innocent eyes. If only my life were as easy as theirs. I take a seat on the bed and prop up the pillows with my free hand behind me. Alec who was playing with Blaze's feet realizes that I need to feed him and puts him in between my legs. I don't thank him and instead the awkward silence ensues.

"Okay, here we go." I tell them even though I know they have no idea of what I'm saying. Blaze slaps at my chest and I laugh at his futile persistence. I struggle to take off my bra and it still doesn't come off. I didn't want Blue losing head and neck support, but I couldn't feed them without taking it off. Alec notices my dilemma and stretches his arm, unhooking my bra and I yank it off.

I watch as both Blue and Alec latch on quickly and they seem so focused. I have no idea why I ever regretted being pregnant. No matter how angry I get at Alec, I'll always be grateful to him for blessing me with my angels. I knew we'd have to make up soon because we usually forgive each other, but I don't think I can get past what he said to me about Desdemona.

I'm supposed to be the one person he can talk to about anything, but I'm not and that revelation stings more than I want it to.

Alec gazes at our twins, his breathe lowered by the tranquility the room offers. The isolation the palace offers is one of the minor reasons why I choose to stay, it brings me both drama and solace which is contradictory but true as well.

The twins feeding is so captivating that Alec and I don't notice an intruder until the bedroom door slams shut startling the twins and they start crying, unlatching from my chest.

I glare at the door in search of whoever did it and to my surprise, Desdemona's face pops into my vision. I glance at the twins who are still sniffling about their little scare and then back at Desdemona, "You are really asking for me to snap your neck aren't you." I lift up the twins and put them on either side of my chest and their long bodies cover my breasts.

"You shouldn't be making threats, m'lady. Not with children in your hands. Let alone yours." Desdemona cackles, pulling out a pocket knife from her long-sleeved sweater.