Rejecting The Big Bad Alpha *COMPLETED & EDITED*

Chapter 36

Diana up the top xx

Play the song xx

~ Chels

Jordan's POV:

I walked down the stairs, well that was a lie I had actually hobbled down them, clutching onto the rails for dear life as I winced at every subtle movement I would make. Every time I moved my legs in order to do a human necessity walked, pain took over my lower region.

Like I said last night, I had bruises on my hips from where Alexander's fingers gripped ever so tightly, how he so deliciously devoured me with both his mouth and eyes.

I reminisced on the night less than 24 hours ago as another feeling began conjuring within the pits of my stomach. My mouth was filling with saliva at the memory of how much pleasure I was receiving from him. I closed my eyes, inhaling and exhaling wildly.

Alex said he would be back around 12 so that he could take me out for lunch while it also being when I would be able to go and see my family and friends again.

I started to walk down the stairs again, groaning inwardly to myself. It felt as though the stairs had grown an extra set of steps. Nevertheless, I made it down to the bottom floor and wobbled into the kitchen. I was looking for bread and Nutella.

"Hey Jordan!" I heard two young voices yell in sync just as I was unscrewing the jar of deliciousness. I screamed loudly, dropping the plastic jar Nutella onto the floor. The chocolatey paste speckled on the tiles. Eh.. I'll clean that up later. I let out an annoyed growl, picking the jar up and swinging around not so subtly.

"WHAT-" I stop when I realised who was behind all of this. I sighed, smiling gently at the two lively and bubbly faces. They both jutted on their feet, their greeny/blue eyes peering into my bland hazel ones.

"Oh. Hey Logan, hey Jackson." I say, a small blush peering on my face at the sight of them seeing me in Alexander's shirt and my blue underwear on. Thankfully the shirt came to my mid-thigh so it could pass as a dress.. On me that is.

"Hey Jordan- what's that smell?" Logan stops id sentence as he had begun sniffing the air. Jackson followed suit. I stood there, looking around awkwardly as the two young boys had there faces in the air.

As I gently put the jar of Nutella back onto the bench, I began thinking about what a sight this would it be if someone walked in to find two 8 year old's sniffing the air like maniacs and a 18 year old in her boyfriends shirt.

"Jordan... You smell different." Jackson commented as he peered up at me. I looked at them as if they were crazy. I sniffed my armpits. They seemed to smell fine although there was a slight trace of sweat. I then checked my breath, which of course was morning breath but how could they smell that? Maybe it was the fact that I was wearing Alexander's shirt.

"What do you mean? I smell normal." I questioned curiously. I then placed my hands on bot of my hips, peering at the two twins. I watched as both of their eyes were subtly looking between each other, then back up at me. They shook their heads at my sentence which caused me to raise my eyebrows. Logan then began speaking.

"No. it's not that. It's as if your entire scent has changed and turned into well.. uh.. our brothers." Logan said, his eyebrows creasing in curiosity. Jackson just jutted his bottom lip out as if to suppress a giggle as his brother let out a burp.

"Actually, Alexy also smelt different too..?" Jackson said, rubbing his smooth chin in thought. Realisation kick in which then caused me to gulp ever so slightly. I watched as Jackson's eyes then narrowed at me. He took a step forward as if asserting whatever little dominance he had in his possession.