Mated To Twins [OLD VERSION]

31| Chapter Thirty One

ALEXI

I thought that since I've met the twins I knew everything there was to know about supernatural beings. Boy was I wrong! Turned out every vampire had a special... ability. The older they were, the stronger they became. Reagan had the ability to teleport. He teleported us from the tower into a beautiful living room. I learned later on that it was Erik and Roxanne's house. They led me inside before handing me a glass of golden liquid.

“It will help you calm down,” Reagan said, as he handed me a glass with brown liquid.

I hesitated, but took the glass from him. Taking a small sip, I winced as the liquid burned down my throat. My eyes fell on Blaze as she searched around the kitchen before disappearing into the living room again. I followed her silently. Reagan sat on the couch with a towel pressed to his arm. Blaze kneeled in front of him. She opened the first aid kit.

“It's healing baby,” he smiled down at her, but she ignored him.

Not wanting to intrude on them, I turned walking back to the kitchen. I downed the last of the drink then rinsed the glass out. Roxanne entered the kitchen. She gave me a small smile.

“Come on, I'll show you to a guest room. You can get some rest.”

I only nodded, following her up the stairs and down the hall. She opened a white door then stood aside for me to enter.

“Just yell if you need anything.”

“Thank you.”

Nodding, she walked away closing the door softly behind her. I turned around to take everything in. The walls were painted a cream colour. A queen size bed was pushed up against one wall. The covers were a dark blue and the carpet thick in a light blue colour. The room was simple. A bed and bedside tables with a couch pushed up against one wall and a coffee table. And then there was the bathroom.  

I walked over to the bed and sank down onto it. I grabbed one of the pillows and hugged it against my chest. Closing my eyes, I prayed that my mates would make it back in one piece.

Commotion from downstairs woke me from my troubled sleep. Stumbling from the bed, I made my way downstairs. The voices came from the living room. I stopped in the doorway. The colour drained from my face as I stared at them. With a strangled cry, I moved forward. Slade laid on the couch with his eyes closed and face extremely pale. His chest was bare with three bullet wounds. It had blood streaming from the wounds. The side of his face was also covered in blood.

“Alexi.”

Hands grabbed my arms, but I shook them off. Cupping Slade’s cheeks, I leaned over him begging him to open his eyes. They stayed close and he didn't move. He didn't make a sound.

“Princess.”

“N-no!”

I trashed around trying to get the hands off me. They were pulling me away from my mate. Strong arms wrapped around my waist then pressed me back against a hard chest. I didn't want to leave!

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FURY

Pressing my lips together, I walked out of the living room and into the kitchen with Alexi trashing in my arms. Turning her around, I pressed her against the wall with my body.

“Princess look at me,” I said softly, cupping her cheeks to force her eyes on me.

Her brown eyes were wide with fear and her face was extremely pale. Her body was shaking badly.

“They need to take the bullets out, they can't to that if you're there.”

“Fury... H-he… t-the b-blood,” Alexi stuttered, her hands clutching my arms.