I woke up to the sound of my old alarm clock. It was six in the morning, leaving me with plenty of time to get ready and walk to school
Melissa would already be at work, and Frank typically slept in until 11 a.m or later.
I crept out of my bedroom and into the bathroom, making as little noise as possible. Frank was an absolute nightmare if you woke him up.
I went into the bathroom and combed my long chocolate brown hair. Everyone on Melissa's side of the family had extremely light blonde hair, making me stand out even more. I also have this rare condition called Heterochromia Iridium, making my eyes two different colors. While my left eye was an incredibly light blue, my right eye was a deep chocolate brown.
My grandma would rarely ever speak of my father, but when she did she would mention he also had the same condition.
l had a feeling that was why Melissa didn't like me, my own mother. Something bad happened between her and my father, resulting in him leaving the two of us behind.
Grandma would always receive a mysterious check every month, always written out for me. The minute I moved in with Melissa, she began receiving the checks too. The only difference was she used them for herself and Frank.
I looked in the mirror and frowned. I constantly felt like a walking abnormality. While I had friends at my old school, there were always kids who bullied me for my condition. It took me a long time to accept that part of myself and find it beautiful.
I slipped on a simple and inconspicuous outfit. A simple pair of skinny jeans, a white tank top and a black jacket. The point was to blend in.
I grabbed the granola bar that I bought yesterday and left the house. I followed the girl's instructions and was happy the school wasn't too far of a walk away. My walk took up half of my time and by the time I made it to the school, the parking lot was nearly full. Student's hopped out of their cars and headed to the front doors. Chattering and conversations filled the air around us.
I merged into the crowd of student's and tried to blend in.
My first stop was the office, which I managed to find quite easily. A large sign hung from the ceiling pointing out the small office.
"Well hello, dear." A plump woman in a purple sweater smiled at me, her rounded glasses hanging low on her face. "Are you new here?"
I nodded at her and gave her a small smile, "Aurora St. Claire."
I had been given my father's last name as a child, and while Melissa insist I change it to Frank's last name, I refused.
"Beautiful name." The woman smiled, rifling through a bunch of papers. "Here you are Ms. Aurora." She smiled up at me.
"Thank you." I smiled back at her and turned to leave the office.
I was looking down at the class schedule she had given me, when I slammed into someone.
I would have thought it was a brick wall if it weren't for the strong smell of cologne.
My bottom his the floor with a thud, and the hallway quickly became quiet.
I looked up at the person I slammed into and my jaw dropped.
Standing in front of me were two, very large and very angry twins. I had never seen two guy's who looked the way they did, as if they belonged on the cover of a magazine instead of at a highschool.
The two of them had jet black hair, strong jaw lines, and extremely dark eyes. They were both extremely muscular, but held that athletic slimness in their body. One of the twins had his hair shaved on the sides and back, but long on the top. The other twin had hair down to the top of his ears, but it had that messy look that other guys try and fail to achieve. Each one was drop dead gorgeous in their own way.
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Mated to the Alpha Twins
WerewolfAurora St. Claire had low expectations when she was forced to move across country the middle of her junior year. The last thing she expected was to run into the god-like Maddox twins. Aurora can't help the instant attraction she feels for the myster...