Rejecting Her Twin Alphas Novel Free by Azrael Meow

Councilman Cleary

Amber



 “Amber, wake up,” A familiar voice calls to me, and I open my eyes. My mother is hovering over me with a huge smile.

 “Mom?” I asked, confused.

 “It’s time to get up for school, dear,” She touches my cheek, and it feels so real.

 “School? I’m not in school anymore,” I say to her. I sit up and find myself in my old room in my childhood home. 

 “Hurry up, Dylan and Regina are already up and getting ready,” Mom says and opens the door.

 “Mom?” I call her and jump out of bed. I run out of the door, but now I am in a forest.

 “Amber!” I hear my mother scream.

 “Mom!” I scream back.

 “Amber!” She screams again as I try to find her.

 “Mom, where are you?” I call. “Mom!” I run around frantically, trying to find her as she screams for me. I feel like giving up until I see her beside a fast-flowing river. She is lying in a pool of blood. “Mom!” I run over and kneel beside her. “We have to get you to help.”

 “You have to save us all, Amber,” She places a bloody hand on my cheek.

 “No, Mom, I have to save you,” I plead as I try to pick her up.

 “You have to save us all,” She repeats.

 “Mom,” I plead as her eyes lull to the back of her head, “Mom!” I scream, trying to rouse her.

 “Mom!” I scream and sit up. I am back in my room at Nightstar. The twins are looking at me.

 Tyler pulls me into his arms as tears stream down my cheeks. I look at Skylar, and he gives me a worried look. “It’s alright,” Tyler kisses my cheek. “It was just a bad dream.”

 “You kept screaming for your mother,” Skylar states.

 I nod, “She said I had to save all of us,” I whisper.

 Skylar reaches over and wipes tears from my face while Tyler is rocking me. “Go back to sleep,” Tyler whispers.

 I close my eyes, and before long, I am asleep. I don’t remember my dreams and wake up alone in bed. There is knocking at the door. It opens, and Sheila walks in.

 “Good morning, Amber,” she smiles at me. “Tyler and Skylar had to get up early to accompany Victor. They will be back later.”

 I sit up, “Okay.”

 “We, on the other hand, have much to do today,” She grins. “So, get up, get dressed, and meet me downstairs in the dining room.” 

 “Okay,” I nod as she walks out of the room. I linger on the bed for a second. My head is swimming with images of last night’s dream. ‘What does it mean?’ I think to myself.

 ‘You have to save us all,’ Lilith repeats my mother’s words.

 ‘What does that mean?’ I beg her, but she doesn’t respond. ‘Lilith?” I call to my wolf. After no reply, I slide out of bed and stumble toward the bathroom. I take a quick shower and put on a pair of jeans and a pink button-up shirt. I keep my hair down and head out of the room. 

 Corie is waiting by the elevators and grins at me, “Good morning, Amber.” She wrinkles her nose, “Eww, you smell like my brothers.”

 I can’t help but laugh, “Sorry. I took a shower.”

 “Mom wants me to come with you and her today,” Corie states as we enter the elevator.

 “Where are we going?” I wonder.

 Corie shrugs, “Mom just said we are doing Luna stuff. She tries to teach me about it. My parents are convinced that I am going to be a Luna too.”

 “Sounds reasonable. Most alpha daughters are mated to alphas,” I yawn.

 “I don’t really care who my mate is,” she says. “I would be happy with an omega as long as he is nice.”

 “Nice is good,” I agree. “But you want a strong mate too.”

 The doors open, and we walk down the hall toward the dining room. I can hear talking coming from the room. We enter, and Sheila is glaring at Corie.

 “Corie Anne Brooks, I thought I told you to dress nicer than that,” Sheila huffs.

 I notice that Corie is wearing a pair of sweatpants and an old Backstreet Boys t-shirt. 

 “Mom,” Corie whines. “You didn’t say that.”

 “Yes, I did,” Sheila argues. “For goddess sake, you are the alpha’s daughter. You need to present yourself better.”

 “I think she looks alright,” I defend Corie.

 Sheila sighs and sits at the table. 

 “Am I dressed alright?” I wonder.

 “You are fine,” Sheila grumbles.

 I notice she is wearing a pair of blue slacks and a white shirt with a blue jacket. Gina walks up to us and bows to Sheila.

 “Good morning, Luna, Corie, and Amber,” Gina says. “What can I get you this morning?”

 “I’ll have my usual,” Sheila responds.

 “Coffee?” Gina asks.

 “Tons, “Sheila responds.

 Gina takes Corie’s order and turns to me, “I like that shirt.”

 “Thanks,” I reply. “I would just like something simple like bacon and eggs.”

 “That’s it?” Gina says while writing it down, and I nod. “How would you like your eggs cooked?”

 “Over medium and a couple of pieces of toast with juice,” I tell her.

 “Okay,” Gina nods and hurries away. She returns a few moments later with Sheila’s coffee.

 Sheila adds cream and a heap of sugar before taking a sip. She sets her cup down and gazes at me with her hazel eyes. 

“So, tell me, why don’t you want pups with my sons?”

 I freeze up and look away from her. 

 “Amber?” Sheila touches my arm. “Honey.”

 I shrug, “I-I don’t know.”

 “Surely you know,” Sheila pushes. “It is our job to give our mates pups.”

 “Do you like pups?” Corie joins in.

 “Corie,” Sheila drawls. “Amber?”

 I sigh, “I like pups. I mean, I enjoy my niece and nephews.”

 “So, what’s the issue?” Sheila persists.

 “I just never saw myself as a mother. I don’t think I would be good at it. I am unlike my sister, who wants a herd of pups around me,” I explain.

 “You don’t need to have a herd,” Sheila chuckles.

 “Tyler told me I would probably have multiples,” I shudder.

 “That is a very real possibility,” Sheila nods and sips her coffee.

 I sigh. “I wanted to join my uncle’s squad and be a warrior. I had no idea I was destined to be a queen with two mates. I wanted to be a warrior and help others.”

 “Dear,” Sheila smiles, “It’s in your nature to help others. You strive to serve.”

 I shrug, “I knew I wanted to be a warrior after I watched my mother get killed. I just never pictured myself as anything else.”

 “You can still be a warrior, Amber. Being a mother won’t stop that. I still fought at Victor’s side after the twins were born,” Sheila states. “I still train. Just not as often as I would like.”

 “My brother and sister have nine pups between the two of them. Why do I need to add to that?”

 “You aren’t your brother and sister, Amber,” Sheila counters. “You and my sons are to lead us all. Having an heir or heirs is necessary.”

 “Can I just have one, then?” I sigh.

 “You can have as many or few as you want, dear,” Sheila chuckles. “But I recommend at least two so each of my sons has at least one child.”

 Gina and another omega return with our food. She smiles as she sets out plates down. “We had some fresh-picked strawberries,” She explains, setting a bowl down.

 “Wonderful, Gina,” Sheila grins. 

 “I know how much you love strawberries, Luna,” Gina bows.

 “Thank you,” Sheila says.

 “Want to hang out later?” Corie asks her friend. 

 “I have to work all day,” Gina replies.

 “After you get off?”

 “Sure,” Gina nods. “Is Amber coming too?”

 I shrug, “Maybe.”

 “Awesome,” Gina nods. “I’ll see you later.” 

 I dig into my food. 

 ‘You will have more than two pups,’ Lilith speaks up.

 ‘No,’ I grumble. ‘I am not going to be a damn broodmare like my sister.’

 ‘Your sister is not a broodmare,’ Lilith huffs. 

 ‘She has four with two more on the way,’ I argue.

 ‘Don’t diminish her like that,’ Lilith snarls. ‘It won’t be so bad. You will be a fine mother just like yours was.’

 ‘My mother is dead,’ I snarl at her.

 I can sense Lilith’s frustration, ‘She may be dead, but she was still your mother, and she loved you.’

 “Looks like an intense conversation,” Sheila’s voice makes me jump.

 “It’s always intense with Lilith,” I snort.

 “I would imagine a wolf like her has a lot to say.”

 “Too much to say,” I scoff.

 Lilith snarls, ‘It has to be said.’

 “I think I am scared, Sheila,” I blurt out.

 She gives me a look that only a mother could. Sheila touches my cheek, “It’s alright to be scared. Even a warrior like you is allowed to be scared.”

 I am comforted by her words. “I watched my mother get killed,” I explain. “She died because of me.”

 “She died protecting you,” Sheila points out. “I would die for my pups, Amber. Most mothers would. Is that what scares you?”

 “I suppose that is part of it.”

 “My mother died when I was young as well,” Sheila tells me. “It scared me from wanting to be a mother too. But the moment I knew I was pregnant with the twins,” She pauses. “It’s like my entire perspective changed, and in an instant, I loved them.”

 I look at my half-eaten food, “I still don’t know, Sheila.”

 “You will, dear, you will,” She touches my arm. “Hurry up and finish your food. We have places to go.”

 I finish my food, and Sheila leads Corie and me out of the house. A newer maroon Cadillac sedan is parked in front. A male omega tosses her the keys.

 “Thank you, Frank,” Sheila smiles at him. “How is your mom? Did she get through her surgery?”

 “Mom is doing great, Luna Sheila,” Frank bows. 

 “I’ll be sending her some flowers,” Sheila smiles. “And whatever else she needs.”

 “Thank you, Luna,” Frank nods.

 We all get into the car. Sheila starts it up and looks at me. “Frank’s mom, Nessa, is a talented dressmaker. She owns a shop in our little town but gets orders from all over.”

 “You should have her make your dress for your Luna ceremony,” Corie suggests.

 “I would love to look into that,” I mention as we drive away from the packhouse. 

 Pack members seem to know the car as Sheila because they all stop to give us a slight bow. We go down a street lined with shops and cafes. 

 “Victor and I ensure that our pack members have a start with their businesses. 

The pack members do most of the work, but we make sure they never want for anything.”

 I nod as she stops the car in front of a shop. 

 “This is Nessa’s shop,” Sheila says as we exit the car. “Her daughter, Maura, runs it when Nessa can’t.”

 I follow Sheila into the shop and admire the beautiful dresses. “Wow,” I express.

 A woman about my age approaches us and nods at Sheila, “Good morning, Luna.”

 “Maura,” Sheila holds her arms out to hug the younger woman. 

 “Mama made it through surgery with flying colors,” Maura tells Sheila.

 “Your brother told me,” Sheila grins and turns to me, “This is Amber.”

 “Skylar and Tyler’s mate?” Maura’s eyes go wide, and Sheila nods. “It’s so nice to meet you,” Maura smiles at me. “You are so pretty.” She trots over to a rack of dresses and ponders for a second before pulling out a green one. “This, this would be perfect for you,” she hands the dress to me.

 “Try it on,” Sheila nods.

 I hesitate, “Uh-“

 “Go on,” Sheila nudges me.

 I take the dress from Maura.

 “The dressing rooms are in the back,” Maura points out.

 I hurry back and try on the dress. It’s knee length and a little low in the front, but it fits me well. “Wow,” I express as I admire myself in the mirror. 

 “Amber?” Sheila calls to me, “Show us the dress.”

 I step out, and everyone claps.

 “You are a genius, Maura Reynolds,” Sheila praises her. “Just like your mother.”

 “Mama designs the dresses. I just know who looks good in what,” Maura shrugs.

 “Don’t deny your own talent, Maura,” Sheila encourages her. “You have a good eye. What do you think about the dress, Amber?”

 “I love it,” I confess. “I have never been big on dresses, but I love this.”

 “We’ll take it,” Sheila tells Maura.

 I return to the dressing room and put my street clothes back on. I hand the dress back to Maura.

 “I’ll have this sent to the packhouse, Luna,” Maura explains.

 “Thank you,” Sheila nods. “Let’s go,” she says and heads toward the door.

 We return to the car, and Sheila drives us to another shop. We spend a few hours talking to various shop owners. I learned so many names and watched Sheila respectfully speak to each person. 

 “Are you hungry?” Sheila asks as we drive away from another shop.

 “Yeah, I could eat,” I mention.

 “I bet you are pregnant,” Corie yells from the backseat. “I heard what you did with my brothers last night.”

 “Corie Anne!” Sheila barks.

 “I doubt things work that fast,” I mumble to my sister-in-law.

 We ride silently for a moment, and then I get a strange feeling. Sheila gasps and slams on the brakes. I see a man dressed in all black standing in the middle of the road with his hand outstretched. The car hits an invisible force, and we are thrown off the road. The car hits the ground upside down. I am dazed but awake. 

 “Sheila? Corie?” I call as the car is rocked. 

 “Amber,” Sheila responds. “Corie,” she calls, but there is no answer from the back. “Corie!”

 The car is lifted off the ground and thrown again. It lands right side up, and I look out the broken window to see a whole line of people marching toward us as the man in black watches.

 “Corie,” I hear Sheila frantically calling. “Corie,” she cries repeatedly.

 I climb out of the car, scraping my arms on broken glass and face the army before me. My sense of smell tells me they are mostly all vampires. Lilith roars in my head, and I let her take charge and shift. ‘Let’s kill some vamps, Lil,’ I say as she lunges at them.

Chapter 34 - Rejecting Her Twin Alphas Novel Free by Azrael Meow