Chapter 3 Twin fight

★ADIRA★

The bright morning sun held high in the cloudless blue sky. Through the small window, I was able to see that dawn had faded and the sun was beginning to set in.

I haven't been able to sleep all night because of the mice wandering about in my cell. Heaving a sigh, I stared at the bruise on my lap that had now turned purple. If Drew had not applied an ointment on it yesterday, maybe it would have worsened than it was now.

A part of me could not help but wonder why Drew was acting nice to me. How could he be the one to cause me pain and yet, brought me relief at the same time?

Just as I was plagued with my wandering thought here and there, the cell door opened and Drew walked in. I somewhat felt relieved it was just Drew and not his psychotic father.

He bent towards my face and smirked. “So you're the daughter of the person who stole my father's rightful place?” he stated.

His words sounded more like a statement than a question. But still, I responded to neither. He doesn't sound like Drew, although he looked very much like him.

My gaze drifted to his wrist to see if he was really Drew or not. I remembered Drew mentioning a twin brother to me yesterday. Perhaps, could this be his twin brother? I asked myself.

Alas, his wrist was hidden beneath his long sleeved shirt and his deep icy blue eyes held mine. All of a sudden, I felt a power surge from my upper arm through my veins down to my hand. And then a little puff of smoke emanated from my palms. What the fuck was this guy doing to me with his eyes?

“Answer the damn question bitch!” He raised his tone at me and I flinched.

What does he expect me to fucking say?

Oh yeah! I am the daughter of the person who stole your Father's rightful place, or maybe...I think your father got it all wrong, I am not.

However, I said nothing and tore my gaze away from his. He wrapped his fingers around my hair, and yanked me up. I groaned in pain, jolting to my feet immediately.

As soon as I was on my feet, his hands rummaged my whole body roughly. He tilted my chin to face him then he did the unthinkable. He kissed me! His tongue  ran through my lip, sending a shiver down my spine.

He hovered over me as he continued teasing me with his tongue. I tried pushing him off with every ounce of strength left in me, but he was just too strong for me.

Thankfully, someone yanked him off me, and sent him crashing against the wall in a loud thud. A small smile crept to the corner of my lips as I stared at Drew. I couldn't be more grateful he came at the right time and if care wasn't taken, it would be hard to differentiate between the both of them.

“What the fuck bro?” the other one fired a questioning look at him.

“Dennis,” he snared. “How can you treat a lady like that?”

“A lady?” the look alike Drew addressed as Dennis scoffed. “Father said I could do anything I wanted to her. She is just trash, a very pretty worthless trash.”  He completed whilst shuffling to his feet.

I stared at him in shock and my mouth dropped to the floor.

Did he just call me trash?

My remaining pride was shattered and my ego felt bruised but I remained calm. I tried not to cry as I stared at the person who just stole a kiss from me address me as trash.

Dennis rolled his sleeve to his arm, unknowingly showing me what was tattooed on his wrist. A raven was imprinted in his. So while he checked his arm for any bruises, I was busy observing his wrist.

“Are you hurt?” Drew asked me, scrutinising me from head to toe.

I shook my head in response but said nothing.

“What?” Dennis scoffed. He spun around to face both Drew and I. “You tossed me against the wall and asked a slave if she was fine?” His gaze narrowed into mere slit. “Are you joking?”

“You are my twin brother, Dennis. Yet, you behave nothing like me!” He fired back at him.

“How can I behave like you?” Dennis furrowed his brows at him. “you're too pathetic and weak. So there is no damn way I'll be like you!” He retorted.

“You call being kind, weak?” Drew asked him with a scowl.

They were both into a very heated argument that they didn't notice their father, Alpha Dylan had walked in. His cold glare moved from me then back to his twin.

“What the hell is going on here?!” He bellowed.

Almost at once, they stopped arguing and everything became silent. Alpha Dylan moved around them in circles. His presence was so intimidating as he hovered around them. “Does any one care to speak up?” He asked none in particular. But precisely the both of them.

“I came into the cell because I wanted to see Adira, but I found Dennis kissing her.” Drew stated with rage seeping through his vein.

“Father you gave the permission to do anything I wanted with her. Isn't that so?” Dennis asked.

Alpha Dylan nodded his head. “Yes I did. She is worthless after all, so I plan to make her pleasure you both, what do you say?”

Drew pupil dilated in shock. And so did mine. “What?” Drew questioned his father. “How can you say that to her?”

“And what the hell are you going to do about it, Drew?” Alpha Dylan took two step towards him to instill fear, but Drew stood his ground. “Come to think of it, why were you here in the first place? Isn't it for pleasure also?”

Drew shook his head. “No, I wanted to know why her father did that to you. He was your brother afterall.”

Alpha Dylan nodded. “Fair enough. But since, Dennis wants her for pleasure and you want her for something else, you can both share her. Moreover, she isn't going to be either of you mate.” He declared aloud.

I watched Dennis lip curved into a devious smile, while Drew twitched up his lips in anger. Deep down, I wanted neither of them. I haven't gotten over the fact that their father took away the two most precious people in my life. Infact, three. Plus, my baby brother or sister mom was expecting.

Turning to face the wall, hot tears brimmed my lashes and I couldn't control it anymore. I sobbed bitterly, regretting my life for reducing to this shitty situation. I am weak, I am powerless and worst of all, I don't even have a wolf. There is nothing absolutely special about me.

Memories of that night surged to the forefront of my brain, and I slipped to the floor.  But before I knew what was happening, Alpha Dylan was standing in front of me with a glare tossed at my direction.

He bent and cupped my chin with his rough fingers. I looked up to see that both Drew and Dennis were long  gone. And I was left alone with my worst nightmare. “Don't think you're anything special because my boys are fighting over you.”

I tore my gaze away from his but he tilted my chin forcefully to face him. “Look into my eyes whenever I am speaking to you.”

So I obeyed him reluctantly. I felt too weak to fight back or utter a word. At this point, I was still too weak to match up with his strength. But I knew someday, I would be up for the task.

“I will make them lay with you until you beg for mercy. You will discover sooner or later that your whole existence is a disaster. I will make you feel like a whore and a tramp that you are. By the time I am done with you, you would regret having been born!” He released his grip on my chin and I batted my eyelashes to restrain me from crying.

No! Adira. You have to be strong remember? You can't let this get to you. No matter what, you are going  to get through this phase. I thought to myself.

Alpha Dylan bit his lower lip then he smirked. He shook his head in mockery of me before walking out.

At this point, I wanted the ground to open and swallow me whole. What kind of life was this? How can Alpha Dylan hate his brother this much? I know my father can't be that greedy to usurp his  position as an Alpha. There have to be a story behind this whole plight. But what the hell could it be?

I bowed my head between my legs and cried once more. Tears had now become a part of my consolation.

Just as the thought of killing myself crept to the forefront of my brain, Drew walked in immediately and held my hand in his. “Adira,” he called and I looked up to hold his gaze. “What do you say about escaping tomorrow night?”