Rejecting The Alpha Twins (Regan)

Regan POV

I hurry into the packhouse, my heart still racing, my hands trembling slightly. I hadn't expected to see anybody this early in the morning outside on the grounds, which now that I thought about it was ridiculous, considering that many shifters enjoyed early morning runs. I had been shocked to see Xavier side, and even more surprised when he had approached me. Instantly all I had been able to think about was Isabelle's attack last night and her ominous warning which echoed in my mind "I better not have Xavier accusing me of anything again."

Was he trying to get me to divulge who was responsible for myrt hand again? I had reacted immediately, becoming defensive as he tried to engage me in what seemed like an innocent conversation. My anger grew. I was tired of all the fakeness, the pretend niceties. I didn't know what Xavier Dominion was playing at now, but I didn't want any part in his sick games. Whatever he was trying to do now, I wasn't about to fall for it. I should never have let my defenses fall down yesterday. I needed to remember who and what he was. Everything he stood for. I let him have it. I told him exactly what I thought of him and this stupid pack. I lashed out and vented out the continuing frustration and resentment simmering beneath the surface. It felt good to finally unleash like that, even as I acknowledge that no doubt it will not go unpunished Xaver Dominion does not like to be talked down to. Not by anyone. I had well and truly stepped over the line, but I also did not care. Maybe it was time that he learned some humility. He and that equally arrogant twin brother of his. Maybe then they would know what it was like to have to live in this godforsaken pack.

"Regan" 1 spot Luna Jennifer who eyes me sharply "You're punctual" she comments.

It's as close to a compliment as I'm bound to get from the Luna, dip my head respectfully and bare my neck, as we are required to do when greeting the Luna.

"Good morning, Luna Jennifer. How can I be of service this morning?" I ask with as much graciousness as I can muster.

She looks slightly taken aback. I see her glance towards the kitchen and dining room which is already swarming with omegas preparing breakfast for the pack members.

"The windows need cleaning on the butside" she murmured, and I tried hard not to show my reaction as she glanced at me thoughtfully "Go find Richard outside, the gardener. He has a ladder you can use to reach the higher-up ones. Fetch a bucket and the other items you need from the cleaning supplies. I want everything spick and span for the twin's birthday party and that includes the exterior of the pack house" she declares

Great. I try not to blanch. I'm not good with heights. I have a fear of them. Every time I find myself anywhere higher than I like, I start to feel dizzy and disorientated. I can't tell Luna Jennifer that or attempt to refuse her direct order though. I swallow hard and bow my head, feeling resigned. There was no way of getting out of this.

"Yes, Luna Jennifer."

My voice is meek. I glance at my hand but it's already healing, albeit slowly. I have no excuse for not being able to perform this task. I grab the supplies I need from the closet and then head outdoors, finding Richard as instructed. He grabs the ladder and sets it up for me as I bite the inside of my lip and watch with wide eyes.

"Be careful on the ledge" he tells me sternly as I gulp "It's sturdy but you wouldn't want to fall he added with a chuckle as I stared at him with the blood draining out of my face.

The thought of falling from such a height terrified me. Granted, as a shifter, I would not die, but it would be painful and nerve-wracking. My body trembled as I stared up at the ladder. Took my time doing the windows that I could reach without using it, going around the house, careful and fastidious, wiping the windows dry and ensuring they shone, but eventually, I found myself back at the ladder, staring up at it with a slightly panicked expression on my face. It was times like this, that I could openly admit that I was a coward. Come on Regan, it's not that bad. There's a little ledge to stand on. All you have to do is take up your supplies and wash the windows. Just one step at a time. Slow and steady. Don't look down I told myself, breathing shallowly. It still felt like my body was shaking as I put one foot on the bottom rung and slowly began to haul my way up.

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12:18 Fri, Jan 10 Gti.

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See? That's not so bad. You're doing it, Regan. Just keep looking raight ahead of you and focus on the windows. One step at a time.

I began to carefully clean the window I came to next, clutching at the ladder with shaking hands, forcing one of them to let go in order to dunk the rag into the bucket of soapy water, wiping away at the window, before I grabbed the towel and wiped it dry. I was going to have to move the ladder over to do the nexones to the side of me, but there were still several windows

up

above me.

I moved up even further, clutching the bucket to my chest, sweal beading on my brow I was beginning to feel sick to my stomach.

Don't look down. Don't look down. Just prefend that you're on the ground, nice and safe I thought desperately, blinking my eyes as sweat dripped into them.

I managed to do the next few windows. By now my body was shaking so violently that it was a miracle the ladder remained standing and hadn't toppled over by my movements alone. My stomach churned. I was vehemently praying to the moon goddess with every shaky breath. If I get out of this alive, I promise to try and be a better person. I promise I'll try and be nicer, even to Isabelle i told the moon goddess, closing my eyes for a moment and then reopening them. Of course, the moon goddess did not deign to answer, She never answered any of my prayers and over the years there had been many, I had begged her to take me away, asked why I must endure so much abuse, and even questioned the reason for my own existence to no avail. It didn't stop me from talking to her but part of me constantly wondered if she was real and if so, why she chose to ignore my pleas for help. Did she think that I was not worthy of her help or did she think that I deserved the treatment that I was given as well? It hurt to think the moon goddess might have abandoned me, but I forced that aside, focusing on the task at hand.

You're almost at the top. If you can get this window done, then that means you can make your way down to the ground. The nice, safe, ground. Okay, Regan? Keep looking straight ahead.

1 gritted my teeth. I could feel myself becoming lightheaded. I felt as though I was going to vomit. Fear was overwhelming me. The thought that I might fall from this height terrified me could feel my body shaking, my hands clutching desperately at the ladder. One last window before I could move down. I began to move towards it, my hand holding the rag in its fingers. Then I made a fatal mistake. I made the one mistake you should never make when you are up this high. I looked down and instantly panicked. It was so far down. My body swayed. I felt my fear growing. My breathing became shallow, coming in short, panicked bursts.

1 dropped the rag. I heard the bucket go down, the water sloshing. I was frozen, and my body was paralyzed. My mouth opened in a silent scream. I couldn't move. I could feel my grip loosening, my fingers becoming sweaty. I knew I was going to fall. My eyes closed and I heard the sound of the ladder fall as my body dropped, my mouth finally letting out a scream that was bloodcurdling and filled with terror. I knew I was dead waited to hit the ground, to feel the pain of my bones breaking, to hear the heavy thud as I bounced on the ground. Nothing happened. Instead, I felt strong arms gripping me, my body caught in mid-air, the air knocked out of me as my eyes slowly began to flutter open in shock.