Rejecting The Alpha Twins (Regan)

Chapter 84 Regan POV

She held the whip in her hands, holding it up, allowing it to glisten in the light as I stared, my stomach beginning to churn with nausea. There was a look of amusement on her face as she stared at me, her lips curving into a wide, sinister smile.

"Regan," she said, as I stood there, my eyes unable to look away from the menacing item she held, instinctively knowing it was intended for me. "I'm going to enjoy hurting you. I've waited for this moment" she hissed, standing and towering over me, "and now that it's here, I'm not about to waste it. Kneel" she demanded, her eyes flashing at me.

I refused. Her eyes narrowed and she cracked the whip experimentally in the air above me. I saw several pack members stop and stare before continuing to hurry past, avoiding my gaze. I met her eyes, refusing to be intimidated. "I will not kneel"

Not willingly. Not for her. When this was all over, I was going to take revenge on Isabelle and show her that she should never have messed with me or my mates. Whatever pain she was going to inflict, she should be prepared to face herself. She pointed at the guards. "Force her then" she spat, looking at me with arrogance.

I wrestled with them but was forced to the ground, my back facing Isabelle, my head lowered, exposed, and vulnerable. I felt them tear open the back of my shirt, exposing the bare flesh. I bit my lower lip, feeling helpless and pissed off. I heard the sound of the whip crack in the air a few times, flinching automatically at the sound while Isabelle giggled softly, enjoying my reactions.

Whack. My body jerked as I felt the first strike of the silver whip the whip burning my bare flesh, stinging and marking me as I gritted my teeth, refusing to scream. I knew that by screaming I would only give Isabelle what she wanted. What she craved. She wanted to see me humiliated. I was not going to give her the satisfaction. My breath let out slowly as she withdrew the whip and tsked behind me, sounding disappointed.

"Well, that's no fun. I was sure by now that you would make a sound or scream from the pain" she said, her tone syrupy sweet. "I guess I'll have to do it again," her tone went nonchalant

I braced myself, knowing what to expect. The first strike had been painful but the second one was much worse. She used more force this time and her hit was much more accurate, hitting me directly in the centre of my back. I let out a strangled groan, my hands barely keeping me from falling forward as the whip flicked against my skin and pulled back. More stinging, more burning. More pain and throbbing.

"This is so much fun" Isabelle gasped and giggled. "I wonder how many times it will take before you lose control and scream in pain Regan. You know that your mates feel the same pain as you do, don't you" she added with delight, "so Xander and Xavier are feeling everything that you are experiencing. I bet that's making them really angry" she said with glee, practically

• rubbing her hands together.

"They'll kill you for this Isabelle" I warned but she just laughed as though it was ridiculous to think that Xavier or Xander would do anything to her.

I knew my mates and they would get free. I had faith in them. I just had to wait patiently.

"So

many threats Regan but nothing to show for them. You are nothing but a lowly servant now, not even fit to kiss my shoes" she gloated, her smile growing wider.

Strike. Strike. Strike. Three hits in quick succession, causing me to fall forward onto my face. The pain was excruciating. My whole body felt as though it had caught on fire. I could feel the blood trickling down my back. The burning feeling increased. The guards stepped forward and grabbed me, roughly forcing me to get back up and kneel again. I bit my lower Hip so hard that I made it bleed as I tried to withstand the pain. I was in no doubt that my back was a bloody mess by now. My body shook as I waited for the next inevitable hit. Isabelle was far from finished.

"Hmmm. Maybe I'm not strong enough" Isabelle said after a long pause. "Perhaps one of these men should take over. It looks as though their strength is stronger than mine. You" she pointed at one of the warriors and gestured him forward,

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handing him the whip with an impatient look on her face "Whij her as hard as you can. I can tell if you don't" she warned, folding her arms across her chest and motioning to me as I watched over my shoulder, my chest tightening. "But the man began to protest but a further glance from Isabell changed his mind.

Another protest and he could very well be in the same position. He wisely decided not to make any further objections and simply nodded as he acquiesced.

He took a deep breath and raised his arm up in the air. The sickening sound of the crack of the whip caused me to stiffen and then pain reamed down my back. He had used his full strength and held nothing back. My back arched, my mouth opened, and I let out a bloodcurdling scream as the pain became intolerable, tears pricking the corners of my eyes. It hurt so bad that I couldn't move.

"Much better" Isabelle's voice is filled with satisfaction. "That's the sound I wanted to hear" she added with laughter. "I want to hear it again" she trilled.

I looked at the man pleadingly, but he was busy looking at Isabelle for further instructions. She motioned to me and ordered him to do it again and again. My body continued to jerk and jolt my screams ear-piercing as the pain washed over me. I lost count of how many times he struck me, feeling blood pouring down my back. Tears streamed down my face as I openly sobbed. It felt like a lifetime before Isabelle decided to stop. By then my voice had grown hoarse from all of the screaming I had done.

"That's enough," she said conversationally as I lay facedown on the grass, my shirt torn to shreds so that it was barely covering my front, the pain'so great that any move I made resulted in a throbbing sensation and the urge to shriek. Iremained motionless. Part of me feared she was going to use something else, not sure I could handle anything more.

Silence. I sobbed, my face turned to the side, so weak that even if I wanted to move I couldn't. The knowledge that Xander and Xavier had felt the same pain distressed me even more. They would be beside themselves. Did they even know what had caused the pain? Had they guessed? I heard the sound of footsteps moving slowly and deliberately towards me and then felt Isabelle's shoe step on my hand, causing me to cry out as I tried desperately to yank my hand away from her. She stepped harder, almost crushing it.

"Who's the one lying in the dirt now? Why

banished from the pack house like the lying little dog she is". Isabelle leaned down to whisper in my ear. "You turned my father, the only father I have ever known into a rogue and now he's dead because of you. You thought we didn't know?" her tone is mocking. "Mother and I know that he's gone. Johnathon gave everything to us, even including us in his plans to take over this pack. He was going to join us eventually and become a leader as well. You had to ruin it. You and your mates. Now you're going to pay. I've always hated you Regan" she told me smugly. "Now I can do whatever I want to you and there's no one here to stop me. You might as well say goodbye to your precious mates" she threatened.

• "Let Xavier and Xander go" I whispered, pleading with her. "They haven't done anything wrong."

"Haven't they?" she murmured, tilting her head, her eyes glinting. "They didn't take me as their chosen mate when they had the chance. They rejected me and publicly humiliated me. Do you think I'm going to let them get away with that?" she asked- incredulously. "They have to pay for that. All of you have to pay.

"Then take it out on me but leave them alone. Everything is my fault" I said, staring her in the eyes.

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Maybe I couldn't save myself, but I could try to save the life of my mates. I was willing to do anything if it meant that Xavier and Xander survived, Even negotiate with this crazy bitch.

"If I did that then I wouldn't be showing an example to the rest of the pack. Maybe I could convince them to reject you and take me in order to save your life" she said, looking thoughtful. "What do you think about that Regan?" she asked with interest "How far do you think your mates would go to save you? Do you think they would be willing to take me as their

could live?" chosen mate and reject you if it meant you

Was she delusional? Xander and Xavier would never agree to such a thing.

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My eyes closed and I fought to breathe, the endless pain coming and going in waves as I struggled to remain conscious. before succumbing to the darkness and passing out on the grass next to the post, still collared and unable to free myse SEND GIFT

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"They would never betray me like that," I told her evenly, hoping she would see sense.

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She threw back her head and laughed. "I once believed the same But if they love you, they'll want you to live. If I continue to torture you, over and over, how long until they break? How long until they recognize that rejecting you is by far the better choice than having to feel or watch you slowly die in front of them? I bet you I can easily persuade them to do what I want if given the right time and using the right motivation."

She was crazy. There was no other explanation. The power had gone to her head.

"You're sick Isabelle. They would never take you as their chosen mate. No matter what" I said disgusted.

"We'll see. There's always a spell for that too Regan. The witches helped us once already, I'm sure I could convince them to do it again for the right price. My child deserves to have a father, don't you think?" she asked, deliberately putting a hand on her stomach and blinking innocently at me.

"Your child deserves to die" I blurted out "It's going to be a monster just like its mother."

It was a horrible thing to say but the words came out of me without thinking. Isabelle slapped me across the face. "Of all the things to say" she hissed, straightening back up. "Lie here and try not to die" she snarled "I haven't finished playing with you. You're my leverage with the twins, not to mention my plaything" she smirked, glancing up at the guards as I glared at her. "Nobody is to go near her or touch her. Anybody gets within five feet of this post, you have my permission to kill them" she said, flicking her hair over her shoulder and sauntering back to the pack house, whip in hand.

My eyes closed and I fought.to breathe, the endless pain coming and going in waves as I struggled to remain conscious, before succumbing to the darkness and passing out on the grass next to the post, still collared and unable to free myself.