Promised To The Alpha Twins
Chapter 34

We arrived at school, and the first two classes of the day went according to plan. None of the other students seemed to notice that I had been gone. My third class was a whole different story. I had almost forgotten that I sat with the twins in that class. The moment I walked through the door, both of their eyes were on me. Their gazes burned my skin, and the guilt bubbling inside me almost made me nauseous. I walked slowly, my eyes under surveillance as I looked into theirs.

It seemed like both of them had seen better days. Their eyes looked darker, almost black. Deep rings surrounded their eyes, making it seem like they needed a good night’s sleep. Ethan looked as handsome as ever, his hair messy on top and short on the sides. His long-sleeved shirt clung to every curve and contour of his body. Liam looked dazzling with his longer, tousled hair. His typical leather jacket was in place. They were sitting next to each other, as usual, giving me the chance to get through the class without them touching me. I needed to resist the pull I felt towards them, but now it felt stronger than ever. Something had definitely changed. The need to be close to them wasn’t just a purely mental torture; now it was physical. My body ached, trembling with the longing I felt. I wasn’t sure how I would get through that class, but I was determined to try.

“Well, hello, beautiful,” Liam’s dark eyebrow raised, his obsidian eyes roaming over the dress I had chosen. My cheeks flushed under his gaze, but I chose to ignore his comment.

“We heard you moved houses,” Ethan spoke softly, his eyes scanning my face.

“Yes, I did,” I nodded, keeping the conversation as smooth as possible.

“Did you move in with Axel?” Liam joked, and my heart raced. It warmed me inside when Liam called him Axel. Everyone else almost slipped up and called him my ‘dad’.

“They know how you feel,” murmured Gea. “If you opened up to them, you could feel their emotions too.”

“People don’t feel others’ emotions,” I rolled my eyes. “If they did, Lia and Dub would have never treated me the way they did.”

Gea sighed and retreated to the back of my mind, clearly tired of arguing with me.

“It’s not like I had a choice,” I frowned, my brows furrowing together in a grimace.

“That must be quite… tight,” Ethan frowned, looking concerned.

“How does it feel wearing that, beautiful?” Liam’s furrowed brow matched his brother’s, and I felt myself tensing in my seat.

“I’m… getting used to it,” I nodded.

Both of them sounded so sincere, so conflicted with what was happening. Something stirred inside me, something that connected me to these two brothers. I almost gave in to that feeling, but I reminded myself why I couldn’t. I couldn’t see myself building a life here, one where Lia and Dub were close by. I suppressed my feelings, pushing them down. I could deal with them once I was away.

I fought to pass the class, I fought to keep my eyes from flickering towards the twins. They made small comments, asked me small questions. I answered the best I could, keeping strong control over my emotions. The class passed slowly, their eyes leaving traces along my body. I was out of my seat before the bell rang, struggling to get to my next class.

I was grateful that Aly was in this class, keeping me safe from Chloe. Liam approached the front of my desk as soon as I sat down, a frown still playing on his face.

“You can talk to us, doll,” Liam frowned, his dark eyes shining with sadness. “In case you ever need someone to talk to.”

I murmured my thanks, ignoring Chloe’s heated gaze. I wouldn’t let their stares hurt me any longer. I was safe here at school, surrounded by people. As long as I stayed with other students, Chloe couldn’t harm me.

My fourth class passed, and I squirmed in my seat every time Liam looked in my direction. Aly and I talked about nothing and everything. She didn’t push me to talk about what was happening in my life, allowing the conversation to flow freely. I managed to arrive early at the gym, heading to the locker room before anyone else. I changed quickly, my eyes wide open to every student flocking to the locker room. I was about to leave the locker room and head to the gym when a familiar face approached me. My stomach twisted in fear, but Gea somehow suppressed the emotion. A strange wave of strength ran through me. It wasn’t physical strength, but mental. Just enough to help me get through this without turning into a trembling mess.

“Sussan, I need to talk to you,” Vera spoke softly, the words rushing out of her mouth quickly.

“You need to talk?” I scoffed, walking past her before another word could escape her lips. Her soft hand wrapped around my wrist. Her grip wasn’t strong, but pleading.

“Please, Sussan, I…” she started, but I turned around to look at her.

“What?” I snapped, letting Gea provoke me. Her anger mixed with mine, raising my emotions to new levels. “Didn’t you want to lure me to a party? Didn’t you want to let Chloe win? Didn’t you almost let me get r***d?

Vera’s mouth opened, struggling to replace the words she should say. I was drunk with anger, ignoring the surprised looks from some of the other girls.

“It’s so good to know that you didn’t want any of that to happen,” I laughed, tearing my wrist from her hand. “That completely excuses everything you did.”

Before she could say anything else, I walked out of the locker room. My b***d was boiling, tinting my vision with red. I couldn’t rid myself of the disgusting metallic taste in my mouth. My anger only grew.

We were playing volleyball once again, but this time I had no issues. I wasn’t hiding from the ball, waiting for the moment it touched my skin. I was seeking the ball out, easily passing it over the net. My movements were not hesitant, my body knew what it was doing. Gea was quite competitive, shouting profanities in my head throughout the entire match. We had won, and I had successfully ignored the looks from Liam and Ethan all day. Vera didn’t attempt to approach me again; it seemed she finally learned to think for herself.

Chloe was in class, as angry as ever. Her killer gaze was on me the whole time, but somehow I ignored it. I knew I was safe with all these students around. I knew, without a doubt, that if we were alone, she would definitely end my life,” the gleam of madness in her eyes attested.

At the sound of the bell, we returned to the locker room. I put on my clothes and made my way through the doors, walking down the hallway to meet Aly at her locker. For just that split second, I had let my guard down. I was surrounded by students, not caring about who might approach me.” A strong grip wrapped around my wrist, pushing me into an empty classroom. This situation was all too familiar,” I thought as I looked into Liam and Ethan’s eyes. Liam released my wrist, taking a step back before closing the classroom door. Some students glanced at us cautiously, their eyes blinking at the closed door. I wondered if any of them would notify a teacher; a small part of me hoped they wouldn’t.

“Darling, you’ve been avoiding us,” Liam clicked his tongue, approaching.

“I’m not avoiding anything,” I shook my head, trying my best to make my voice sound convincing, but it faltered in the end, betraying the falseness of my words.

“Of course not, sweetheart,” Ethan shook his head, his eyes flickering towards his brother before he also began to approach me. “We know what you’re feeling, darling.” Liam smiled, and there was something dangerous gleaming in his eyes.

“Stop fighting against them,” Gea urged, but I couldn’t focus on her at that moment.

“Stop fighting against us,” Ethan murmured, his large hands lightly gripping my h**s.

The touch sent a shock through my skin, beautifully burning my insides. I hadn’t realized how much my body craved contact, as if it had been going through withdrawal all this time.

“We can’t,” the words lingered on the tip of my tongue, ready to flow from my lips. The words refused to be spoken, refused to hang in the air. Ethan’s grip on my waist tightened as he pulled me closer to him. He took a step back until he could comfortably sit in one of the many scattered chairs. My body didn’t hesitate, even as he placed me on his lap. My legs were open, straddling the lower part of his body. I could feel my short dress being lifted up, but all I had in mind was Ethan’s touch. His hands gripped my waist tightly, as if afraid I would escape.

My groin was pressed against the hardened member between their legs. The sensation sent pleasurable and relaxing pulses through my thighs. Liam came up behind me, pulling his own seat as he gently stroked my long hair, pushing it aside. His fingers traced the length of my neck. A breathless sigh escaped my lips under his touch, the sparks acting as a sedative. My body had spent so long craving his touch that I couldn’t force myself to pull away. All the inner screams, all the confusion couldn’t save me now. I had deprived myself for far too long.

Gea wanted the twins, she wanted me to surrender to her caresses.

“This shall be our farewell,” I murmured in my mind, allowing my face to draw closer to Ethan’s.