My Two Alphas novel Chapter 23

　　Ace POV

　　I could hear them talking and it infuriated me listening to their banter before the room fell silent .I was sick and tired of being compared to Tyson, ever since we took over this pack it has always been a competition but it wasn’t supposed to be like this with her. She was both of ours yet he would toss me away from her and that pissed me off, we agreed that we would share her. Share, not one keeps her for himself. It made me wonder if it was his plan all along, but I knew that was just my jealousy talking.

　　I sat staring at the ceiling, I wanted to be with her, wanted to apologise, wanted to make up for what I did but I can’t if she won’t let me near her. Atticus was frantic at the thought of losing his mate, frantic that she would reject us again. I was restless and she was so close yet so far out of reach for me right now.

　　“Will you stop that?” Tyson’s voice says flitting through my head.

　　“Stop what?” I ask annoyed. I was staying away like he wanted.

　　“The scratching” He snaps at me. I looked down at my hands not realising my claws had slipped out and I was tearing apart the side of my bed.

　　“Sorry I didn't realise” I tell him.

　　“You ok or not?”

　　“Like you care, what do you think?” I tell him.

　　“She is asleep, you can come in but don’t wake her, and you try anything”

　　“I won’t, Atticus is annoying me”

　　“I mean it Ace. You try to mark her I will lose it, you can come in but hop out before she wakes” Tyson tells me.

　　‘I won’t, I just want to be close to her” I tell him, already climbing out of bed. I opened my bedroom door before creeping down the hall, creeping around my own damn house but I felt better knowing Tyson still wanted me to be her mate, it put me at ease a little that he wasn’t trying to shove me out.

　　“He is our twin” Atticus tells me, making me realise how silly my jealousy is, he is just protective of her, we both are, just I fucked up.

　　I pushed open his bedroom door and he was watching TV, Lucy asleep with her head on his chest. He pulls her closer, giving me room on the bed so I can lay beside her.

　　“Don’t wake her she will be pissed off” Tyson mindlinks and I nod before carefully laying down beside her. I shuffle closer to her, draping my arm over her waist. I bury my face in her hair inhaling her scent. My wolf instantly relaxed and so did I.

　　“If she accepts us we will have to get a bigger bed, no offense bro but I don’t want you touching me” He says and I chuckle and she stirs. I freeze and Tyson does too before looking down at her. She rolls, both of us frozen before she turns into me. I knew she was reacting to the bond and not me but I liked it all the same as she snuggled closer.

　　Tyson flicks the TV off before snuggling closer to her.

　　“Fine you can stay but if she wakes up and is angry you are taking the blame”

　　“Deal” I reply, kissing her head and pulling her closer and into my chest.

　　Lucy POV

　　Waking up, I am surrounded by warmth. Sparks rushed everywhere all over my body and I stiffened when I picked up Ace’s scent, my hand darting to my neck and I let out a breath of relief when I realised he hadn’t marked me while I was asleep though I am sure i owls have woke up to his teeth in my neck. I stare at him, besides their scents the only difference between them was Ace had a scar through his eyebrow and across his eyelid while Tyson face was scar free. Though Tyson had a rather large cut across his inner thigh from taking on a bear when we were camping when I was kid, it stumbled into our camp trying to get in our tent.

　　It woke us up when it clawed through the canvas and he barely had time to shift before it dragged him out. Poor thing was hungry Tyson fought it off and scared it away yet it tore into his thigh pretty bad and I had to hold his thigh together while it healed leaving the scar while Ace went to get Ryker. I run my fingers down his eyelid tracing the scar with my finger. His eyes instantly flew open at my touch.

　　“I’m sorry” he whispered, gripping my hand. He kisses my fingertips before holding it to his chest.