Her Twin Alpha Mates

Chapter Three The Project

I sat in my room my head was spinning at the thought that I had less than twenty days to finish a project I had never started. I thought maybe just say that I’d like to be a professional chef or something because that way I wouldn’t have to do too much research and just talk about the things I already do. I wasn’t really sure what I wanted to do, I really didn’t care. I just wanted to go home with my mom. She alternated from home to the hospital every few months. She gets better for awhile then she’s sick for awhile.

I mean everyone knows that I live in this house and that I work there too, but not anyone knows how I am normally treated here not even my mother. I would never let her know that I was not treated well, because I didn’t want her to worry. I sighed and started writing about being a professional chef against my better judgment. It’s all I really know how to do is take care of people. I just wish that once just once I could be spoiled. I know when I still lived with my mother that I had been spoiled too. Her parents were rich and rich and took care of us, I wish I could remember what that felt like to not have to worry all the time. I don’t really remember what happened to my grandparents or were they were now. I worked through the morning and until three in the afternoon and I had almost finished it when I put it aside to go finish cleaning the guest rooms. There were at least five guest bedrooms some had bathrooms some didn’t I had lost count of how many bathrooms this place had. I wanted to do as much work now to cut down on how much work I’d have to do before the party. I checked the clock it was almost five thirty so I made my way to the kitchen to start their dinner.

I walked silently down the steps and past the twins massive master bedrooms right across the hall from each other. I had never been in their rooms but I’ve walked by a few times when they had company. I stopped dead in my tracks when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs and I knew from how it sounded it was only Dom. Judging by how he was walking I’d say he didn’t have a very good day. I squeezed myself into the wall to be out of his way hoping he wouldn’t notice me. That didn’t work of course, as a wolf you have a wonderful sense of smell. So not matter how much I tried to shrink myself against the wall it was to no avail.

“What’s up fatty???” Dom called to me.

I didn’t answer him I just kept walking by him.

He grabbed my arm and spun me around.

“I SAID, WHAT’S UP FATTY! Don’t you think you should answer me when I speak to you!? Or were you not taught respect seeing as your father skipped town when you were little.” He boomed at me and his voice made my ears ring.

“I’m sorry, I going to go start dinner Dom.” I apologized and answered the other question in a small meek voice.

“Hmmmph, I heard you have a boyfriend tubby how did that happen? Were you easy or something??” He was joking but his jokes were always mean.

Figures he’d hear about that weeks after that incident. I knew what that rotten boy was telling everyone so much for people forgetting it ever happened. I knew that was a pipe dream.

“No, Dom I don’t have a boyfriend anymore it was just a joke. He and his friends laughed about the fact that I said yes in the first place.” I answered while remembering how happy I was for a few weeks while I had a boyfriend.

It was nice to think that someone besides my mother cared for me. Even if it had been a cruel joke it was a nice little break from my normal. I just wished he wouldn’t tell people lies about me but I knew better. People tend to exaggerate their stories, I had heard part of the story. I started that he felt bad for me and that I had begged him for attention.

Dom laughed as he walked away and let go of my hand, it had been nice for a few weeks that I was dating this guy from school. He was nice at first until he took me out on a date and once we were alone he had beaten me a r***d me twice once vaginally and the other had been anal. It had been the very first time anyone had touched me sexually and it would be the last until I find my mate. I hoped they would still love me. It made me feel sick thinking about it. Even more so when I heard that according to him I asked for it all. It was my fault that he did that to me because I was stupid enough to trust him. I should have known better.

That memory had been hidden for a while and I wondered if Dom and Ashton had heard about the entire story. Or maybe heard I dated some football guy for a few weeks and had s*x with him. I remember coming home that night. I had been asked what happened to me all I said was that I had fallen down the steps at school, and that I bruised easy. They had all believed me and never asked any questions after that. I remember that they had allowed me to take the night off that night and take a hot shower to wash the dried blood of my face. It took forever for those gashes to heal. The people at school chuckled at my black eyes, and swollen face. I’d heard girls whisper in the bathroom about how I’d asked for it. Most of the time they were unaware that I was even there.

I cleaned the house and made the family dinner, I made them lasagna and garlic bread with a salad. Honestly I wasn’t in the mood for dinner after being reminded about that night a few weeks ago. It happened close to the end of the year and the guy was a very handsome boy. His name is Alex and he was a some what popular which I should have realized it was a joke then but I was taken back that he was talking to me. He had been a senior last year so I won’t have to see him this year. I was so grateful that I would not have to deal with him, a month after school he turned eighteen and met his mate. Now he’s only focused on her to the point that I don’t think he’d ever mess with me about it again.

His friends, however, I knew I wasn’t going to get always with it for very long.

“Excuse me,” a man’s voice brought me out of my thoughts and I turned to look to see who it was.

It was Dom he was being good right now with his parents in the room.

“I’m sorry, let me move,” I hurried out of his way so he could wash his hands before dinner it looked like he had gone to the shed at some point and worked in his old ‘72 Chevy Nova. Normally when he was having a bad day he’d work on his Nova.

Ashton was already at the kitchen table with his parents waiting for Rome to wash up so they could eat. Dom liked to work on cars and get a dirty mess while Ashton would rather read or go for bikes in the woods.

As usual dinner didn’t last long one thing about wolves is that they ate quickly so I never had to wait very long to clean up the kitchen.

“Here tubby you can have this,” Dom handed me the empty lasagna pan from the table. He grabbed the last of the garlic bread and ‘accidentally’ knocked the wooden salad bowl off the table.

“Ooooppss, looks like you’ll have to eat off the floor but hey they kinda clean enough” he chuckled as he left the room. I hurried over to clean up his mess.

It wasn’t such a big mess that it took me longer to clean it was just annoying that he had to push the salad on the floor. I tossed it all in the trash and took out the garbage before going to my room to finish my project. I was walking past the twins rooms when I heard both of them complaining about having not found their mate yet and how unfair it was.

I thought it was funny honestly because I mean you reap what you sow perhaps they should be nicer. They were complaining before their nightly run and I tried to be quiet as I walked by especially by Dom’s room.