The Twin

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Morning's light filtered through my window, forcing me awake with its brightness. Groaning, I threw my pillow off of my head and sat up, blowing my hair out of my face. I sat for a few minutes, recollecting my thoughts as I remembered yesterday. Stretching my stiff muscles, I slithered from my bed and dragged myself to the bathroom. I tried preparing myself for today, knowing I'll have to speak to Vincent and introduce him to the pack, even though they already have an idea of who he is. I don't see there being any possible way for me to ready myself for facing him again, especially with how arrogant he seems to be. I stepped into the shower's warm water, deciding I'll just have to be like the clear liquid and go with the flow.

But even that seems difficult.

"Vincent?" I called, knocking on his door. I began to impatiently tap my foot against the ground, growing tired of playing the waiting game.

It has been three hours since I sent my beta to wake him, Vincent had simply ignored him before telling him to leave. I can't believe the audacity of this brute, he first comes marching in and claiming I was now his, without allowing me to mourn Dominick and now he decides when to introduce himself to the pack? He may be the new alpha, but I'm still the luna and he needs to work with me. And besides, it's simply showing respect as an alpha to his pack to introduce himself, though I'm starting to feel as if respect isn't his forte.

"Vincent!" I snapped, raising my voice as I pounded away at his door.

Still no answer.

I blew out a breath and shoved his door open, freezing when I saw him curled up on the bed. I studied him, shocked by how innocent he seemed. My eyes widened a bit when I saw the scar on his face, going from his temple to the opposite side of his jaw. The thought of how painful that wound must have been made me wince, it must have taken weeks for it to heal.

"Why are you in here?" He growled, his voice dragging me from my reverie as his eyes snapped open, revealing two golden orbs.

I swallowed nervously, "I...uh...I wanted to introduce you to the pack. They deserve to know why you're back and maybe get to know you. Considering you have been gone for years.”

He groaned and curled up further, "I haven't slept for the past four nights...can we do that tomorrow?"

I wanted to tell him to suck it up, but I could tell he was exhausted. Deciding against being rude, I silently nodded.

"Thank you," he mumbled.

"Welcome," I replied as I turned around.

"Olive?"

I stiffened at that nickname, "How do you know about his nickname for me?"

"I came up with it....how do you not remember?"

His voice was broken, each syllable coming out with its own song of pain. The urge to comfort him trapped me in, making me its prey. Turning around, I narrowed my eyes at him.

"Remember what?" I demanded, getting sick of the confusion.

He slowly blinked, trying to fight his need to sleep, "Dating me...falling in love with me...why don't you remember?"

"Because we never dated! Dominick just used your name because he didn't want the pack knowing he was back. I never even knew he had a twin! He never even explained the entire story to me, so I'm already confused about this.”

"He lied."

I scoffed, "Dom never lied to me, quit being desperate."

"I'm sorry I left," he suddenly murmured.

"What?"

He stared at me with his sad eyes, silently begging me to remember. I only shook my head and walked out, not having the time to waste with his ridiculousness. There is no way Dominick would lie about something like this and stealing his brother's love. He may have not always been the best to me, but he was still my mate and alpha. There was a small part of me that believed him, nudging me, begging me to ask him for the full story. However, I simply shut his bedroom door and walked away.

I remember Dominick telling me something about Vincent, claiming he had called himself Vincent to fool their parents. Apparently, Vincent had gone off to the military despite his parents' wishes of him becoming alpha. He didn't want anything to do with it, declaring the title wasn't meant for him. The story made no sense, if I'm being honest with myself, but I didn't want to question anything at the time. While Dominick had a loving side to him, he was often unpredictable. He barely laid a hand on me and when he tried, I would easily overpower him. However, his temper was something to admire for how short it was and the awful words he would yell at me. If I questioned him at all, he would lose it, calling me multiple names and telling me to quit undermining him. He had made claims of me thinking of him as some coward, even though I had never said such things. It would confuse me, but I learned to keep my mouth shut and to get my answers from somewhere else. But not even the beta understood what it was Dominick was saying, he had thought Vincent left to find himself a worthy mate.

Shaking my head, I settled on finding something to distract myself until I'm able to speak to Vincent. If we are to live together and lead a pack together, then I'll have to get my answers and try to figure out why he keeps asking why I don't remember him. If it's true, if we were in love before, then I'm sure we can fall for each other again. But he needs to give me a chance, he needs to help me remember in ways that don't include kissing or those typical romantic ways. Even if I do eventually remember, I'm not sure if I'll be ready to accept him yet, I have loved Dominick for many, long and difficult years. We had been through a lot, to let go of my memories of him is impossible. Vincent will need to understand that he needs to be mindful of the sorrow and pain I'm dealing with if he wants me to welcome him into my heart.

The day had quickly turned to evening, the sky painting itself the colors of a sunset as the sun began slipping behind the mountains. I hadn't seen Vincent all day and it was beginning to drive me crazy. The pack kept asking me where he was, if he left again, if I rejected him after yesterday. The questions were constantly teasing my eardrums as I attempted to answer them, wishing I could hide within the confines of my room. At least there, I could be in peace and gather my thoughts.

"Luna? You alright?”

I turned to face my beta, my happy facade melting away as I showed him my exhaustion. "Hendrick, when will he open up? When will I have my answers?”

He frowned, "I have known Vincent and Dominick since they were pre—teens, Vincent is a difficult person to understand.”

"No, really?” I retorted, the sarcasm dripping off my tongue.

He chuckled, "You're a smart woman, Olivia, I'm sure you'll figure it out.”

"Thank you, Hendrick. Please, see if the omegas have finished their duties for the day and ensure they get their fair share of dinner. The pack seems to believe it's okay to abuse them, at least with Dominick being gone, that's one thing I can change.”

"Yes, Luna.”

I gathered my book and glasses before making my way to Vincent's room, deciding he had rested for long enough now. I was going to get my answers, whether he likes it or not.