Mated to the Ruthless Twin Alphas

RUBY POV

"What is wrong with you?" A low husky voice asked behind me, jerking me out of my thoughts.

I looked up from my feet and stared into a face which carried the greenest pair of eyes I had ever seen. The man before me had a stern frown on his face. If I didn't know him, I would be foolish to assume that he was asking that question because he cared enough to know what was wrong with me.

Hell, no!

My tongue felt heavy, and I was unable to make any word.

"Are you dumb?" He growled, closing up the space between us.

He didn't wait for a response, rather, in an instant, the man before me swung his arm in the air, and his large palm landed on my face with a force.

"Kpash!"

It felt hard, causing me to stagger backwards, until I felt my back against the wall behind me.

I blinked back my tears, as I met his green eyes again. This time, they were much darker, and a muscle in his jaw twitched.

"It's not too late to return you to your stepmother, you know," He said, advancing towards me.

I shook my head in disapproval, finally finding my voice, "No, please. Don't take me back there, I don't want my younger sister to replace me." I pleaded as I clasped my hands in front of me.

He twisted his full lips in a snarl, "Then, why don't you act like you are happy being a stock-my stock! I paid for you. So, you're mine."

I nodded, as tears streamed down my face.

"Yes, Sir." I muttered, "I'm yours."

"Good." He hissed, "If I sense any more attitude from you, I will not hesitate to drive all the damn way back to your wretched home and buy your sister too."

His threat hung low in the air as he started walking back to the car. I followed him closely and got into the back seat of the car.

His last words filled my head. The more I thought of it, the more terrified I became. I would rather die a thousand times than witness my only sister become a stock.

Stocks were worse than slaves, only loyal to the person who bought them. Stocks were known to have no life of their own, no identity bedsides existing to do the will of others.

It was a life I didn't even wish on my worst enemy.

Sadly, it was a life I had to get used to. The man who bought me from my stepmother had turned up his nose in disgust at the sight of me earlier.

"I need a prettier girl!" He had said to my stepmother, "Is this all you've got?"

I had been smart enough to send my sister away into the woods, so I could take her place instead.

My plan worked out, just the way I had expected it, but the future ahead of me was not something I was looking forward to.

Barely a few days after being sold to Kor, the stock trader, he told me about his plan to have me auctioned off to the Cruel Alpha Twins of the infamous Ashton Pack as their breeder.

As their breeder, I would be their private sex toy; their plaything.

They could ravage my body for their pleasure, as much as they desired. The only thing I owed them for keeping me alive would be healthy pups; heirs to the Alpha throne that I would never be able to claim as my children.

As Kor drove the small truck down the rocky part, my heart felt heavy within me. I was no longer able to cry, and my eyes stung.

A sense of panic and uncertainty settled over me, not because I was afraid of being the breeder for the twin Alphas, but because I was so damn sure that I wouldn't even be picked.

Hundreds of stocks, just like me, were travelling from almost all packs to the Ashton Pack, where the Alpha twins resided.

I was so sure that there would be worthy women, even more beautiful and endowed than I was who would catch the attention of the Alphas.

Of course, there would be other Alphas, but every sensible stock would rather be picked by the twin Alphas of Ashton Pack, than anyone else.

"Powder your face, Ruby," Kor said breaking the silence in the car. He was driving, with his attention on the wheels before him.

I nodded as I frantically began to search my small purse for the smooth, white powder that Kor had gotten for me on our way here.

I had on a skimpy red gown which showed off my long legs. As a result of how my boobs were way too big for the dress I had on, they spilt out from the undersized bra I had on.