Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 4

Chapter 4 – Two V’s?

Evie

My next shift in the pack kitchens would be coming up soon and, since everyone wanted to point out I smelt like fermented milk, I headed back to my room. For a second shower of the day. Was I going to tempt fate again with dinner service?

Goddess, it was going to be so cold in my room to be wet through again.

Get an electric heater then, you gigantic muffin.

Why didn’t I think of that before!…

I was momentarily thrown off my step… did I just really think that? I had never called myself a gigantic muffin before in my life. A sarcastic moron that didn’t know when to quit, plenty of times.

I shook my head clear. This day was just f*****g with me. That was all. It had started as a shit-show and had thrown me off my game. And this damned pounding in my head was just exacerbating the situation.

I stopped by the storage room and rummaged around for a portable electric heater, finding no joy. I tested my waning luck with the storage room by the events hall; I knew we had some heaters somewhere. I was about to give up as the only thing I had found were those huge, fancy ones for the patio and I wasn’t about to be dragging that all the way to my room; it was hardly inconspicuous. I spotted what I was looking for, one of those bladeless tower fans that doubled as a heater, perfect.

Back in my room, the temporary ‘borrowed’ heater had dramatically taken the edge off of the air and that painful pounding within my skull had eased off too. My dinner service had been smooth, I hadn’t had anything dumped on me and, surprisingly, people had kept their distance from me as well. If I had thought slapping Janet with a tray would have gotten me somewhere, I would have done it months ago.

I wasn’t sure why, but my bed felt better than any other night I had slept in it. It was just as comfortable, it smelt no different, although those incredible faint scents of spices and sweet tree sap were back. There was no other discernible change and yet, this night, it had never felt so calming, so warm, as though it was its own blanket of tranquillity.

Whatever this sudden enhancement was, I was going to take full advantage of it for my lie-in tomorrow… if only this unrelenting buzzing that had started up before climbing into my bed would end.

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I rolled over with a groan and to the threads of dim sunlight sneaking through the gap in the curtains, catching me in the eyes.

Just five more minutes.

That was the most perfect plan anyone could suggest and I instantly cocooned myself further into my blankets. I had left the heater off last night as it was a little loud while I slept, plus I didn’t want anything catching fire overnight. That was all I needed to add to my repertoire as the wolfless rogue.

Wolfless? What the exact f**k do you think I am?

The sleepy fog that had encased my mind was slapped out of me at hearing the words clearly ring out from another voice that sounded suspiciously like myself but rougher, more animalistic. I snapped my head to the side, looking all around for another body in my bed, but finding no one. The scents of my room smelled more distinct, the colours clearer, the images sharper.

Was the mysterious voice… me?

‘After a fashion, I suppose. But in wider circles it’s pronounced wolf,’ the voice continued, in a rather chillingly familiar snark that I was used to hearing directed at others.

My wolf?

…I had a wolf!

was smack on

the uptake first thing in the morning. I’ll tuck that

know how long I’ve waited for you to show up?! I think I’m allowed some semblance of freak-out,’ I snapped back… to what felt like

do I pick one, or what?’ I was having

feels right, spelt

exactly?’ I inquired about the random emphasis she had placed

to your heart’s content. Don’t drag me

this how I sounded to

‘My voice is simply an auditory manifestation of our wolf spirit’s desires

‘You’re a what now?’

huffed with far too much attitude. ‘I sound like you because we live in your brain. That’s why, to you, we have words, but to others’ wolves that we link with, we’re a ball

I was already

human muffin. Maybe you should have paid more attention in school and then

Muffin?

you yesterday!’

did hear me? I wasn’t sure. It was like I was stuck beneath the water’s surface, trying to break through but never

to shift soon?!’ That thought both terrified and excited me. To have a real

I could feel her staring into the distance, searching for something and not quite being

I had heard others in the pack say once their wolf’s voice appeared, the shift followed just moments later. The symptoms experienced before our wolves manifested and emerged from their hibernation could be

I could

in my mind to just across the hall, to Lucy. Somehow, I could feel she was awake, she was responding

wolf!’ I excitedly called out, hoping

She squealed and not a second passed before I heard a much

grasping my hands. “Are you about to shift? Do we need to

there’s something missing?” And I proceeded to

brows furrowed in thought. “But if your wolf is saying she needs to wait, then there has to

specific that it’s spelt with two V’s.” I already knew

she?”

was as sarcastic as I was, with no filter. I

about mind-linking in a room full of people. Just focus on one person till you get the hang,” she turned over

smirked, only to regret it instantly when a painful frown

something dumb about a guy… and he heard. I didn’t mention names, but he knew it was about him,” and she looked truly

“Luce?”

nothing. It was just… embarrassing,”

your shift at the stables this morning?” I offered, hating to see

she tried to argue, but I wasn’t

around the horses. And I really think you should

stood to push her back to her room and into bed, “nope, not hearing it. I’ll ask if someone can bring you some breakfast

relented, kicking off her pants to snuggle up in bed. I quickly brushed up, changed and headed out

something she’s hiding, I could feel it within her wolf when she mentioned about mind-linking. She let me in, but she was guarded,’ Evva said as I walked to

mind-link, our wolves could link with each other too. But they didn’t share words,

it was something deeply personal. Maybe she really mind-linked the wrong person and it

serious as she was trying to be right now, I still couldn’t keep the spring out of my step at having another voice in my mind, one that I had

for Lucy, I was pleasantly surprised to not have to beg, fail and end up taking it to her myself. The others working all seemed to straighten unconsciously in my presence, as though I had some natural authority.