Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 5

Chapter 5 – What Are You Dreading?

Evie

11 days later

The party was pretty much set for tomorrow. The only things to cover now were the fresher items, like the cakes. The other kitchen staff were busy baking, under Lucy’s close watch, who made sure everyone followed her recipes to the letter.

I had managed to finally get the woman to go with me to the shifting specialist she had seen last time about her symptoms that were still persisting and continuing to keep her up at night. I had almost had to resort to stuffing her under my arm and marching her to the doctor’s office. Fortunately, the threat alone had been sufficient and I was right to have worried. The doctor said her symptoms shouldn’t have lasted this long and when she was asked if there was anything else that could be the cause, she said no and looked away. Her doctor prescribed some medication, a concoction of pain relief and diluted wolfsbane, to give her body time to adjust to new hormone levels. It would subdue her wolf, Lobelia, temporarily, but Lucy said her wolf was for it.

If I was suspicious before that she was hiding something big, now I knew it for sure.

I had been dropping hints for her to tell me and it was about time to tie her to the bed, to pry the story from her. But, whatever the true cause was, the medication was working. Lucy’s golden dewy skin, her deep red hair and her bright hazel eyes were all full of lustre once more. Gone were the dark circles under her eyes, though, she was missing her wolf’s voice; she was there, just unclear, like a distant echo.

While I had never experienced wolfsbane, and neither did I want to, all wolves were taught about it in school. The toxins, monobasic diterpenoid alkaloids – which I was impressed I could remember – would normally inhibit the link between the human and wolf sides in the brain. And where it would cause paralysis in humans, it triggered pain receptors in werewolves, causing a burning sensation. The wolfsbane in Lucy’s medication was nowhere near strong enough to cause her harm and the painkillers managed any discomfort. But for the time being, her wolf was somewhat suppressed and she was unable to shift; all intended effects that would revert when she stopped taking it.

I was almost tempted to take some myself. I had always imagined what my wolf would be like. What I hadn’t expected was that her sarcasm would not only rival my own but, at times, surpass it. It was like hearing your own voice played back to you and thinking, ‘goddess, I don’t sound like that… do I?’ I knew why I got in trouble before, but now I truly had a sense of the severity of my smart mouth.

into the pack kitchen for my last shift before the big day tomorrow, which had me uncharacteristically nervous as hell, what greeted me first was Lucy’s music. Goddess, what the hell was she listening to now? She had been playing Fleetwood Mac till our

s**t are you listening to? And why are they singing about Rasputin and him being Russia’s greatest love machine?” Her music choice

you are more than welcome to go be Janet’s b***h instead of mine. I

sir,” I narrowed my eyes and

go a little heavy on the vanilla and spice, but if that was the way it was preferred, then so be it. There was a strange sense of satisfaction that the one thing I loved to

pastry. Once the mass load of traybakes were out of the oven and cooled enough, we set them in the fridge to fully set overnight. Lucy and I were the last ones left,

noticing the clock was fast

last few months went by way too quick,”

As far as I knew, she had never had a run-in with them. I might have found them to be

the last

that had been away was Finley. Had he harassed

no f*****g way! The moon goddess would not be that cruel…

it. I didn’t care what time it was. I was getting the truth from Lucy

the cleaning, trying to act as natural as possible while also trying to ignore the tense silence that had settled in. It hadn’t eased, even as we approached our respective bedroom

She tried to speak with fake enthusiasm

could protest