Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 12

Chapter 12 – How Can This Be Fixed?

Astennu

I couldn’t help the little grin as I stared at the door where Evie had left.

‘She’s adorable when she’s embarrassed,’ my wolf chuckled to himself.

But the levity didn’t last. In true ‘Badru fashion’, my twin threw himself on the floor of his room, dramatically.

“I actually think I lost my ass,” he groaned, his voice becoming muffled by the carpet.

“Holy f**k. What’re we gonna do?!” He raised his head. “She’s gonna reject us and it’ll be all my fault!”

“If she does… it’ll be because of both of us…” I sighed, sagging down to the edge of his bed next to where he still lay on the floor. “…I hurt her just as much as you did.”

My mind, on instinct, wandered back to the fateful incident and to the horror and panic I felt as a teenage boy.

“What you did was an accident. You can actually blame it on being a dumb kid. When the hell does a 16 year old make a smart decision anyway?!” My brother exclaimed, in his typical melodramatic way.

“No, what I did… I was a grown-ass man and I said it to hurt her..” his breathing was becoming rapid and I felt a vice gripping my heart, streaming from my twin. He was having a panic attack and was transferring it to me, unconsciously, through our twin bond.

“Hey, hey,” I slipped off the bed quickly and brought his face up to meet mine. “Just breathe.”

I placed my hand on his chest and breathed with him to help calm him down. I had my fair share of these as a teenager after the incident, seeing Evie’s face over and over again. I hadn’t had them in years, almost a decade, but this was the first time I had seen my twin this panicked. He never panicked. He reacted and never considered the consequences of after. This had as many downsides as it did ups.

“She’s giving us this chance, which is more than I thought she ever would…” I tried to soothe him. “Evie could have rejected the bond straight away, but she didn’t. So no more avoiding and we be honest with her… and ourselves… just as she wants. Then, we pray.”

“So… how’re your balls?” I smirked, trying to distract him, which was usually never difficult.

“I’m pretty sure she popped one of them,” he offered me a strained smile. “How’s your face?”

“Stings,” I answered honestly, wincing a little when I scrunched up my nose.

“At least I’m still the pretty one,” he half-grinned.

I rolled my eyes. Well, that didn’t take much.

Badru

Evie could kick like a hammer. I may have some testicular torsion from how hard she nailed me in them. But while I was shitting myself at what she would decide, neither I nor my wolf could stop thinking of one thing.

She said she didn’t hate us!

‘We’re at least two steps ahead of where I thought we’d be,’ Baniti wagged his tail.

‘I’m curious what you thought the first would be?’

‘I dunno… grovel in front of the pack, maybe?’ And knowing my wolf, he would, too. ‘At least we have something to tease her about if she starts getting a little too uppity.’

I randomly burst out in a small fit of laughter, cutting through the silence and startling my brother.

“She was a total badass, right up until she marched into my closet!” How red her face had become was the sweetest thing I could ever see.

he sat propped up against the bed, “maybe don’t bring

I turned to look at him. Most werewolves shifted mere minutes

I thought

pheromones were this strong now, what would they be like after she shifted? Her scent still lingered on my skin like a

our scents affect her in the same way? She barely seemed to react in the same way to our pheromones, except when she clung to my naked figure climbing up the trellis. I could’ve sworn I smelt the hot spiced

you think she knows… about the mattress?”

how guilty I felt. I knew had I offered it directly, she would have thrown it in my face. And after what I’d seen today, she probably would

given up on tea

ever wanted to think of their parents getting

here in my pit of despair,” I raised my hand and

to look up because even the walls of my room reminded me of Evie, a stormy blue… just like

we ever going to do

Evie

back to work, but how the hell was I supposed to just carry on after everything? I felt physically sick with dread and nerves. What I

deep breath, I mind-linked the

‘Lucy?’

out. ‘You’ve been gone over an hour! Did you get lost dropping

leaving,’

not have the energy

sighed. ‘How much trouble am I going to be in if I disappear for a few

flitting around, I doubt she’d notice if her ass was on fire. And the piano was fine, so you don’t

One less thing to fret

I grabbed you one but I

eyes stinging yet again and

‘Ok, I’ll try.’

down it and reaching the cold carpet. I only now noticed how damp I still was, how numb. The numbness wasn’t from the wintery temperatures… what the hell was I going to do about the twins? Goddess, no wonder they ricocheted around my mind constantly, no matter how hard I tried to forget them. All this time, all these years, the mate

past all the more

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9 years ago

the few orphaned pups in the pack. The boy who walked beside me was a freshman like myself and we had been partnered for a project, something in English Lit. I couldn’t remember the assignment and I couldn’t even remember his name; I think it began with

point of fresh water for the pack house, known as a pack den back then. Over the years and as the well dried, it became nothing more than a wishing well. The boy had asked if I wanted

say, it won’t come true,” he smirked, biting

I narrowly avoided his lips and pushed him away, but his grip

just a kiss,”

my mate though,” I tried

a rogue. Rogues don’t care about that sort of thing,” and he almost laughed, like I

again, but

“I said no!”

knew it was Astennu. I didn’t know why he was there or why he was so angry. There was a scuffle… shouting… and I tried to pull them apart, but Astennu’s elbow connected with my chest, making me stumble backwards… and all I felt was a weightlessness… then

the back of my mind, like

being lifted. Time seemed to bend so strangely. I wasn’t sure if I had been asleep for a few hours or a few days, or even a few years. When my eyes opened and reality started to form a solid picture instead of a wavy image, I realised I was in a hospital bed, in a dark and private room and it appeared to be nighttime. I was hooked up to a machine, a steady beeping sound coming from it that had become elevated as I woke, and there was a clip on my finger and an I.V line in the

kind smile. “Think you can sit

readjust myself comfortably. His gentle ebony hand clasped the back of my

can call me Kyan if you want,” he said as he

asleep,” I croaked, feeling my

water at my side and took my glass once I was finished. “You were brought in at 7:30pm

Incident?

more aware of my surroundings, I noticed my leg felt strange; constricted, aching and heavy. Dr Sanders must have seen my expression because he lifted

wolf spirit come forward so early in