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.

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

werewolves shifted mere minutes after hearing their wolf, some didn’t

don’t think so, but I thought it best not to

pheromones were this strong now, what would they be like after she shifted?

She barely seemed to react in the same way to our pheromones, except when she clung to my naked figure climbing

about the

been mine a few years ago, because I had overheard her talking to that tiny friend of hers about how uncomfortable her previous one was, and also because of 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 have literally thrown it in my face. It was

going to see Heru. I think mom’s given up

to think of their parents getting

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

stormy blue… just like her

how were we ever going

Evie

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 needed was to scream into a pillow or sob till I became dehydrated, or simply empty a whole can of whipped

a deep breath, I mind-linked the one person I

‘Lucy?’

‘You’ve been gone over

leaving,’

not have the energy to deal with her right

I going to be in if

ass was

relief. One

hell, and the dresses she brought for the she-wolves are stunning. I grabbed you one but

in my room, I’ll tell you in person.’ I could already feel my eyes stinging yet again and I didn’t want to have some random breakdown in the middle of

‘Ok, I’ll try.’

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

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9 years ago

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

in the day, nearer the time when the pack was only just being established and served as the closest 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 to make a wish and I had declined. He threw his

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

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

It’s just

though,” I tried to get

sort of thing,” and

to lean in again, but I

“I said no!”

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

some strange, warm, comfort in the back of my mind, like

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 back of my hand. My head pounded too and I was thankful there weren’t any bright lights in the room. As I took in the world

offered me a kind smile. “Think you

back up, helping me readjust myself comfortably. His gentle ebony hand clasped

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

I asleep,” I croaked, feeling my throat

my glass once I was finished. “You were brought in

Incident?

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

seen a wolf spirit come forward