Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 23

Chapter 23 – Let Me Go First?

Evie

After having breakfast dumped on me yet again, being caught naked by one of the two most alluring and attractive men I had ever had the good fortune to look upon; after all the embarrassment and hurt, of feeling I wasn’t good enough, once more. All of it was forgotten as my mates held me.

I had never been held like this. Adrian had been kind and attentive, but all of those moments paled in comparison. What we had was simply two people worried about being alone. It wasn’t real and we both knew it now. He didn’t make my heart leap like Astennu did, he didn’t drive me mad with an intoxicating rage as Badru did and my skin never shivered the way it did now, encompassed by my mates.

‘I will admit, this is a tiny bit better than giving them s**t,’ Evva sighed as the twins continued to nuzzle into me.

‘Only a tiny bit?’ I chuckled at her. She was loving this more than I was.

Two sets of hands gripped onto me, comforting and possessive, leaving no doubt that they wanted me. I had no idea it was their doing that got me out of the cells, when I stupidly and knowingly pissed off their mother. What else didn’t I know about them?

I had spent my whole life thinking the worst of others, because that was what life had taught me to expect. It had made me harsh with my words and overly judgemental… exactly what I hated coming from others. I needed to learn how to be a little more open-minded about people and not be so quick to snap.

‘Maybe don’t go getting too soft there,’ Evva pulled out of her dream world linking with the twins’ wolves. ‘I have a feeling these two boys might need a metaphorical slap to the real world of this pack.’

‘I’m pretty sure our nugget would prefer a physical slap. And he might get it, too, if he gets on my last nerve again.’

I pulled away from the twins’ shared embrace of me, not removing their hands. The tingles against my skin both calmed and excited my heart more than I could ever imagine.

“Before any more crazy women jump out on me, can we get to the point… of me coming here?” I winced. There was no easy or unawkward way to say ‘let’s talk about all the s**t that’s gone down between us.’

“I can vouch for Aste that he’s definitely not got any crazy women in here,” Badru nuzzled into my cheek, his voice dropping to a mischievous tease. “And you’ve already checked out my closet, so you know there’s nothing in there.”

I pushed him away and slapped his shoulder. He just couldn’t help himself!

‘If you could do that a little higher next time,’ he grinned, his eyes swirling black.

I opened my mouth, about to scold him to stay on topic and to stop derailing the conversation, but he beat me to it.

“I know, I know. I’m being bad,” he whispered in my ear, tickling my skin with his soft breath.

He leant backwards, the boyish grin quickly slipping into a deep frown. I was quickly finding that I hated a frown on his face. The dumb stupid grin suited him far better.

Badru

first?’ I looked

me a slight nod, so I took a deep breath, shifting my

should have done this four years ago… well, I should have never said any

few stupid mistakes in my past, when I was younger and cockier. But what I said to Evie wasn’t just a mistake, it was the worst thing I had ever done and I had never felt lower than knowing I

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4 years ago

more so. I had managed to heave him into bed and removed his arm from being slung around my neck. I left him where he lay to sober up before I shook him awake so he could strip off. He’d only grumble if he woke up in the morning fully clothed. So much for being the older brother that thought

months. Its smell was mouthwatering and familiar, like it was home. I should be able to creep down to the kitchen without anyone bothering me. The members knew neither my brother nor I would play around with any

eyes. I spotted her a few times at the party, but it was only for brief seconds

looking for in the pack kitchens, so I figured I might be luckier over in the events hall. There were a few passed-out wolves here and there on the grass that had partied a little too hard. It was the height of summer so they’d be fine out here for

double doors, still open, and I spotted a figure moving

Evie.

I followed the line of her spine up, wanting to devour the thin band of bare flesh from her black cropped t-shirt. Her hair was pulled up

had never spoken to her and I knew how much my brother would avoid her ever since his literal run-in. He still felt like an asshole for what happened. Whenever she saw us, she

now, she didn’t look displeased, she looked entranced. Only it didn’t last long. Whatever was in her hand slipped, smashing on the floor. She instantly knelt to pick up the pieces and my

to grasp the larger

eyes met once more. I had never seen her this close before, to

stopped me. Didn’t she want

me, as I was to her… how had I gotten

first kiss for my mate…”

take her away… and I

want you?” There were so many reasons I wanted you, I had lost count. “Even your own mate wouldn’t want you,” because I wanted to be that mate, not some other man. “…

my true feelings remained tongue-tied, refusing

was, and yet her lack of anger hurt far more than if she had cursed me out. Or slapped me. Her

stood and all but ran out of the hall. And I just stood, staring after her like a

should have gone after

I should have apologised.

words out loud just because she

the ground, so I picked them up and took the plates she was collecting through to the kitchens at the back. There was no one else around and I didn’t want her getting in trouble for work I had rudely interrupted. I didn’t stick around and I didn’t bother looking for what I had come down here

came back and she was long gone from the tree her scent was coated in. So I lumbered my way from the event hall, wishing I had just stayed at home to begin with. The couple of drunk wolves outside were picking themselves up from the grass to head home, but their figure wasn’t what I concentrated on. My brother tiredly walked over, concern written on

hell happened? And don’t say ‘nothing’, because whatever it

had done. Astennu sobered up remarkably quick and I felt his festering anger swell. It came as little surprise when he reared back his fist and let it loose

tufakiru?! (What were you thinking?!)” He hissed at me in Arabic. “Oh, that’s right. You weren’t. As usual. You were supposed to learn from my

hand down his face and grabbed my wrist, pulling

bed, Ru,” he slammed his bedroom door behind him,