Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 43

Chapter 43 – What Would You Do?

Evie

“When you say ‘game’, just what exactly do you mean?” I scooted out of Badru’s embrace and eyed them both suspiciously. Mainly Badru because it was both his idea and he was a nugget.

“It’s just a question and answer game,” Astennu pulled away from pouring the third shot and set the bottle down. “You ask a question and the person has to answer. If they don’t, they have to do a shot. It’s easy,” he took one of the small glasses and downed it, barely wincing.

“Don’t you need limes and salt for tequila?” I picked up the remaining shot, giving it a cautionary sniff and taking in the smooth, sweet, spicy and woody scents. This smelt nothing like the cheap stuff I had drunk before.

“Trust me, you won’t need it for this. The pack I buy it from has a really good brewery and distillery,” Badru spoke as I took a small sip. Oooh, that was smooth and at 100% blue agave, I could see why.

I picked up the bottle to inspect the label; produced in Silent Forest pack in Tennessee. I wondered how the wolf paw print and crescent moon from the label fit with their pack.

“How come I’ve never seen this for sale in our pack?” It seemed insane that it wasn’t.

Badru sighed heavily, “one of their Alphas is a former rogue. So, you can imagine why.”

“One of their Alphas? They twins like you? How was only one rogue?”

“They’re mates, and both are Alphas; Eden and… I don’t know the guy’s name, never met him. I don’t really know the story because their pack is all the way across the other side of the country. We only know of Alpha Eden because her dad is Yarrow Saloman,” Astennu explained, pouring out the remaining two glasses.

He, I had heard of. Alpha Yarrow was a legend in the werewolf society, and some of the human societies too, as one of the longest reigning Alphas in the country.

“So, the game?” Badru prodded, looking far too keen. “You playing, or what?”

“Fine, ok,” I relented, hearing my wolf’s snickers of excitement. Like Badru, she was way too eager. “But I don’t know how much I can handle. I’m a lightweight with alcohol and this stuff looks strong.”

I had spotted the percentage on the front of the bottle, it would’ve been enough to give a human alcohol poisoning. A werewolf’s metabolism for alcohol, much like their metabolism for food, was far higher and even more so after they shifted to deal with the energy demands.

“Just take a sip instead of downing the whole thing. The point is to have fun,” Astennu put the bottle down to reach out and stroke my cheek. “We don’t want you getting ill, not that we wouldn’t love nursing you back to health.”

My face heated of its own volition at the soft look in Astennu’s eyes and I was sure I looked like a damned polished apple. What the hell was in the Rolfe genes to give the twins these hypnotically beautiful eyes? I knelt on my knees, so that Badru couldn’t go looking up my shorts again. I would’ve wrapped a blanket around me, but that opened the questions ‘are you cold’ and ‘my arms would feel much warmer’ from the twins. My brain was already a little stupid around them at the best of times and I didn’t want to be poking the wasp nest of temptation any further under the influence of alcohol. No smart idea ever began with the phrase, ‘I was drinking tequila when..’

go first, but it’s kind of a generic one,” because I had no clue where to start, “What’s your

been obvious,” Astennu said with a slight huff of

head in question. How was

gold,” he continued. “Like your

Badru answered, looking so deep into my irises I was sure even my soul flushed

rooms, genius,’ Evva knocked on

you,” Badru asked

own walls to see the deep midnight colour adorning them. I coughed softly to

so gentle. A small smile tugged at his lips as though he

and felt the warmth of the liquid

for how transparent you’re being,’ Evva’s voice held an echoing quality, though it didn’t hide her sarcastic

I felt a surge of new confidence. “If you could do anything,

thought about it,” Badru scrunched up his face in thought, mulling over the idea and drinking his shot, even though he was answering. “Maybe art? Like selling my wares at the side of the road from

be the weird van guy?” I snorted, unable to see

make up all sorts of rumours and

use their bodies to fuel your murder van,” I couldn’t keep my laughter inside, and slipped

live in a van?” Astennu raised a thick but perfect eyebrow. “You bitched the whole four days when we went camping

didn’t!” His

Astennu mind-linked with a smirk. ‘He hated sleeping on the ground and complained that the

was done, snorting in laughter and falling

you,” Badru muttered, pouting

on, what about you goober?” He flushed at the cute but dumb

horses, maybe a

lower lip, a strong wave of an entirely

eyes swirled black, obviously scenting

and plum lips. Were they always this tempting? “An Arabic

you’d have a ranch filled with Herus?” I mused aloud. “Ru would never

would they chase me? I’d have

he’s cute when he’s a nugget,’ my

reclined back, propping himself up on his elbows. “What did you always

in my life, but that was something I would keep to myself. They would only blame themselves,

hadn’t even realised how close