Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 55

Chapter 55 – The Mind-Link?

Badru

“Those files come through ok?” I jostled the phone from my shoulder, setting it down next to me on speakerphone.

I was busy being an actual Alpha, while Astennu was off on his stalker mission. How had the two of us switched places? I had become the ultra-responsible one and my twin was now the galavanting impulsive i***t, albeit for a few hours at least. And wherever he had gone, he was drawing nearer. I could feel our twin bond growing stronger.

“Yeah, your wolf runner just dropped off the flash drive,” our Delta, Elan, spoke, the clacking of his keyboard could be heard in the background. “This one’s gonna take me a while to get through, maybe a few months? I hope that’s ok.”

“It’s over a decade of financial records. I’m more surprised you’ll have it done in just a few months,” I reassured. It wasn’t as though we were in any rush for an overview of financial records dating that far back.

He had completed the last batch we delivered when we visited with Evie, but we must have missed some figures as there were random parts that didn’t fully add up. On paper, our pack was earning more than what was adding up and because the discrepancies were far and few between, I must’ve made an error when I had compiled the files. It was another kick to the rear that I needed a better grasp on our paperwork; an area I never excelled in and my brother did.

“And congratulations, again,” I added before I hung up. “I know you and Hazel are gonna be awesome parents.”

It was still early and they weren’t telling many yet, but Elan’s newly-wed wife had found out she was pregnant. The honeymoon gift to Hawaii Astennu and I had given them must have done the trick. He thanked me once again and hung up.

The mention of reproducing had instantly triggered my wolf’s instincts, imagining scenarios of pups everywhere. I, however, was a little more terrified. I could barely keep a handle on myself. How could I be responsible for another life? A tiny life? One whose survival depended directly on me. I did want pups, but I was more inclined to wait a little longer than Baniti, who was practically picking out names already.

“You still awake over there?” I called out to Lucy, who had her head buried in paperwork.

She had offered to stay and help me rearrange border patrols. Her organisation skills had been fantastic so far, proving to me she would make an excellent head of house, if she ever wanted the position. She had also been listening in to the most tedious conversation possible between Elan and me over allocations for pack funds to our infrastructure; even I had almost fallen asleep.

“I’m fine. I’ve had my espresso and all of this is helping take my mind off of things,” her knees bounced rapidly where she sat cross-legged, and not from the caffeine either.

“You know he can’t get to you now?” I looked up from my laptop screen. “And you’re free to have a warrior as a guard any time you want, day or night.”

“I know…” she chewed on her bottom lip, tracing a finger on an invisible pattern on the carpet. “It’s still hard to accept that the one person I should have felt safest with, has me looking over my shoulder.”

An arm gripping around my waist automatically took my attention. To work, I had slipped under the covers and sat with my back to the wall behind me, wanting to be as close to Evie’s bare skin as possible. A quiet, sleepy moan left her parted lips as her fingers bunched in my long-sleeved t-shirt. My palm ran the length of her arm, following its path up to her cheek.

“I should get going,” Lucy suddenly announced, pushing herself up from the floor.

She tried to force a smile, but it was strained and did nothing to hide the glisten in her eye. A pang of guilt rippled down my spine. In front of her, I had unintentionally rubbed the mate bond in her face, showing her the care she had been denied.

Just as she stood, the keypad on the lock rattled and the door opened to my naked brother, obviously having just shifted back.

Lucy squeaked once more, slapping her hands over her eyes. “I’m enforcing a pants rule with the two of you.”

For a tiny Omega she-wolf, she had no problem scolding us like children. She stumbled from the room, almost catching herself on the corner of the mattress if not for Asteenu quickly grasping her elbow. She mumbled a thank you, keeping her eyes closed.

“Have fun?” I cranked my laptop back open to get to work and sent one of the updated rotas via email to our father.

“I know exactly where he’s staying, for now at least,” he grabbed his pants where I had dumped them on the floor. “Need an address for those fingers after all.”

I groaned loudly, throwing my head back against the wall. I was beginning to wish I’d just regurgitated my stomach up.

‘I still think you should send them back steaming,’ Baniti hadn’t moved in his pride, even if the whole thing was an accident.

“How’s the beast?” I changed the subject. I could smell he had been to the stables on his return. He had that horse stink all over him.

“He’s fine. I ran the paddock with him for a few minutes,” Astennu headed straight for the bathroom. ‘And quit calling Heru a beast! I will fight you.’

Once he was showered and dressed, Astennu settled himself on the other side of Evie, choosing to work one-handed and rested his other hand on our mate’s bare hip.

With Evie’s files not stating anything we didn’t know already, I began an internet search for ‘lycans’. Aside from what was taught of werewolf history in school about lycans, which was a vague myth at best, knowledge on them was fairly basic. I certainly never thought I would have to know anything more detailed.

They were said to be a pack that had cut themselves off from the rest of the werewolf world centuries ago somewhere in Russia. And from my search, the Kamchatka peninsula was supposed to be the most likely location of their pack. They had supposedly begun reaching out to the outside world from their pack 40 years ago, and had vanished 10 years later. Those 10 years of contact were the only reason there was any whisper of them to begin with, and why they were considered a myth, a wolf that walked on two legs.

The fact that one was currently fast asleep, in her shift torpor, beside me, had upgraded the ‘myth’ to ‘very much real’. How the lycan pack had vanished and why Evie was here in Washington when her pack was a whole continent away, was starting to give me a headache figuring it out. So much so that Astennu gave it a break for now, saving what we had for when our mate woke up.

The one person we hadn’t expected to pay us a visit in the evening, was our mother. And neither was it to check on us. She had come, not only to ask how Evie was doing, but to extend an invitation to thanksgiving dinner that was fast approaching. Normally, our pack leaders and their families would celebrate together. Kate, for obvious reasons, would not be joining us this year and Tamlyn would be visiting family in Opal Sun. Whether it was a miracle or not, I was relieved that our mom was making some effort to let go of her past.

Night had drawn in quickly and between the two of us, Astennu and I had completed all our security updates and changes. We had put ourselves down for one of the new early morning patrol runs along the southern and eastern borders; lead by example, my brother had said. Tamlyn had agreed to watch Evie for us. Neither of us wanted her to wake up alone, which she may very well do tomorrow.

My mind wouldn’t switch off, and I took the gamble to look through the things Astennu had brought, hoping he had remembered my go-to distraction.

sketch. It was a shame her eyes were closed. They were mine and Baniti’s favourite part of her. Those stormy-blue irises that flashed in varying shades depending on

her hand curled against her chin, a few strands of hair draped over her nose, her cheek slightly squashed and cushioned

for us, too, even if she hadn’t said the ‘L’ word yet. Maybe being a lycan, they felt the bond differently? Perhaps for them, it didn’t send them into an obsessed frenzy and their love was earned the harder way, with patience. Patience was never my virtue, but

Evie

felt as though I had the world’s worst hangover. Even my eyes throbbed when I tried to prise my lids apart to take in my surroundings, uncertain as to what

sideways, I feel rough,’ Evva crudely groaned. ‘Wait… did we get f****d sideways? Or

whether we actually shifted, but you go ahead and think with your v****a again,’ I rolled

not, you are officially the densest muffin to

after you’ve peed?

my side lamp. The next sight that greeted me was Badru’s abs, not a sight I would ever complain about. But the true gem lay higher. He was sitting upright, his head

catching flies,’ Evva

my sweet goober behind me. He lay on his front, weirdly contorted with his arm bent

another day in paradise with wingus and

thought you would’ve missed them,’ I snorted at

she grew defensive. ‘Sorry if it

all that

you,’ she deadpanned. ‘So, holding a giant

him awake. He groaned as his eyes fluttered open and

awake!” He grabbed onto me with fierce strength, pinning me to

are revisiting this

my wolf and her

sudden commotion, his sketch pad thrown

and when his gaze zeroed in on me, that huge boyish grin cut through his

panted when I was finally released and allowed to come up for

but just as sensual. “You

Usually, it’s him sticking his foot in it,”

He pawed at my hips,

free of his hands. “We’ll get into it in a second. Right now, I

when I slammed the door in their faces. I hadn’t reached that level of comfort with

now with my wolf senses fully awake. The tingles felt a little stronger, their features were just as jaw-droppingly handsome. And yes, their scents of tree sap and spices, especially combined, were wonderful, they didn’t have the same effect on me as mine did on my

because I was

ever going to figure this

to the said door in exasperation. ‘I can

and Ru, ahbil,’ I was beginning to absorb the twins’ more colourful Arabic terms. ‘I meant that we don’t have anyone to go to. Where’s the other lycans that we can ask questions

to admit I was right. If this was the other way around, she’d be rubbing it in my

attitude?’ She sassed. ‘And get out of the shower already, we’re

dry and with a towel wrapped around me, I opened the door only to be almost flattened by a huge Alpha. Luckily,

keep leaning against

no other options. Astennu quietly shook his head, laughing as he

really are

belly, will you rub it?” His arm slipped around

feeling for his ribs to pinch. He soon let me go with a jerk to

that one through,” Astennu threw a pair of pants at his twin’s head and leant down to

doing my best to ignore the hungry growls and stares of my mates, and slipped on a pair of skinny jeans and my hoodie from Badru. Sitting down

one of your French girls?” I grinned at Badru, my eyes

the Rose to his

have any French girls!” He exclaimed, looking like a deer caught in headlights with his pants

my head in my hands. “How have you done it

lot of patience,” he shrugged into his shirt, playfully grabbing his

in front of

on

my hair and rubbed in a little

me into his lap. He hadn’t

know, the part where I experienced the worst pain imaginable and shifted into a lycan,” I tried and failed to get out of his

to stick my mind elsewhere?” His tongue lapped at my neck, weaving a hot path

slap the back of his head and clench my thighs at

kneeling in front of me to pull me to him. “You know that

as a baby. Unfortunately, it’s just as

cut in, his mouth set in his