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.

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

close-up study of her to sketch. It was a shame her

could feel its effects begin to work and my eyelids steadily became heavier. I had most of her face captured: her plump lips parted, her hand curled against her chin, a few strands of hair draped over her nose, her cheek slightly squashed and

falling 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

Evie

I tried to

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

with your v****a again,’ I

whether that sort of pain was real or not, you are officially the densest muffin to walk the planet,’ Evva’s clear wolf image in my mind stood and stretched… on two legs… s**t, we were

you’ve peed? There’s

hadn’t left me. I cracked open an eye, greeted by the soft light of my side lamp. The next sight that greeted me

catching

lay on his front, weirdly contorted

in paradise with wingus

missed them,’ I snorted at my wolf’s

grew

all that comes outta

‘So, holding a giant f*****g mirror up

and jolting him awake. He groaned as his eyes fluttered open and a small sleepy smile spread across his

onto me with fierce strength,

baba… we are revisiting this

my wolf and her v****a led

jolted awake at the sudden commotion, his sketch pad thrown to

blinked his eyes clear of sleep and when his gaze zeroed in on me, that huge boyish grin cut through his features. He didn’t say a

when I was finally released and allowed to come up

a kiss to my lips, slower but just as sensual.

I needed. Usually, it’s him

seconds and already giving me s**t?” He pawed at my hips, trailing his nose against

“We’ll get into it in a second. Right

to stand, feeling a little shaky, but I managed to hold it together enough to stagger my way to the bathroom, despite the two of them insisting on trying to help me. They soon stopped when I slammed the door in their

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

I was

was I ever going to figure this out

to the said door in exasperation. ‘I can

terms. ‘I meant that we don’t have anyone to

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

you quit with the holier-than-thou attitude?’ She sassed. ‘And get out of

to be almost flattened by a huge Alpha.

you keep leaning against doors!”

it as though there were no other options. Astennu quietly shook his head, laughing as he stepped into

you really are like

you my belly, will you rub it?” His arm slipped around my waist, trying to

to pinch. He soon let me go with a

his twin’s head and leant down to lightly

dropped my towel, 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 on my mattress to brush my hair, I spotted the sketch pad open showing an

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

told you we could be the Rose to his

any French girls!” He exclaimed, looking like a deer caught in headlights

hands. “How have

patience,” he shrugged into his shirt, playfully

of me, in front

picked up on that one?

began dragging my brush through my hair and rubbed in a little hair oil. “I didn’t

Badru smirked, sitting beside me and pulling me into his lap. He hadn’t even buttoned up his fly. ‘And I can’t

shifted into a lycan,” I tried and failed

elsewhere?” His tongue lapped at my neck, weaving a hot path across my

back of his head and clench my thighs at the

pull me to him.

hope we didn’t cross a line, but we asked our dad about what happened when you were found as a baby. Unfortunately, it’s just as your file states. I wanted to wait till you were awake, but

a saying?!” Badru cut in, his mouth set