Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Chapter 59

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 59

Chapter 59 – Alaska?

Evgeniya

The room Astennu and Badru had arranged for my father truly was one of the best in the guest wing, usually reserved for the packs’ closest allies and high-ranking visitors. Whether they knew it or not, this was actually one of my favourite rooms because it came with a turret bay window. I had cleaned this very room a few times and knew how soft the bed was from taking a sneaky nap.

‘Sleeping on the job,’ Evva huffled in mock chiding.

‘So? Sometimes it’s nice to see how the other side lives.’

It was either nap on a mattress on the floor or nap in a luxurious room, with the added bonus of an open fire. Although, my mattress, unknowingly at the time, came with the combined exotic forest scents of my mates.

My father stepped further into the room, looking a little lost in his surroundings. When was the last time he experienced any home comforts? Simple comforts such as a roof over his head, a bed to sleep in, and warm food? This room held all that and more. A large fireplace, already set and lit, crackling away. A small seating area arranged by the turret bay window which gave a panoramic view of the forest and part of the grounds of the pack house.

“The closet is just here,” Astennu walked over, trying his best to diffuse my father’s discomfit. “And we had it stocked for you with clothing. This should keep you going until we can get you your own.”

The light in the small walk-in closet illuminated automatically, displaying the full rack of clothes in everything he could need. My mate removed a few items from the hangers, folding them over his arm.

“Anything in particular you like to eat?” Badru spoke up, offering his signature boyish half grin that gave him a true earnest expression. “We can have anything you want sent up?”

“In my most desperate need of hunger, I spit roasted rat,” my father replied in his deep Russian drawl.

Quite the awkward silence followed and I could tell Badru wasn’t quite sure how to respond, goddess bless his sweet nugget heart. “So… not a fussy eater, noted.”

I took the folded clothes from Astennu, handing them over. “Dad?” Saying the word to him for the first time aloud, that soft light in his eyes twinkled. “Here, take these and get yourself cleaned up. Then we can eat and talk, together.”

“As family?”

I nodded, gripping his hand from where I lingered, handing him the items.

As I watched him reluctantly leave my side and enter the bathroom, I wondered what my life would have been like, had I been raised by him. I could have felt loved and nurtured, just for being myself, instead of what I could have brought to the pack.

My wolf snorted, wryly, ‘we could have been even more blunt, if that’s possible.’

Our family genes had worked overtime on that one already.

To a certain point, I could understand Alpha Isaac and his actions. As he had said, a rogue appearing just after my mother was found, was highly suspicious. Even if he had ascertained, through a DNA test, that I was Konstantin’s daughter, how would the Alpha have known my mother wasn’t running from him? But how Alpha Isaac had handled it was fundamentally wrong, on so many levels. He hadn’t even tried to hear out my father, even if he had held Konstantin in custody till he was sure. Given this pack’s stance on rogues, I would never have assumed one would simply be trusted two decades ago. But, given that he was meant to be an Alpha, and a father himself by that time, he hadn’t spared a grain of understanding that my father may well have been speaking the truth.

There were so many ways the Alpha could have handled this with more empathy. But once again, the pack’s prejudicial mindset towards rogues had played its hand.

For a pack that literally sat along a mountain range, the one mountain it had built itself was going to be the most difficult to overcome.

The whistling call of my phone pinging and vibrating in my back pocket shook me out of my thoughts. Her image flashed on the screen, a ridiculous selfie she had taken with me at dinner on our first day of meeting. Catalina. Goddess, she was loud, annoying and I deeply missed her.

Catalina | You found your father!

Me | Who told?

Catalina | Lucy. And stop changing the topic. Is he a lycan too?

Me | Yeah.

The three dots of her typing her message lingered.

Catalina | Is he hot?

And I knew, wherever she was in her home, a huge dirty grin was plastered on her face.

Me | I’m not answering that.

Catalina | Can you at least send me a picture of your Russian daddy?

Me | Stay away from my father! I’m banning you from the pack.

was it about she-wolves and their horniness? I would concede

keep me away, chica. Tell papi Ruso, hola. I’ll

shoved the phone back into my

up from throwing a log on the

“Just Catalina.”

his face contorted in irritation. A suppressed

she want?” He grumbled away, stoking the fire with more aggression

into my dad’s pants,’ I grimaced in

shaking his head. ‘She really

isn’t coming back, is she?!” The fire poker clanged loudly, shoved

mean, but he’s such a cute nugget when

joking. But in all honesty, she may actually drop on the-” my words were interrupted by the bathroom door swinging open, a sparse flurry of steam following my father’s

and tidy him up. The one thing that was most apparent and had been hiding under his layers previously, were tattoos, peeking from under the rolled sleeves of his blue cotton henley t-shirt.

thin lines. “I did them myself. I learnt as boy from

them?” I raised his sleeve up, noting how they grew

pack’s tradition to only do the left side of your body?” Badru asked, as my father lifted up his shirt and removed his

with right hand,” the simple answer, coupled with his raised brow, was

his wrist and moved up to his shoulder, the tattoo there being much larger with more intricate lines. They descended down his left

sure I had the number correct. “And how

25 years after first shift,” he slipped his arm back into his shirt and pulled it down. I had also spotted the couple of scars littering his skin; silver scars and

his age,’ Evva wagged adoringly at our father. ‘We need to trim that beard a little though. He’s

you ask for some scissors or a beard trimmer for

all be in there for him,’ Astennu nodded

comb and walked out, instructing

do not need this…” he tried to protest,

by the bay window for the light, much to his surprise. “Come on, someone needs to look after

of him on the cushy pad and draping the towel across our laps. He reached out to cup my cheek, sinking into one of

told me later,” he sighed deeply, glancing down at the locket I had hung around my neck the moment he had given it to me. “We were not each other’s for long, but

me about her,” I wiped the tear that slipped from under his eye and grabbed the comb to make a start. “I know not all of it is going to be happy, considering the

her home, Tundra River pack. It sits on

of the Alaskan packs?” My mates beat me to the question, speaking

packs. They had a reputation for their ferocity, and it was widely

would not submit. That angered him more. But Heather would not accept no. My tsvetochek (little flower) told me she had gotten in trouble for not doing as told,” that wistful smile was back briefly, easier to spot now I had trimmed

Evva hollered in exaggerated wonder. And judging by the identical sly

win me over. Her singing

musical? Did she play an instrument?” I hoped that she did, that I could have some small

“She did, a flute.”

fiddled with my locket, having

should hear her some

you sing?” My father drew my attention

like a screeching cat. Is that

tried once with you and made you cry. I like to think you were just

a better mate, and she argued. That pack, it is normal for them to reject mate if another will bring them more. They called me rogue and I had nothing… it was a whole new world I was learning,” he shook his head. “That is when I was told, I

thing led to another; Heather found she was pregnant, with you. One song

was one part that struck me, harshly, fresh tears

wiping my cheeks. “The morning her labour began, sky was golden, we had a beautiful forest around us, and I had never been more terrified in my life. But that moment I held you, after feeling our bond grow for so long, nothing will take that memory

as his face lit up, it

put distance we needed. Hunting was becoming harder and I needed to travel further away. I couldn’t bring myself to leave your sides to hunt, scared her Alpha would find us. She was growing weaker because I was failing her, failing to

impossible situation. Anyone would have struggled,” Badru tried to reaffirm, but my father shook

then why couldn’t

place of blaming those responsible, he was blaming

no one abandons their pack. They didn’t care about me. That is where this

time I touched silver to see if my skin

lycan far

Astennu asked, an alertness to his

out. It felt like I had been set fire to from inside, like I was having my first shift again, and that was

we didn’t start you on wolfsbane training,” Badru rubbed my shoulder, sitting beside me. “Who knows what

the silver scar on my finger, I wasn’t sure I wanted to test

first pack I came to,” he looked up at the twins. “Your father turned me away, instantly. He said nothing and no one had been to his borders and to go elsewhere. He asked no more of

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