Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 61

Chapter 61 – What Did They Do?

Evgeniya

“I do not think I could ever accept another, not after Heathe-”

“Dad?” I shook my father’s arm, confused as to why he had stopped, not only, mid-sentence, but mid-stride.

And growling, in a low rumbling timbre? What had he seen? He was frigid in his stance.

I followed his line of sight to the lakeshore… to my friend Lucy… who turned her head away from gazing out at the early morning mist upon the water’s surface to stare wide-eyed back at my father.

‘…Oh snap,’ Evva looked on in my mind, stunned even more so than I.

What strange universe had I slipped into? My father and my friend? My best friend of five years, with whom I shared everything, who was also a year younger than me? And just to confirm this bizarre turn of events, I heard my father mutter ‘mate’ under his breath and saw Lucy mouth the word in reply.

The moon goddess had to be shitting me…

‘She must have given him a thing for redheads too,’ my wolf nervously chuckled.

Now I thought about it, it was obvious. Both my mother and Lucy had gingery red hair, hazel eyes, and Lucy had always been an old soul and the ‘mom-friend’ of the group.

… I could practically hear all the step-mom jokes already.

And as if on cue; ‘looks like Lucy’s gonna be calling him daddy, too,’ Badru mind-linked.

‘So it begins…’ Evva slapped her paw down her face. And if there had ever been a time I wanted to slap that nugget, now would be that time.

‘I swear to goddess,’ I silently retched. ‘You ever say those words again and I will chokehold you.’

‘Is that a promise?’ He smirked down at me from the side, a genuine fire of excitement dancing within his pulsating sapphire eyes.

‘When that brain cell of his dings the horny switch, it dings it hard,’ Evva pinched her brow in exasperation.

Without warning, Lucy suddenly ran, bolting through the trees. The woollen tribal print wrap around her shoulders billowed behind her, fluttering to the ground and a faint choked sob rang out. My father’s figure twitched, wanting to give chase, but ultimately remained fixed in his spot, not knowing how to proceed. I was about to run after her, when his quiet voice stopped me.

“You… know her?”

“Yeah,” I winced. There was no easy way to say this other than to be direct. “Lucy Maddrell. She lives across the hall from me. And she’s been my best friend for a while… and she’s about my age…”

He gave a curt nod, swiftly avoiding my eye contact, and I could swear I spotted a hint of blush under his beard.

“I need to go after her,” I began moving forward. “She’s not had the easiest time recently. You’re both each other’s second chance mates. Her first wasn’t good to her… it ended in a rejection. Astennu and Badru will fill you in.”

to deal with the awkward bomb that went off?’ Astennu made a

the awkward bomb, and you seem to be

and their lips twitch in glee, the pair of them becoming sidetracked so readily. It appeared they shared

after Lucy’s minty berry scent, following it to a craggy clearing where she sat on a rock with her face buried in her hands, her body folded in on itself as violent sobs wracked her. I

and heaving breaths. “…I’m not fine… I can’t do this again… be rejected… I

do except hold her close, my eyes welling up and stinging. I knew she wasn’t fine, I knew it had been a lie, but I didn’t know it was to this extent. And neither did I know what my father would do. He had shown nothing but devotion to my mother’s memory, his mate… would he truly be able to let

into the air. Her eyes a

me in startlement. He held out the woollen wrap Lucy had dropped as

she thinks two broken souls need each

beginning to calm. She clutched her hands to her chest and slowly reached out to grasp the fabric offered

or standby for emotional support

can taste the awkward,’ Evva

I’ll try and talk,’ Lucy

my wolf suggested, I backed away, albeit in a more speedily fashion, back to my

Astennu and Badru. “They’re together right now, and we’ll leave

the questions swimming around in both

mean it! I will mentally deal with the fact that my father and my best friend, who is my age, are second

calling him daddy, then?” Badru just couldn’t help

say?!” I leapt onto his back,

my thighs to keep

ground you now?” Astennu

around him. “The next one of you who makes a step-mom joke is on a blowjob

silent, instantly. “Yeah,

Astennu

once, he was choosing of his own free

‘Like it or not, we’re replaced

to go too. However, there was another minor

Thanksgiving,” I glanced towards the door to our wing and settled back to gazing at my ammar. “Things have changed a little since our mom invited

having one now,” Badru

to find. Because I

that would do was further sow discord. “But given that the last time our fathers were around each other and it almost ended in a death match, I have no clue whether it’s wise to

what Thanksgiving is all

out. “Only with our fathers, it’s likely to end in the morgue, not the

beseeched my brother. ‘Don’t start things up with Evie. This is gonna be difficult enough, without feeling

but I make

It had always felt like home and, no matter what, I had always loved coming back to it. But now? It didn’t feel very much like home. It felt like hard work, as though I was constantly about to set foot in a battleground. I felt more at home in Evie’s small, modest and cosy room, filled with her wonderful scent that was

anger, but to announce my presence. I heard the rustling and quiet giggles from the living room. I didn’t

hair in slight disarray which she tried to smooth down into her polished form. I could see the irked

pretending not to notice anything amiss. “I’m

I could’ve done with another half hour,’ my

course my habibi (darling),” if my mother noticed my dad sulking,

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