Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

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.”

leave us to deal with the awkward bomb

bomb,

twitch in glee, the pair of them becoming sidetracked so readily. It appeared they shared that horny switch, and my

off 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 dropped in front of her, on my

through her sobs and heaving breaths. “…I’m not

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 go of that loss, after holding onto it for

pulled away, sniffling and screaming into the air. Her eyes a

in startlement. He held out the woollen wrap

she thinks two broken

reached out to grasp the fabric offered to her. Their fingers must

for emotional support for one of them… both of them? What would I even say or

taste the awkward,’ Evva muttered

ok… I’ll try and talk,’ Lucy nodded to

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

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

up and I could feel the questions

sharp look. “I mean it! I will mentally deal with the fact that my father and my best friend, who is my age,

daddy, then?”

his back, slapping my

my thighs to keep me in place

power to ground you now?” Astennu slapped my rear,

neck, gripping my arms around him. “The next one of you who makes

both fell silent, instantly.

Astennu

he was choosing of his own

it’s mate asking,’ Aasim huffled. ‘Like it

too. However, there was another

up with you later. I need to speak to mom about Thanksgiving,” I glanced towards the door to our wing and settled

having one

answer I needed to

were around each other and it almost ended

brawls are what Thanksgiving is all

I drew out. “Only with our fathers, it’s likely to end in

of goddess,’ I beseeched my brother. ‘Don’t start things up with Evie. This is gonna be difficult enough, without feeling you two fooling

try, but I make no

home. It felt like hard work, as though I was constantly about to set foot in a

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

she tried to smooth down into her polished form. I could see the irked look on my father’s face that he had had

greeted, pretending not to notice anything amiss. “I’m

done with another half hour,’ my dad frowned, confirming

habibi (darling),” if my mother noticed my dad sulking, she didn’t let