Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 63

Bonus Chapter 1 – A Second Chance?

Lucy

I had walked the shoreline of Reflection Lakes since dawn, unable to sleep any longer. The air wasn’t as frigid as it had been for the last few weeks and the warmer air had begun melting the covering of snow on the lowlands. Up in the mountains, it was visibly white over and would remain that way till summer.

The cool air blew and I pulled my woollen wrap further around my shoulders, feeling that same shiver run down my spine. It had been growing since yesterday and did nothing to help my already jittery mood. Ever since Finley had finally left my life for good, I couldn’t help looking over my shoulder, expecting to see someone there. Him? I didn’t know. Just… someone.

I had tried to put on a brave face after the rejection, despite the slicing agony in my soul; a stupid and unfair symptom of the process forced upon me. If I told everyone I was fine, maybe it would simply happen.

‘With him gone, someone better can come into our lives,’ my wolf, Lobelia, soothed. ‘Just you wait, I know he’s out there.’

Strangely, she had never cared much for that man. As soon as our bond snapped into place and our eyes met, when she uttered the word ‘mate’, it was uttered with disappointment.

The night Finley came to my door, I would ashamedly admit for a brief second, I was happy to see him. Unlike my wolf, in that fleeting second before he opened his mouth, a deep part of me was ecstatic that he came to me, that he came just for me… but not once in his spiel did he say sorry.

“I want you back, Lucy.”

“I want this to work, I can change.”

“If I can get past the fact you’re an Omega, surely you can forgive me for making a mistake.”

He hadn’t changed and he never would. In his eyes, I would always be some Omega that should be grateful I had his attention. If Evie hadn’t come at that moment, I don’t know what he would have done. I should have mind-linked for help the second I saw him, not given him the benefit of the doubt to hear him out.

How Evie’s mates had comforted her afterwards, twisted a silly and petty stab of jealousy within me. I wanted what she had so badly, a man that could show he was better than the mistakes he had made. And she had two of them, Alphas at that. Not once did they care that she was an unshifted Omega. Her wolf, Evva, could never have appeared and they would still have fallen head over heels like love-sick puppies for her without the mate bond.

That was all I ever longed for. Someone who looked beyond a title or status. I wanted that man of my dreams that would make me feel safe and wrap me up in big arms; not a hard feat considering how tiny I was compared to most others.

And instead, I had been given a man like Finley.

My wolf was convinced a second chance mate would come our way. I needed a little more convincing. One mate only saw me as an Omega. Why would the second think any differently?

Another small gust blew my way from the mountain, but something about this breeze was delicious. The mountainous air scent was crisp yet warm, clean and simultaneously earthy… it smelt of home, a familiar home that had Lobelia springing to attention.

Its source was a man… and dear goddess, what a man. Huge, broad, rugged, with a thick full beard that matched his long dark blond hair and,

though she had waited for this for

I could ever accept another, not after Heathe-” he froze,

an instant. I couldn’t even bask in the moment

only now noticed others were with him. Evie, shaking his

my mate…

moon, was fate playing

sound of his growl, a sound filled with hunger, and the word ‘mate’. My lips formed the words automatically but my voice had vanished and my vision blurred. I wanted to run, to vanish, to crawl into a black

be thrown away and left

found the control of my legs… and I bolted. I didn’t care

not think I could ever

what he

destined to be alone and

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5 months ago

practically skipping in my step heading into our town, a short walk from the packhouse. Tonight, I wanted to splurge and celebrate my shift as best as I could. That called for some drinks and some

the chatter of the pack warriors meeting up for the morning session in the field under the warm summer morning sun. I spotted Tamlyn laughing with her squad and mind-linked her hello, excited to actually be able to. Her mate, Suzanna, turned her in my direction and the two of them

I could run the borders for days. Such a strange combination of wired and tired all at once. My new wolf, Lobelia, twirled, delightedly in my mind, overjoyed to be free. She may have

knew was that I wanted to look my best, to reflect how I felt

of the cafe, opposite the park where I stood, Finley Jacobs with his arm draped over the shoulder of a

no. Not him.

than some people changed socks. And despite all of that, I continued

Lobelia uttered, hanging her head, the same thoughts and realisations crashing down on both of

unfolding in slow motion. His pale blue eyes met mine and he looked about as thrilled as I was. The she-wolf on his arm was all but forgotten, calling after him only to be completely

only served to anger my wolf into wanting

This was it, the mate bond that I heard

have lasted longer, but deep down, I knew it. Lobelia knew it. Whatever bond was

scent, this close, of fresh ginger made me sigh in a fleeting moment of calm. He tucked a stray lock of my red hair behind my ear and, for a blissful second, I thought he would accept me,

What a foolish thought.

the side of my head and he pushed away from me, his fingers raking

to be an Omega?!” He rasped, thick displeasure lacing his tone. “What the hell am I supposed to

her anger raging. ‘Reject him now, you know you want the same. He’ll only do it to