Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Chapter 64

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 64

Bonus Chapter 2 – Awkward Firsts?

Lucy

Of all the nightmares that could repeat themselves. Why this one?

I didn’t ask for much in this life. Was it reaching of me to ask for a mate who wanted me?

“I do not think I could ever accept another…”

His words in his utterly addictive voice repeated and rang louder with each repetition.

And somehow, this felt worse. He wasn’t unwilling to accept a second chance mate out of pride or out of being an asshole. He was unwilling because of devotion. How could I fault him for something so pure?

‘How do you know he truly meant it?’ Lobelia, weirdly, acted optimistic. ‘You didn’t give him a chance to feel a mate bond again.’

Was my wolf deluded? Was this her way of coping? To create a self-made fantasy?

The thin trees I ran through soon gave way to a craggy clearing. I collapsed against a rock, unable to keep myself from shattering apart. I had tried to be strong. I tried to put on a mask that all was well and laugh at jokes. I tried to go about my day, pretending I wasn’t slowly dying inside. There was nothing in me left to ‘try’ anymore.

When Evie found me, I couldn’t keep it in any longer, my dam finally bursting.

He was her father! My second chance mate was my best friend’s father, a man who would be more than twice my age!

“…What was the moon goddess thinking?!” I screamed to the sky.

The jolt from Evie’s movements interrupted my cursing out the blameless clouds above.

A large hand, gently holding out a long swath of fabric. “Maybe she thinks two broken souls need each other most.”

My wrap that I had dropped… he brought it back to me?

My hands had remained tightly clutched to my chest, biting into my light sweater. My fingers ached when I began to unfurl them, hesitant to reach out to him. Gripping the fabric, our fingertips brushed and the sensation of the mate bond thrummed through my body.

‘He feels like home,’ both Lobelia and I said in unison.

I heard an echo bounce around and I felt my face heat that I had gasped so loudly.

‘As much as I love our Evie.. can you tell her to go?’ My wolf cut in. ‘She’s standing around like an awkward lemon not sure what to do with herself. Give her an out.’

Oh, that was a point.

‘It’s ok… I’ll try and talk,’ I nodded to her, trying to smile through the last of my tears.

She bobbed her head and quickly retreated faster than I had ever seen her move before, leaving me alone… with her father. Was I entirely sure this was any better?

Heavens above, he was even more handsome close-up. With him knelt in front of me, I could take in his every feature. The scar on the left of his jaw didn’t detract from his looks at all. It added to his rugged appeal that I was increasingly attracted to. And his scent? I wanted to bottle and consume it for the rest of my life. It was perfect… just like him.

for, I just know it. Tell

quite put my finger on it, but it

Konstantin,” his two hands cupped around mine, sending bursts of lively tingles dancing across

“I-I know… I’m Lucy.”

beard twitched, he was smiling

do not like you crying,” the rough pads of his thumbs swept so softly under my

me and to hide my red puffy face. I had cried so hard, I must have looked a mess; a great

his large hand encased my jaw. How could a touch from such a huge man be so gentle

had already run from him, expecting the worst. Our first mates had left such scars behind. His was what his mate had given, mine was

that I’m just an

know the answer, to know

you care I am rogue?” Konstantin answered my question with his own, his thumb tracing the curve of my cheek. “He was fool to

eyes threatened to tear up one more. I gripped his hand, taking a moment to appreciate his every mature and masculine

goose,’ Lobelia gave me a mental nudge with her nose. ‘Invite

a little? Get to know

from my grasp to bundle it around my shoulders. Taking my hands, he stood, pulling me up with him and, for the first time, I saw exactly how much his hulking frame towered above me.

if he crushes us?’ My eyes widened, looking

flashing me the lewdest images she had

at my wolf’s graphic thoughts. I could barely look a naked male in the eye. I certainly wasn’t ready for anything Lobelia was showing me, my heart was still healing. And if what I couldn’t see was as big as what

he’ll fit,’ she licked her lips. ‘Now focus where it’s needed. You’re kinda staring at him while looking

leading him towards one of the mountain trails

hadn’t ever had a relationship

his fingers with mine and engulfed my small palm with his, making it clear

clutched my wrap around my shoulders with my free hand,

believe. Tell me. I

began, feeling both nervous to talk about myself so much and

sure he quite understood the deal with culinary school and the art of presentation with food. To him, food was simply a necessity meant to be consumed out of survival; and if it tasted nice, that was simply a bonus. Given how he had lived for the better part of two decades, it was understandable. But it was a stance I needed to educate him on, to show him food could be fun. I didn’t speak much about Finley, he seemed to know the basic gist and, quite frankly, I didn’t want my thoughts to keep winding

was a wonderful woman,” Konstantin slowly bobbed his head, a sadness

a point of contention. He spoke a little of his past, but having already divulged so many painful parts with Evie, it was difficult for him to rehash everything again so soon. It wasn’t as though we had to share every

to a natural end. He was

his room, his eyes sweeping over me from top to bottom. Coupled with his scent in this enclosed environment, my mind and wolf were in a scramble. Maybe coming to his room, alone, was a mistake. We agreed we both needed time, to take things slow, and the idea of leaving his scent

later,” I completely fumbled and wanted to hide my head under

my red face, which at this point had become my default

behind me and

his outdoor coat off, letting it fall to the ground and the wall of his chest stood before me. His long-sleeved shirt clung to his torso like

mate. As token,” he gripped his shirt hem and, in one smooth

heart to beat somewhat steadily. The plains of his body were the most sculpted I had ever witnessed; hard and rugged muscles, littered with

picking up my heated scent, yet he never said a word as he gently prised my hands from my chest and placed his item of clothing against my

under the edge of my wrap, grazing against

inhale. I nodded, swallowing a cough that burned my chest to be released, and let him

I squeaked and hurried

and knew he couldn’t hear, I coughed up my lungs, taking

that in, silly goose,’ my wolf

against the closed door at my back. ‘He probably thinks

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