Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Chapter 66

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 66

Bonus Chapter 3 – You Avoid Me?

Lucy

Each time the memory played in my mind, my heart hammered in my chest, my pulse echoed in my ears and my lips tingled. I could scarcely believe I had done it, kissed him, Konstantin.

Just his name dancing silently on my tongue sent ripples of a strange electricity through my chest. How could he have ingrained himself in my heart so quickly? He hadn’t forced his way into it or demanded my affections. All he had done was quietly appreciate my company, as though that was enough for him.

His scent of crisp yet musky mountainous air had lulled me to sleep, draped on my figure from his t-shirt. I could almost taste him all over again, triggered only by that scent, and his face had graced my dreams, chasing away all my fears.

For five long months, my dreams had consisted of Finley, using and taunting me, parading women to hurt me, showing me love only to shatter it, and in darker nightmares, looming over me to attack. But with Konstantin’s scent enveloping me, all those horrid images dissipated into a fog, replaced for the first time by his large and comforting arms, his gentle eyes, and those soft lips.

I had fallen for him so fast, so hard… it terrified and excited me. I swore I wouldn’t be swept up in a mate bond again, that if by some miracle I was granted a second chance, I wouldn’t allow myself to dream for a moment of happily ever afters until I was sure. And I had willingly broken that resolve the moment he returned my wrap, the moment our fingers brushed.

Helping Evie pack as she had for my heat, I was in a daze, not focusing on what I was folding or on what Evie was packing. A whole mariachi band could have passed through her room dressed as pickles and I doubt I would have even noticed. That was, till Evie had shaken me from my daydreaming, asking what had happened.

“Have you seen him since?” Evie lifted her head, focusing behind me.

“No?”

But the pleasant ripple down my spine told me. I could feel a gaze on my back, heated, intense and I utterly loved it in an instant.

“Now’s your chance,” she spun me around. “He’s right there.”

And there he was, his deep grey-blue eyes focused solely on me, only shifting when Evie waved and climbed through the window to greet him. One of the Alphas stood behind him, Astennu I guessed, giving Evie and Konstantin a moment to speak as father and daughter.

I handed Evie her bag and followed her out of the window, closing it shut behind me knowing she had everything and no reason to go back in.

I felt each thud of my heart, looking up into Konstantin’s captivating face, his wonderful curls of mountain scent reaching out to pull me to him with no effort on his part.

‘Say it,’ Lobelia urged, knowing the words that lingered on the tip of my tongue. ‘You practised it enough. It’ll mean so much to him.’

“D-dobroye utro (good morning),” I bit my lips together, hoping I had said it right.

A small twitch of his lips under his beard told me I had gotten it correct and he repeated it back.

‘What?’ I felt my mouth pout as I caught Evie’s teasing smile. ‘I spent all last night and some of this morning trying to learn that.’

I stood far back, to give them their chance to speak, feeling Konstantin’s gaze follow my hips’ natural sway. He and Evie had only just been reunited and now needed to part.

As I saw the two of them break away, a black jeep pulled up, driven by the other Alpha, Badru. Although there seemed to be some ridiculous disagreement between who would drive: Evie adamant that she do it, and Badru equally determined to stay in the driver’s seat.

“Would you let her drive?” I switched my sights between each twin. Both had a sheen of sweat on their brows and an agitation to their limbs. ”Neither of you look as though you should be behind the wheel at all.”

As soon as I had said it, I regretted it. Evie had that silly sly smile, and the Alpha twins were doing their best to shove down a grin.

“Don’t you dare say it. I heard the tone, I know.”

‘Thanks for the assist, mom,’ Evie just couldn’t help herself, pulling me in for a hug before she got into the jeep. ‘Please look out for him? He really doesn’t trust pack, so this is all gonna be a difficult adjustment for him.’

‘I’ll take care of him, I promise.’

‘And bake! We need to spoil him,’ my wolf grew excited.

The jeep took off and Konstantin stood silently, watching it leave, a frown carving through his features. Tentatively, I reached out to grasp his hand. An instinct took hold of me, expecting him to pull away, to reject me, but he didn’t. His fingers clasped tight, intertwining with and engulfing mine, his thumb rubbing over my knuckles.

“She was so small and now she is grown woman… she doesn’t need me,” he muttered, a deep pain resonating in his quiet voice.

“She’ll always need you,” I thought to my own father, how much I missed him and how much I wanted him back to get me through the ordeal with my first mate.

Wiping at my tears before they could fall, I pulled on his arm to turn him to me. “Will you come and have breakfast with me? I make a wicked eggs benedict.”

“Why are eggs named Benedict?” He looked at me confused.

in a

my goddess, he’s adorable,’ Lobelia twirled in my mind,

“It’s just what the dish is called. Come on, I

anyone in this place. The kitchen of the pack house was busy when I opened the double doors, preparing for the day and the upcoming Thanksgiving. I ignored the tiny whispers and obvious mind-linking flitting around and pulled Konstantin by the hand to the small side kitchen. One look from him and the couple of staff scattered in an instant. Normally,

did make all the difference. He seemed to find it rather amusing, given his quiet yet deep rumbling

looked quite comical, sat with his legs crossed to fit. A huge man perched on a tiny seat, but at least it made him somewhat reachable to spoon-feed him little tastes of

and the cannoli shells were cooling nicely as I made

out a

me feed

this most,” he used his thumb and forefinger

“It’s my favourite too.”

piped each of the cannoli shells, dusting with some icing sugar to finish them off. Taking a sharp knife, I

him to still be seated, but he had silently stood and directly

his every dip and taut muscle. The point of the large black tribal tattoo poked out from the collar as well as the hint of darker hair studding his pecs.

the slice of cannoli, balancing on my tiptoes to reach. I teetered a little and had steady myself with a hand pressed on his lower chest, my fingers splaying

instead

I swiped at the print, trying to clear my

I wiped over his chest, “I do not

up to meet him in return. Encircling my hips with his arms, he rapidly lifted me to the kitchen counter, spanning his palms around my

with the heat of his body

lead on how to swirl mine with his. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I

like. A thrill tingled

I was doing. I was supposed to be taking this slow, taking our time, and I had leapt on him the first chance

the counter, backing up to

my idiotic response to this huge, perfect and gentle man,

is getting old,’ Lobelia complained. ‘I wanted my big

‘I can’t… I’m… I’m…’

idea, silly goose, we’re meant to. He’s our mate and I could feel, he was in to

was in over my head, I had no clue what I was doing and that damned scent of his warped my brain every

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flopping over in bed. I had stupidly avoided Konstantin for the rest of the day. Every time I thought about that kiss, my heart ploughed

or would it tickle?’ My wolf sighed, hearts practically popping

like that… and it would probably tickle… it does when we

could go to his room, you

came to collect your

us through

scent, I wanted it badly. It was my

My wolf won.

upon the wood. Every ounce of common sense was telling me this was a

and opened wide… and what greeted my sights short-circuited something in

of me, unbothered and unashamed. Every solid muscle, line, dip,

bulged, taking in the trail of dark blond chest hair that led my eyes down

moon goddess blessed him with great proportions,’ Lobelia drooled,

voice snapped my bright red

knew I had ogled every inch of

having a clue of where

The tip of his finger lifted my chin. “Do you wish me to

yelled,

me at his open door as he walked back towards the bed. I was granted an uninterrupted view of his firm muscular

over his shoulder. “Whichever

door, leaning back against it and wondering what on earth I had walked myself

asked awkwardly. Evie had asked me to look out for him and I

under the sheets, sitting up to

I was here… what the hell

each of his tattoos?’ My wolf listed

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