Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 78

Chapter 75 – What About Damian?

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THERE IS A SMALL SECTION OF THIS CHAPTER THAT COULD BE TRIGGERING FOR SOME READERS. A SUBSTANCE IS MENTIONED THAT IS CONNECTED TO S.A BUT NO S.A TAKES PLACE

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Badru

“We’re taking blood samples, so we’ll know soon,” a pack doctor stepped out of the private treatment room where Lucy had been taken, slinging the stethoscope around her neck. “With the symptoms you’ve described, I have a decent idea of what may have been used, but I’ll wait for confirmation. The good news is, I highly doubt it’s caused any long-term issues. However, there’s more than likely going to be some memory loss leading up to ingestion.”

“Thanks for doing all you can,” I exhaled in frustration that we may have lost more crucial information but relieved that Lucy would be fine, physically at least.

“This is the water bottle she drank from,” I grabbed the metal container out of my sweatpants pocket. “She sipped from it just before she blanked out. You can test it with the tea collected.”

“I’ll send it to the lab,” she took it from me and began to turn, pausing just a few steps away. “Alpha? I’m sorry about your mate, but I know you’ll find her.”

I half-heartedly smiled, even if the expression nowhere near reached my eyes. I wanted to believe the doctor, but it felt like an empty sentiment, something comforting you say for the sake of it.

With Lucy taken care of and on a drip to flush out whatever drug was in her system, and with my brother notified and on his way, I went in search of my mother’s hospital room on the opposing corridor. Hers was at the far end, in a corner room with a she-wolf warrior standing guard. Gently opening the door, in case she was asleep or resting, I slipped inside. At the movement, a hunched-over figure that had been cradling their chin to their knees, blanched in the bed, recoiling into the metal headboard.

“It’s just me, mom,” I held up a hand, half through the door.

The blinds in the room had been dropped, dulling the bright afternoon sunlight. A small cardboard bowl sat on the hospital bed table, put out for any bouts of sickness. All the symptoms Lucy had experienced as well when she woke.

My mother relaxed upon hearing my voice, a slight audible hitch to her breath as she exhaled. What happened today must have brought up so much deeply buried trauma. Trauma that I needn’t know the full details of to understand exactly what some of this triggered.

I approached and perched on the side of her bed which was free of IV lines. Without words, she clutched onto me around my waist, her fingers digging into my bare skin. I stroked her back in comfort, holding my mother for the longest time until her grip began to loosen. She tried to speak but her voice sounded a little hoarse.

“Let me get you some water,” I stood to grab the jug at her other side.

As I poured and was about to hand it over, I hesitated, sipping it first for peace of mind that it hadn’t been tampered with before she drank it.

“Thank you,” she whispered, sipping from the cool glass.

The door burst open just as the last drop was drained and she almost flung the glass at the visitor, had I not reacted and grabbed it mid-air.

My father.

The only inhabitant of the room he noticed was my mother, wrapping her up in his arms and burying his face in the crook of her neck.

I could hardly blame him. Had it been Evie that walked through the door, nothing else in the world would exist to me. The only other voice that would have registered audibly would have been Baniti, most likely begging to be let out so he could hump her leg.

‘I wouldn’t ask that!’

‘Yes you would, after slobbering all over her face.’

pouted, nestling his muzzle between his paws to

brother followed moments after that

asked, standing by

a dog when I came around,” she hummed a humourless laugh, her voice growing small. “I don’t remember clearly what happened, just drinking tea and then waking up

kissing her shoulder. “I’m so sorry I

Evie? And who did this?” Her head

father and Astennu both shared a

our dad said tersely.

haram (a term used to express sympathy), ahhibba (darlings),” she held out her hands

too,” I reported. “The

between Astennu and our father. Did this have to do with what he had mind-linked me with? This grudge he had with Konstantin, I swear, our dad was looking for any way to spurn

voice came. ‘I have the results and I’d prefer to tell you in private,

guard, saying he would be staying by the Luna’s side going forward.

a few more hours. But, given the similarities and timing, I’d be surprised if they were different,” the she-wolf doctor spoke quietly. “The

long pause before she spoke again, “I need you to promise to try and keep calm when you hear this… the substance

three of us and my stomach damn near

suspect that has occurred,” the doctor held up her palms to talk us down from our rampage. “GHB is odourless and colourless. Wolves tend to find it has a metallic taste, similar to that of the tannins in tea or the tinge a metal water bottle might have. It works fast because of our metabolism and, if hidden properly, it’s fairly undetectable, but it can only be ingested. It was present in the tea and I’m suspecting it’ll be in that water bottle. In low doses, it causes nausea and vomiting, confusion, some paralysis and memory loss. At higher doses, it causes loss of consciousness

his anxiety which flowed through

max, in wolves. The after-effects are a little longer. I

about to walk away. “She hasn’t had much but it was

far enough away, Astennu

No way would he leave

hold onto his words, biting

him, just like you couldn’t sense mom and we couldn’t sense

you know what lycans can do? They might be able to block out the bond, for all you know.

pack house?” Aside from my brother saying our father-in-law was being framed, I had no clue how

between the two was nearly palpable, a line of fire connecting their eyes. Astennu was first to speak, starting from where we parted ways by the stairs and punctuating

his head that Konstantin master planned

no way,” I shook my head in disbelief. “If he wanted to leave, he would go all Russian,

again,’ Astennu’s left eye winced with a cringe. “And in Evie’s room, her locket was gone. Whoever took it, could

it that some schedule was just there?” I piled on with my brother, hoping my father would see he was playing into a staged story. “If I did something like this, I would take it with me to hide how

and rubbing his eyes. “If you believe in him so much… I trust you. But I am not disregarding that man

sorry this happened to you,” he gripped our shoulders. “And Aste?

conceded, gripping our father’s hand

door. “Kate and Tamlyn are on their way. I need to be by your

check on Lucy once he’s changed,” my twin thrust a bundle of clothes at my chest. “And we’ll

was empty, I ushered us inside,

think Konstantin

I knew Astennu would be fully forthcoming with

I can’t believe it. Like you said, he’d just go and I can’t believe he’d leave Lucy in that state, let alone put her in it. The way he looked at her, that’s

written all over it,” I crouched to tie up

Finley even get Konstantin out