Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Chapter 79

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 79

Chapter 76 – Devil Spawn?!

Astennu

“Hey, Luce?” Badru entered her private hospital room first. I followed close behind.

The room was dimmed with the blinds closed, just as our mother’s had been. A tiny figure huddled in the bed on their side, the blankets pulled up over their head. For a second, I could have been fooled into thinking Lucy was still asleep if not for a quiet little sniffle and a movement of her elbow.

“You in there?” I gently jostled her shoulder.

“I really wanted to believe all of it was a nightmare… but it isn’t, is it?” The lump spoke under the hospital blanket.

“No, I’m sorry Lucy,” Badru pulled up an armchair to the side of the bed. “Do you remember much?”

“I don’t remember going to bed this morning after the shift I covered,” her face poked out over the blanket hem, revealing a pair of red-rimmed hazel eyes. “I remember one of you somehow breaking into my room, the one with whiskers, so I’m guessing Badru…”

I snickered a little at her bold sass.

“…Please tell me he didn’t leave me… the doctor wouldn’t tell me anything. She kept saying I needed to rest-”

“He didn’t,” I cut off her meek sob. “Konstantin wouldn’t. Whoever took our mate,” my fists clenched. “Took yours.”

“Who? Who could do this?”

Badru side-eyed me, ‘should we tell her? It’s not as though we have any proof.’

“You think it’s Finley, don’t you?” Her eyes flitted back and forth between the two of us.

“We don’t know for su-”

“Don’t use that voice,” Lucy interrupted me, sitting bolt upright and crossing her arms defiantly. “It’s what the nurse and doctor used on me like I was a fragile little girl, and I’m not.”

“I think our mother-in-law’s telling you off,” Badru snickered, drawing a blushing frown from Lucy.

‘She really is the mom friend,’ Aasim huffed a gentle surge of laughter.

young man at the end,’ I chuckled, the tightness in my chest easing ever so

her frankly what had happened to her, our mate and our mother, what she was suspected to have been drugged with and how we believed Konstantin was being set up, a niggling question had begun to grow. If this was Finley, why didn’t he take her too?

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The next day

sincerity. “I was one of the first out yesterday

you can come to me no matter the time,” I nodded, scratching

back to address me. “I hope you bring back our future Luna. Evie… she always stood up for us, even if it got her in trouble. I kinda wished I’d thanked

that fell as soon as he had left. It served as a bitter reminder that Evie wasn’t where she was supposed to be, with us and safe. And no matter

everyone before him. My mate wasn’t as disliked as she thought she was, many held her in high regard. The older members that I had questioned made no comments, keeping their opinions to themselves. The younger pack

in age and newly recruited. They had spoken to Konstantin just a few days ago hoping that, and I quote, ‘the badass tattooed Russian rogue’ could train with them sometime. The ‘worrying’ part was the disappointment they

to remain silent on the details, sticking to his deal with us that Konstantin would not be accused of planning

I questioned, but not before emailing the file to my brother and father first. We had split into three parties for questioning potential witnesses, each taking

one camera was in operation on the premises, over the cash register and front door. All it showed was the last table downstairs, two women, paying and leaving. Not long after the door swung shut, a snowball had struck against the window, smearing the glass with slushy ice. The waitress

full agreement, as was our father, that this distraction was where the tea had been spiked. The back door to the establishment that led out to

uncommon. It hadn’t seen war in 25 years, just before Badru and I were born, and that fight hadn’t even been on our grounds. It was in assistance to a pack south of us, Ashen Star, in Oregon; an uneasy

a hasty jostle and a waft of extremely strong coffee billowed through the gap. Following, came my brother’s back, his elbow nudging the handle open and his hands full with two large travel mugs of coffee. With our questioning over, we were finally free to leave on our solo mission; go to Finley’s place and search through

the door before he fell

poking his head out into the

my coffee, sighing as it hit the

devil spawn overheard me talking with Lucy this

of my hand

I should

Badru nor I cared much for Catalina, more so Badru, Thiago was a good friend. Like us, he had grown up with a privileged background and, for lack of a better description, we were cocky and entitled little assholes together, living in our gilded

Spawn,” Thaigo’s deep laugh shadowed his sister. “I’m

swift elbow to his gut, not that he flinched much. He swept a hand up the back of her head, flicking her hair into her face, muffling her indignant

tresses back, fishing out a hair tie from her jeans pocket

us!” Badru pointed a finger in

what to do, cabrón (pal),” she stormed after him, muttering a string

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