Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 79

Chapter 76 – Devil Spawn?!

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“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,

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

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in sincerity. “I was one of

your help anyway. And if you remember anything, you can come to me no matter the time,” I nodded, scratching his

bring back our future Luna. Evie… she

served as a bitter reminder that Evie wasn’t where she was supposed to be, with us and safe. And no

high regard. The older members that I had questioned made no comments, keeping their opinions to themselves. The younger

barely 19 years 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

the details, sticking to his deal with us that Konstantin would not be accused of planning this. And yet, the rumours had already begun to drip, doubts slithering their way

closed from typing as 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 our groups separately and working through

in the slightest, and it showed nothing that the waitress hadn’t told us. Only 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 appeared on camera, having been interrupted in her

I were in 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 the dumpster was only ever locked at closing time, so would have been the point of entry for the

safe. So leaving doors unlocked wasn’t 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 alliance since their new Luna at

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 everything

door before

poking his head out into the hallway

who?” I took a sip of my coffee, sighing as it hit

spawn overheard me talking with Lucy

my

should

much for Catalina, more so Badru, Thiago was

deep laugh shadowed his

flinched much. He swept a hand

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

Badru pointed a finger in her

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

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