Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 96

CHAPTER 93 – TOOK CARE?

(Follows on from the events of chapter 82)

Astennu

I heard nothing other than the loud and slow rhythmic beats of my heart in my ears. My dilated pupils met a mirror of deep blue. Where his were filled with a cold sweat, mine were filled with an anger no word in any language could adequately express.

My body moved on its own, like the trained predator it was honed to be; trained by the very man it was now aimed at… a man I thought was my father… a man I once looked up to and idolised.

Before I knew it, I was in front of him with my fist raised, ploughing swiftly into his jaw and wishing it came out on the other side. My anger boiled, roiling and seething beyond anything self-control could contain.

I wanted blood, his blood, and Aasim wanted nothing more than to be let loose on him. We were blind, too blind to think of anything except hatred.

In as fast a motion as my fist had landed, I grabbed hold of the only thing to exist in my vision and slammed his head into the doorframe, throwing him to the room and panting heavily for oxygen that wouldn’t come.

My bones began to crack, creaking to shift. Black fur sprouted and my muscles strained against the confines of my clothing to rip free. A thick arm caught me from behind, pulling me out of the sea of feral snarls deafening me. It clamped around my neck, applying pressure to a pulse point and halting my shift… Badru.

‘Don’t!’ He fought against me physically while his voice effortlessly sliced through my mind. ‘Don’t kill him.’

‘Let me go, Ru. I want his head,’ I shivered as another wave of unbridled rage coursed down my spine, seeing my once-father sprawled on the floor and dazed, not knowing what had hit him.

‘He’s our only link to Evie and our pup. You kill him and anything he knows is dead too.’

“Isaac!” Our mother’s shattering voice screamed.

She rushed to him, gently cradling his shoulders and supporting the side of his head. Her wide eyes flitted up, flickering between Badru and me, hurt.

Tears

my fury, fanning its flames until I wanted to explode all

against my brother’s tightening hold. “Were you part of it? Is that why you stole Evie

Know what?” Her brows pinched

up on his knee with a grunt. “No one knows.

slowly, backing up, her teary eyes studying us all

will,” Badru delivered the ultimatum, relaxing his grip on me but not

to look pained,

I roared, ripping free of all sanity and barreling

son of a b***h!” I punctuated each sentence with punishing and raining

firm took hold of my forearm, but before I could be pulled off, my elbow collided with an equally firm and solid

a whisper, somehow cut through the raging buzz pounding at my temples. I looked up, meeting the pleading eyes of my mother, rivers of tears flowing freely down her cheeks and her hands clutching her chest. “…Stop. Please,

how hard I heaved for breath, an imaginary noose around my neck prevented it from entering. The walls felt

out. I needed air.

need to howl and run rising

shifted and aimed for our nearest escape from this bad dream, the

Badru

A tickle at my temple jolted me out of the shock of Astennu’s wild explosion. Touching my

trembled, vibrating with adrenaline I didn’t know how to diffuse. I always had a reaction for every occurrence and, now, I hadn’t the first clue. My brother was the one for rational thinking and action, but he had lost his proverbial s**t, leaving me to deal with the man I wanted to

done?” My mother

the wreckage we had left behind. Wiping her eyes and licking her dry lips, she picked her way through the splinters to gather up the leather-bound book. Glancing down at the man that I had eaten with not a few hours ago, my father, I mind-linked for Kate and the guards to come immediately, to take a prisoner to the

rogues for a decade to do goddess knows what,” my eyes scanned the carpet for the glint of a silver-coloured treasure, my nour el-ain’s locket. It

kiss to her beautiful name, wishing it were her vanilla-scented

my mother flipped through the pages frantically. “He

anger other than whatever lay around me. “He sold Evie,

he wouldn’t do that to you. H-he wouldn’t do that to

hushed, gaping at Isaac out cold on the