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.

this?” Tears

fanning its flames until I

brother’s tightening hold. “Were you part

Her brows pinched in

thing,” the man wheezed and pushed himself up on his

mother stood slowly, backing up, her

the ultimatum, relaxing

look pained, a whimpering growl escaping him.

ripping free of all sanity and barreling into

You goddess damned son of a b***h!” I punctuated each sentence

and solid surface. I didn’t stop to turn and look at

whisper, somehow cut through the raging buzz pounding at my temples. I looked up, meeting the pleading eyes of my

No matter how hard I heaved for breath, an imaginary noose around my neck prevented it from entering. The walls felt too close, tightening around me. I stood,

here. I needed out. I needed air. I

Aasim begged, a need to howl

for our nearest

Badru

obliterated shards of glass. A tickle at my temple jolted me out of the shock of Astennu’s

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

he done?” My mother hiccuped

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 cells. The acknowledgement flared a sick rage within my chest, making me wish I had joined my brother

found it hidden. He’s been selling 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

a kiss to her beautiful name, wishing it were her vanilla-scented lips. I slipped it into my pocket so it would

through the pages frantically. “He was relocating

my anger other than whatever lay around me. “He sold Evie, he sold Konstantin and he was

breaking and dropping the ledger. “No, he wouldn’t do that to you.

Kate appeared with the four warriors at her back and promptly hushed, gaping at Isaac out cold on the floor, the study destroyed, the