Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 103
CHAPTER 100 – WON’T YOU PLAY?
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This would be taking place roughly around the time when the twins would be setting off to ‘dysfunction around France’.
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Evgeniya
“Are you sure you’ve never played this before, dad?” I wiped away the filled grid drawn in dry-erase ink from the glass and penned out another.
“No, your mother never taught this game,” a small yet easy smile spread under his much thicker beard. “She used to play spy in eye to help my English.”
My laugh echoed between us. “I spy,” I helped correct him. “But I think we’ll stick to tic tac toe. There’s only so much we can spy in here.”
‘Unless one of those fuckwit guards passes by,’ Evva yawned and stretched, bored out of her mind. ‘There’s at least twenty things there and all of them swears.’
As I looped a circle to make my first move, she bellowed a huge and overly dramatic groan. ‘Can you play anything else? It’s been three hours!’
‘You wanna go back to hangman?’ I asked sarcastically, knowing it would shut her up.
‘If you go near that game again, I will force a shift and gnaw my leg off.’
‘That’s what I thought, so drop the attitude.’
It wasn’t entirely her fault she was being so snippy. Two months sealed away in my mind was getting to her, creating an increasingly cantankerous wolf. Her spirit buzzed under the surface of my skin needing release and in a few more months, when my belly would begin to show, our pup would be too big to safely cope with the physical stresses of a shift. If she thought a couple of months were going to be tough, how would she cope with half a year?
“Pravyy nizhniy ugol,” my dad said slowly, enunciating his syllables and pitch, telling me in Russian where he wanted his ‘X’ placed.
Small moments, like these, over the last few months, we had taken to teaching the other. I helped my father with reading English and he taught me some Russian.
“Bottom right corner?” Diego beat me to it, stealing my thunder.
father praised. “Molodets,
pretty face,
flexed his bare-chested physique playfully, preening like a peacock. “There’s a pretty sharp
gilipollas?” I raised a brow at him, writing the ‘X’ in the grid and placing my ‘O’ in
tilted my head in question at my father as he stared
held a twinkle of genuine amusement. The dark circles looked a little more faded and
you look
me felt the same too. Perhaps it was the serene quiet that we were experiencing, coupled with our little game, that had given us a brief sensation of normality. I had been trying to distract my father since he had woken from the after-effects of whatever foul tranquilliser they used and the exhaustion of his match. I needed the distraction from my any-time-of-day sickness and
day. This morning, I had felt somewhat back to normal; sweaty, aching and nauseous. And in the last few hours, the inner strain on my bond had eased somewhat, tugging away still, but not as painfully. I put it
of tic tac toe, my dad had
thought going first would win
is why I win,” he said in his dad-tone filled with wisdom. “You thought you had
eyes were beginning to bleed after several consecutive hours of gameplay. That, and my ass had long since fallen to sleep from being seated on the hard wooden floor. I shuffled back to my bed by the wall, the only spot in my cell that had a blind spot from the CCTV camera outside. After all the trekking back and forth from my cell to Marceau’s private dining room, I had managed to peek a glance at the inside of the sliding door right
taking their recess time outside or were attending their fights. In Bastiaan’s case, it was the latter. He had been gone since my father had returned. Both my dad and Diego were on a day
was overdue. As if on cue, the sound of boots approached, followed by Diego’s curses in Spanish and finishing with my father’s growls and the swish of the glass cell door opening. It was
coincided with
I mouthed silently to my
I knew he would worry regardless, but it
led the usual route. The only route I didn’t know yet was the one
chérie,” Marceau’s slimy voice greeted me from the
long candles lit on the formally set table and the fire crackling
a chair, gently sliding it under me as I reluctantly sat. I wished he would take the furthest seat, but I knew he wouldn’t. He would sit himself as close as possible, knowing it would
hand, holding it fast against my pull of resistance from
Pew’s lips don’t
the bitter taste of iron saturated my taste buds, beating down every impulse I had to cram the man’s dinner
carved up slices of the roasted meat, sliding them onto
for me, ma chérie?” He tilted his glass, filling it with
my tiny acts of rebellion, the only things I could control. And so goddess help me, there was nothing he could do to force a smile on my
his
of this would be over. It in no way surprised me that I was watched, yet ripples of agitation wound around my neck as though a band had been clamped around it, squeezing on my airways. My stomach lurched again in a motion I was all too familiar with, from
drained his glass,
nearer the edge of the table, something that looked akin to a brownie. The rich chocolatey scent hit me, too rich, too overbearing, too sickly. My insides churned and the food I had just
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