Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 104

CHAPTER 101 – OUT ON A LIMB?

Evgeniya

The realisation hit harder than a sledgehammer and my sharp intake of breath showed it.

“Clever girl. You’ve worked it out, oui?” Marceau’s fingertips circled the curve of my shoulders, sliding back up to grip either side by my neck.

“What, killing my father’s pack wasn’t enough for you, you psychopath?” I wanted to jerk my body away and throw the damned piano squarely at his head, but the fingers digging into my shoulders sharpened into protruding claws to trap me solidly with their unrelentingly strong hold.

“Don’t go getting testy with me over that, ma chérie,” his grip tightened, the tips of his claws piercing my skin through my shirt and drawing blood. “That unfortunate incident in Kamchatka wasn’t mine or my father’s choice and it left our family destitute. So, need’s must. Lotus River pack sat on small but pure gold and amethyst deposits and barely tapped into their potential. They wouldn’t let us mine voluntarily, so they required coercion. Leaving one pack member alive was my idea, so that they could spread the word of how rogues had destroyed their home. Which left the land abandoned with no one to raise any questions, because who wouldn’t believe a band of violent rogues to be capable of such atrocities? The riches we gained from such an easy performance built this whole empire.”

For the second time, his lips brushed my ear, following after me no matter how much I leaned away from the horrid sensation.

“My father’s men certainly played their part well to scare the pretty she-wolf they took. I think you can guess who they let escape,” his sickening low voice uttered. “The stereotype of you rogues has so many wonderful applications.”

Qamar didn’t tell me specifically what was done to her, but it wasn’t hard to infer. Tortured with silver, scarring her for life, and raped, and the monstrous dog responsible quite literally had his claws in me.

My body needed little motivation from Evva to lash out. I couldn’t stand it one moment longer of being anywhere near the man, near his rank scent, having to endure his unwanted touching or his lecherous leering. I had reached the limit of my tether that had no stretch left to give and it snapped with an almighty pop.

The entire sequence of events played out in slow motion, blurring before my eyes as it enacted itself before me. The beat of my heart swung like a mallet against my ribs, booming in my ears and thudding in the same slow rhythm that matched my surroundings.

THU-THUMP…

My elbow flew up and connected with the side of Marceau’s head, throwing him off of me.

THU-THUMP…

his rifle containing wolfsbane

THU-THUMP…

up from the piano stool, attempting to evade its

THU-THUMP…

animalistic speed, catching the barrel and ramming

a single grip to toss across the room. “The pup is

sleek and sharp suit. I hadn’t witnessed the side of him that his size

sprawled form on the floor. “…Back to her cell. And, so

or how close I could come

such a stupid thing for me to have done… I could

sting of tears that I blinked away, comforted that the tiny bond twanged to remind

yes, it was stupid and I shouldn’t have encouraged it,’ Evva cowed, knowing she had done nothing to dissuade my lax judgement. ‘But it wasn’t

The wolf had gone

never showed that level of anger when anyone else was about to be

realisation struck me at the base of my

my benefit, but because he wanted my pup. And after that guard had been beaten to a virtual pulp, the others would probably not want to take any risks with

‘We just need a way to use this in

to bust any metaphorical balls, but that’s a helluva limb to go

‘Ye of little faith-’

didn’t say I wasn’t willing to go out on that limb with you,’ I followed the guard into the corridor that led down the line of cells. ‘Just that this time we need to be smart about

vampires nursed their sore and battered bodies, too focused on their bruised injuries to pay me any mind. As I approached my cell where the door was open ready for me to enter, a small groan caught my attention.

concern yourself over me, lieverd (poppet),” he used the small pet name he had taken to