Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 105

CHAPTER 102 – A MATCHING COUPLE?

Astennu

Another sparkling couple sauntered through the carved black double doors of the unostentatious establishment, the man flashing his gold ring to gain entrance for him and his partner. The building blended in with the other gothic-styled architecture of the area. The only marker that highlighted it was our target were the heavy security on the door and the bands that the patrons flashed.

All I could tell of the ring from this distance through my binoculars was that it was made of yellow gold and topped with a flat design, similar to that of a sovereign ring. The only way through those doors, and past those bouncers armed with silver, would be those rings. Meaning, we would have to, somehow, steal a pair from patrons leaving. And patrons only seemed to be entering, very few were leaving.

Entrance through the front was looking less and less possible, but what caught my eye had been at the side of the building and down a secluded, unassuming alleyway. I had spotted a couple of people, staff in their formal uniforms, exiting a plain door to smoke their cigarettes. They were most likely human, as few wolves smoked; the scent and taste were too overbearing for our heightened senses. So far, it was our most promising option.

“You better get dressed,” Badru plucked the binoculars from my hands, splitting me out of my concentration. “We can’t get in the place by staring.”

“Nice suit,” I poked his side to deliberately annoy him, since he had decided to sneak up on me. We were alone in our penthouse hotel living room for the time being. I would never have teased him for his ticklishness in front of anyone.

He flinched back, scowling, straightening the lapels of his jacket and fiddling with his tie pin. “Yeah, Catalina picked out well.”

“Careful. You don’t want her overhearing you singing her praise.”

After checking in and letting her father know we had made it to Toulouse, France in good time, she had left to scope out the front, acting as a tourist. After, she had paid a visit to some local clothing boutique so we’d fit in on our infiltration. For my brother, she selected a deep blue suit and some kind of fancy tie pin that neither of us had ever bothered with before.

“Shower is all free, mon amour,” the damned wolf male, Adrian, leisurely strolled in through the large gothic archway, fixing the gold cufflinks of his black suit.

I pierced him with a withering look that could set the high wood-carved panel walls surrounding us on fire, a growl rumbling away and rising up my throat. Of all the plans Catalina could come up with, it was this, saddling me with this hemar (ass). But the more I had seen of the parties arriving at the club across from us, the more her plan was proving to be the best play, much to my silent annoyance.

“What?” Adrian smirked, tilting his head to the side. “Don’t scowl at me like that. I’m just getting into the role of your loving mate.”

‘Keep it up and you’ll be head down in the Garonne river outside!’ I knew my eyes were flickering black with irritation.

“Down boys,” Catalina’s heels clicked on the marble inlay floor and her dark red velvet dress that left little to the imagination swished behind her. “Just you to get ready now, Astennu.”

She handed me a large square bag and began hooking in her earrings once her hands were free.

“Aren’t we supposed to be blending in?” Badru raised a brow at her. “How is anything you have on low-key?”

her sass, her hands fisted on her

the bridge of my nose, “can we

in the fight ring we’re breaking into,” Adrian snagged one of the grapes that came in the complimentary fruit basket of our large suite.

not helping, asshole!” I imagined popping the ahbil’s head off

existence,” Catalina closed her eyes and rubbed her temples, her red

the tall window in the direction of our target.

she heard and came back swinging, taking off the earrings she had only just put

me, with a pleading

glared in

I caught how my brother tried to hide his snicker, forgetting all

to punch

Aasim grumbled, focusing on our

wolf reached out to pinch my cheek, but I slapped his hand away before it could

and our little boy,’ my brother mind-linked

here she’d probably find

twitched. ‘She’d be passing

side in exasperation. “Aste, get the f**k

“Fine, I’m going.”

to leave, to enter the shared bathroom via

to dress up nice and pretty for

moved forward on its own accord, my

Catalina caught my shoulders and tried to spin me back to the bedroom door as I glared at

mix of modern and classic furnishings. Since checking in, I hadn’t taken in anything about the penthouse suite, too focused on our real goal across the way and watching for a

stepping into the modern blue-tiled shower with gold and blue marble. Of all the colours it could be, it was those that reminded me of Evie, of her eyes that changed colour with her mood and always kept me guessing and her hair that I could lose myself in. Ever since we had left the States, my bond with her had eased in its gnawing pain, the twist in my heart had dulled.

puckering where the silver of Finley’s knife had burned through and severed the nerves responsible for accelerated healing. Even a gentle pass over of a sponge opened up a small part of the wound, a

want one now,’ Aasim mused, a pang of worry lancing us both. ‘He can’t be left

doesn’t put himself in danger to get

second thought if it meant protecting others, especially Evie, our pup and me. Act first, think second was his usual credo. But in these last few days, he had been

months, hell, even the last two days, had left a lasting marked change. It was a change we needed. A change not only for our mate, but for

of the water I was drenched in, I dried myself from top to toe as best as possible and took out what Catalina

was regretting letting her