Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 109

Chapter 106 – Mates?

Badru

We casually followed the small group of men, keeping a fair distance to avoid detection. They headed towards the far back, to a large black marble archway that looked as though it were a solid wall. It was only as we drew nearer that I could see the aperture on either side; it wasn’t a wall, it was a rounded surface that divided two lavishly carved black marble staircases, embellished with gold.

Taking the opposing staircase, I turned to Catalina, wondering why she had paused at the top.

‘Why do you look so tense?’

‘I don’t know. I feel… nervous, ok?’ She shook away my outstretched hand to her to help steady her figure. ‘I don’t know how any of this is gonna go, we have no backup if anything goes wrong, and, goddess, it’s warm in here.’

‘Really?’ I hadn’t felt any temperature rise. If anything, it was far cooler on the stairway than it was in the club.

‘Shut up,’ she huffed, marching past me and fanning herself vigorously, her heels rapidly clicking on the marble as she sped away.

The further we descended, the more the clamour grew, nothing like the sophisticated sounds of the club above. These were guttural bellows of cheers, taunts, swearing in several languages and the sounds I would recognise anywhere; growls and roars.

The staircase ended in a huge underground basement, far less grand than upstairs, but it didn’t lack for its own opulence. The walls were clad in the same black marble as the stairs, threaded with dark green veins and gold leaf decorating the inlays. The crowd down here were far less civilised, but just as large, raucously massing around a huge silver mesh dome in the middle.

The centre was akin to an ancient amphitheatre, a circular sunken pit in the middle with tiered steps ascending to our level. Dotted around were men taking bets, exchanging money in huge sums with the onlookers.

I tried to mind-link Astennu and Adrian that we had the right place, but it felt strained, Adrian’s more so for not being a pack member of mine. Perhaps the silver dome was interfering or there was silver in the ceiling above?

With the cover of the crowd more focused on the fight that was raging, I pressed my earpiece, hoping it would be received from down here.

“Aste?” I wasn’t sure my voice carried enough over the blaring hollers around me.

so prayed that was his way of

head in the direction me and Cata were in and find the black marble

didn’t receive the message, Catalina could go track them

pulled her tightly to my back and pushed my way through

might not have gotten along with her, I didn’t want any of the men present to try and take advantage of her. Not that she wouldn’t be able to slap a man down and handle herself should

the grains and splashed in slices along the concrete wall. A giant dark blond wolf stood on its hind legs,

Konstantin.

another lycan surviving. The wide and deep scar ran down the left side of his face and neck, present as it was in his human form. The same interlocking tattoo lines that I had seen mark his skin, marked

around him, wolves that had shifted back to their bare human

a fourth in its wolf form surged forward, only to be swept headlong into the wall with a mighty crunch, splitting the concrete. The very air vibrated with the roaring cheers of the crowd at

fifth wolf circled from behind, using the previous attack and Konstantin’s exhaustion to its advantage. I tried to shout to him that we were here, to warn him, but my voice was lost in the raging sea of noise and I

his arms, hoping to land a s***h of

and save him!’ Baniti clawed frantically in my mind, wanting to shift and protect our father-in-law. ‘I

twin’s death warrant, and that of Adrian and Catalina. If we interfere, Evie and our pup are as

be killed, but

over a speaker from the middle, shouting rapidly in French in what I assumed was a declaration naming Konstantin the winner. He shifted back to his human form, dropping to a knee, utterly spent and covered in blood, slashes and lacerations. I didn’t think he could hold his head up if he tried. If he would

my papi Ruso (Russian daddy),’ Catalina studied him. ‘He’s bigger than

… And how would you know?!’ I glared at her indignantly, my face

and Aste train all the time when you were at Opal Sun. Now

away through an opened tunnel. As the arena was cleared of the unconscious and naked men, the people around us were busy either grumbling about a lost bet or congratulating each other on their winnings. It was enough to make me want to

announcer’s voice boomed again, but I couldn’t