Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 111

CHAPTER 108 – SPLIT UP?

Astennu

“Ok, we’ve waited long enough,” I shook off the lightheadedness twinging my temples and manoeuvred through the sparse crowd at the top of the fighting pit.

At the base of one of the two staircases, I felt something dribble down my lip, a tang of metallic taste playing on my lips. I wiped under my nose and it came back covered in blood.

‘I don’t feel great,’ Aasim slurred, slumping in my mind.

I caught myself on the polished wood bannister, sensing the control on my aura fluctuating and a strange pressure headache forming. This was the feeling I got when I was beginning to push my aura beyond its limits, which was weird because I knew I could hold it longer than this.

“You ok?” Adrian spoke lowly, catching me under my arm. “Come on, Aste. I don’t wanna have to carry you like a princess, but I will if I have to.”

I rumbled a groan. “Would you quit talking, already?”

“That I would, but you’d miss my dulcet tones,” he fished out the gold pocket square from his jacket and handed it to me. “Try and stem the flow as best you can and I’ll try and lead us out of here.”

“Aste!” Badru’s crackled voice came through in my ear.

f**k, of course he would sense it.

‘If you tell him the truth, he’ll try to come back for us and probably do something dumb and impulsive to do it,’ my wolf whimpered as another wave of pain lanced my forehead.

“I’m fine,” I lied. “Keep going.”

He wouldn’t buy it for a second. He only needed to buy it enough so that he didn’t come rushing back.

I managed to keep upright, somewhat normally, sniffing the blood away long enough to get through the main exit. As we passed the bouncers, Adrian slung my arm over his neck, adopting a fake smile for the audience.

“My lil’ butterbean here had a few too many of those complimentary champagnes,” he laughed over his shoulder. “Let’s get you home, sweetie, so you sleep it off.”

‘I swear, one more stupid pet name and I will bury you once we’re back on American soil,’ I pinched the bridge of my nose, catching the itch of fresh blood beginning to pour.

all you want, cupcake, it got us past

from the club, I released my aura, sighing in relief as the build-up of power flowed through my

before you explode all over me,” Adrian’s neck bared at an

goddess,” I growled, pressing the handkerchief to my nose just as it

all these

past him, a slight huff leaving me. No wonder I had lost control

the SUV parked outside the hotel and I took the fob from my pocket to

I’ll take those,” Adrian made a grab for the keys. “Get in the back and

body grew limp on the backseat, not realising how much I needed to take the weight off. I directed Adrian’s steering based on how my bond with Badru tugged as we turned down roads. The old-style cast iron street lamps whizzed by in a short burst before the colourful lights of the bridge came to a standstill. Adrian got out and I heard him speak, his voice echoing along the man-made structure, followed

knew you were lying!” Badru wrenched open the car door opposite me, fixing me with a

I just overstretched it,

you can offer it to the damsel in distress,” Catalina

over, you – I couldn’t leave him bleeding all over the place,” Adrian shoved her out of the driver’s seat and over the centre console. “I teased him a little too

near exploded,’ Aasim grumbled a small whine

thing,” Catalina snipped, her form almost shaking. “We got mates to

chance to shove her in the river,’ Badru shook his head, his mouth pulled in a tight line as he rifled through the trunk for

cut to the chase, needing a distraction from the retreating

back seat to a simple black long-sleeve shirt, black pants and boots, something that blended in effortlessly into the night, and looked anywhere bar the front as Catalina stripped down without a care. With his boots thrown over his shoulder, Badru jumped into the back seat

from beneath. I think they’re

access ramp came a series of three vans, dark in colour and slightly

that rogue and Konstantin,” Badru wiped a hand

together. It’s too much of a coincidence for it not to be fate. Those two men are going

to your mate?” I tried to look over the back of my brother’s head as

her nose and out through her mouth. “…Not

van that swayed and rocked violently and, just as suddenly, stopped. “I felt him! Whatever they gave him, he was fighting it.

a course southwards, directly towards the central Pyrenees; a mountainous

as the city of Toulouse faded from urban to residential and

to keep following like this,” Badru voiced the same concerns as they formed in my mind, glancing at the clock displayed on the dashboard. “It’s 2am, there’s no cars on the road other than us. If we keep following, they’ll know what we’re

strip,” I wasted no time ripping off the