Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 115

Chapter 112 – Reunited? II of III

Astennu

My heart stopped at the flash of dark gold I could barely believe was true. Whatever was fired had lodged itself in the wall just above my shoulder and I couldn’t care less.

The prison, the people around us, all of it faded, leaving Evie’s shapely figure eclipsed in her glow.

It was like I was seeing her face for the first time, mesmerised by her perfection. Every minute detail and soft feminine feature I remembered, but it was as though I was recalling a fantasy that I hadn’t actually been blessed with.

The gun in her hands fell, clattering to the floor, her perfect shimmering eyes welling up and magnifying her colours.

“Aste… Ru?” Her beautiful face inclined to each of us.

‘Is she real?’ Aasim whispered. ‘Because if this is a dream, it’s a cruel one.’

“You almost shot me,” Badru raised a trembling hand to her jaw, releasing a held breath as he felt the sparks surge through his skin.

“You took two months to find me, so I still might,” she leant into his touch, clasping her hands over his.

“Is that why you didn’t wait for us to save you?” I croaked, my mouth breaking into the easiest smile I hadn’t felt for so long.

have all day,” one of her hands slid up the line of my

hand worked its way up my neck, brushing over my marking site in an oxygen-stealing shudder, and settled over my cheek, wiping them with the feather-soft touch of

vanilla taste, her scent, all of her was like the first time all over again; new and familiar all over again. Too soon, our kiss was broken and my tongue felt her loss as she yanked Badru’s jaw to hers. I buried my nose in her tresses, taking in every steadying and grounding

new. I had smelled it on her before and mistook it as

our baby was growing. My

mess, his presence slipping away to connect with his missing piece,

that popped

Evgeniya

were beyond real. Two sets of deep blue pools pulsated with every shade of midnight I remembered, more vibrant than ever. The edges of my vision sparkled and blurred, giving them the tint

heightened by either the time apart, my pregnancy or the sheer amount of hormones coursing through my blood.

into. My head spun in its direction

you show respect,” his identical eyes

naturally shrunk back under his raw authority. My mates remained rooted to the spot, almost

was unsure in my mind, interrupting her link with the twins’

out

clapped them both on the shoulder, pulling them in

securely around Diego’s waist and her head tucked under his chin, buried into the bow of his neck. His cheek rested against her crown, his eyes closed in bliss and stroking the spine of her back, lightly squeezing her ass. His lips were a deep red and his hair was mussed up, so I knew I had missed the heavy makeout session they had shared. Every time I had heard Diego open his mouth with a cascade of fiery insults pouring out, the one thought that crossed my mind was that I wouldn’t be surprised in the slightest if someone like Catalina was his mate, and