Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 119

Chapter 116 – Home?

Badru

‘How you feeling?’ The wet nose of Evie’s wolf nuzzled into my cheek.

“Like I wanna throw up fire,” I slurred, the moonlit world around me still spinning with a faint chime to it.

No amount of wolfsbane training could have prepared me for the amount coursing through my bloodstream. I didn’t know how many darts I had been hit with, but the number definitely amounted to more than one. Baniti’s voice had all but vanished in my mind, our link separated and cut as the toxin bound itself to my nerve endings.

“Here, chica,” I had heard the echoing voice of Catalina speak from behind my eyelids that had slowly begun to close.

The fur beside me retreated and was replaced with subtle soft skin that I wanted draped across me forever. A tickling trail of light fingers weaved through my short beard and I couldn’t stop the overly dramatic purring growl rippling through my throat. I grasped her palm, running my tongue over the sweet-tasting pulse point of her wrist and did my best to prise my eyes open to meet her stormy blue irises.

A black shirt covered her bare figure, but seeing she was knelt bare in the snow wouldn’t do. Ignoring the bunching tension at my temples and the pounding of my head, I pushed a splayed hand out to prop myself up and pull her by the waist to my lap. The mother of my pup was not about to grow cold in the snow.

“Ru!” She hissed a whisper, pushing at my bare chest. “I’m fine. You’re the one who needs looking after. You took four vials of wolfsbane.”

“I’m not the one pregnant here that’s been locked away for two mont-… Wait,” I interrupted myself, trying to focus my vision on the clearing around us.

Our SUV was pulling into sight, driven by Adrian. Catalina looked as though she was stitching up the wounds on the dark-haired vampire which my foggy brain wanted to remember as Bastiaan. And the others were busy checking if the guards were actually dead or tending to their allies’ injuries. Even through my dissociated vision, I could tell apart the vampires from the wolves. Their eerily pale skin, coupled with the swirling muted colours on its surface, could belong to no other being. Of all the creatures I was expecting to find held here, vampires would have been at the bottom of that list along with wiccans.

The one person I needed to see was nowhere in sight. Scratch that, two people.

A feeble whimper from my wolf tweaked my mind, his form remaining a blur, but at least he was coming back to me.

‘Aste! Where ar-’

‘Don’t worry about me, akhwyaa alsaghir (my little brother),’ I could feel his overprotective relief washing through me. ‘Konstantin and I are coming back… Marceau is dealt with.’

Their two wolves emerged through the scrub line of the trees and my twin made a beeline for me and Evie, sniffing over where I had been hit. I had to do a double take of Konstantin’s wolf, unsure whether the lingering effects of the wolfsbane were messing with my eyesight or whether his wolf really did look more of a beast than Evie’s.

Astennu’s crouched human form shifted at my side, helping our mate stand first and then slinging my arm over his shoulder to haul me to my feet. I grabbed my pants at the waistband from where they had torn to stop them from falling down like a slap-stick gag; my partial shift just as I was hit with the darts had shredded through my boots and shirt and had almost claimed my pants.

‘Come on,’ he supported my weight on one side as Evie steadied me from the other.

‘But you’re hurt, too.’ I could smell the tang of blood on him and I would know his scent anywhere, intermingled or not.

So quit arguing and let’s get you to the car and figure out our next

where to begin. We needed our mate out of here, but the idea of sending her off alone made my skin shiver and growl bubble deep in my chest. After two months apart, she was never leaving my side again. We also had a clearing of at least twenty individuals, I couldn’t see straight yet for a true count, who had no home and missing family that we needed to find. And that was ignoring the dead

down had opened a whole can of worms none of us

do with

of pants up. “I

up his pants. “What are you doing? Get in the car and get

around the area where Marceau had shifted. Whatever it was she was after, she must’ve been successful given her adorable little jump and rush to rejoin us. Without a word, Konstantin threw a blanket around her now

the edge of the SUV backseat, huddled in the thin fleece about her shoulders. “It should help you or

twirled the syringe around, stepping back

used it once… on my dad,’ Evie’s eyes flickered to him, a glisten of moisture misting them over. ‘It

a stitch,” Catalina shooed the vampire away, looking between the syringe in

her mate was in bad shape. I was at least on

it most,” Diego was completely out of it,

deltoid muscle of his upper arm. Not a second after the pale yellow liquid was

of our mate, taking her hand. “You’re not gonna like this, but you need to go with Catalina, Adrian and your dad and get out of here. We need to stay

the deeper blue shades

Well, maybe not dismantling a secret trafficking ring up a French mountainside per se, but

just their families we need to find,” Catalina inclined her head to other rogues as she smoothed

no she-wolves here,” Bastiaan said as the other vampire males at his side shook their heads

raised a brow in challenge, making a few of the men shrink under her stare. “Female rogues? They do exist.

find. I managed to get a message through to home, so they’ll be preparing some assistance for us by the time you get there. And hopefully, if we move fast, we can stay ahead of anyone finding out what went down up here. Marceau and all the guards are dead, so they ain’t talking to their buddies. Only a handful of rogues managed

will come back,” I emphasised when

they were abandoned now that my brother and I had what we came for. Whether they were here by Isaac’s ‘graces’ or not, we couldn’t leave them here and wish them luck. And goddess knew what we would discover when we found their families or any female rogues that Catalina had drawn the point to the distinct lack of. None of it

vampire laid a hand on his upper back. “You should go with them. You’re

one with deep brown hair and dark purple eyes that I could just about distinguish. I couldn’t quite place

separated from my coven for too long. I’m not leaving

pack in the States,” I looked between the

we were leaving behind. I

four years; his pup, a son, had been a toddler the last time he saw him. Mariano thought he was enlisting to fight and win money for his family, unknowing that he and his brother were signing away their very freedom. While none of us spoke Portuguese, the language was similar

the group; silent and looking bereft of any understanding of what was being said. The exposed expression he wore mismatched the tall and robust build of his frame. The two vampire males that had lived in opposite cells to him claimed he hadn’t once spoken in his six-year confinement. The only time a flicker of comprehension twitched his ears was when Konstantin muttered a

from him, beginning with his name, Maxim. I had to rack my brain back to high school geography to place where his previous home of Belarus was on

against him to keep his compliance. Rather than being tricked into this life, he had been sold into it with his she-wolf mate. He had stood accused of a crime – what,