Chapter 120 – Accepting My Twin Mates – II of III

Evgeniya

Eleven hours, eight bathroom breaks, four driver switch-overs, five meals – two of which were entirely mine – and a gallon of raspberry iced tea that I had begun craving later, we were home, driving down the dark tree-lined road I recognised that led to the Two Moons pack house. The clouds blanketing the sky glowed with the moon hidden beneath and the light they allowed to pass softly lit the white wood of the exterior.

Never did I think there would be a day where I would be happy to see it and be thankful to call it home, not after the countless times I had imagined abandoning it.

At past 1 am, we weren’t arriving back in secret, but the pack had been asked to afford us this one moment of privacy to reunite with those closest to us. Did I want to cry all over others in front of an audience? No. Or would my father want to embrace his mate for the first time in two months with a crowd around him? Absolutely not, he would hate it. And when Qamar saw me… would I receive a warm welcome or a cold shoulder? The last audience I had around her had not ended favourably.

In this one case, the pack could come second.

Badru pulled up to his and Astennu’s personal garage of the Alpha wing. The four solitary figures illuminated by the elegant yellow lighting were distinct from each other, especially one for her tiny stature, bouncing on her tiptoes.

Luna Qamar was quick to throw her arms around her sons as soon as the car doors were opened.

“Ahibbaa (darlings),” she sobbed in their chests. “You came home… and you had better not be injured!”

I saw out of the corner of my eye how she tried to spin them both around to check them over, but my body was pummelled into by the three remaining figures before I could see or hear anything else.

Tamlyn nearly took my ear off with her guide cane when she flung her arms around my neck, forgetting to drop it first, and Suzanna crushed Lucy in between us, her little voice squeaking for oxygen.

“You guys missed me?” I blubbered through yet another batch of fresh tears.

“We barely knew you were gone,” Tamlyn wiped her nose on her sleeve, laughing.

“I was expecting you to be bigger, like out here,” Lucy mimed a huge swollen stomach.

“I’m two months into it, Luce. That’s not how pregnancy works.”

A final door slammed, weighing a heated silence with it. My father’s heavy footsteps moved slowly around the tail of the jeep, stopping at a short distance and pinning Lucy with the rawest intensity I had ever seen from him.

‘Stop wasting your time on me and go to him,’ I shoved her forward, her frozen feet stumbling a little.

She almost looked shy, as though it was their first meeting all over again, when my father had handed over her wrap and she had stared up at him completely bewildered.

“Hi,” she smiled tearily.

“Pylkaya piksi (fiery pixie).”

of endearment, she choked a sob and slowly approached, as if scared to draw too close. “Are you

it over his heart.

restraint within her broke as she yanked him down to her level by his collar and I looked

warm hand took mine. “I never doubted

Qamar,” I tried to dip my head in respect to her, but she wouldn’t have it, raising her brow and I remembered our

mine, a gesture only shared between those considered family. “Let’s get you out of this cold air.

Suzanna wrapped me up in a brief and

want tomorrow,” Tamlyn took the crook

about my father? Would he even want to stay near

indecision, Lucy gripped onto my father’s hand with both of hers, threading their fingers together. ‘I’ll take care of him and we’ll stay in

to curl up into a ball to squish into her double bed. I didn’t

on our separate ways, Tamlyn and Suzanna back to their home, my father and Lucy to her room, so I knew my old room was off the list of

that man had lived was not my first choice, but it was saturated in my mates’ scents and I knew from personal experience they had huge beds and equally so showers. And a

furiously and a faint sweat clung to their brows, glistening their perfect golden skin brighter than any precious metal. They were doing it again, remaining silent through the s****l tension simmering instead of saying something, the silence setting the simmer to a

for a thing for the little man. It’s all folded neatly, but I didn’t buy furniture because that’s something for you to choose when you decorate the nursery,” the distant

the moon had she been saying? I hadn’t focused on a word

care, move it already,’ Evva fidgeted, her breathing heavy. ‘Our muffin needs toasting by wingus and dingus. And buttering. Maybe flipping, or perhaps some added bacon too… dammit, now

her mood. ‘How did you

is making me horngry! I’m struggling to decide whether I want

tomorrow, but we need to get her to bed,” Astennu spoke with a poorly hidden urgency,

faded rapidly as I was hauled up the stairs with Badru’s hand on my behind the

was the most subtle exit either of you have ever made,’ my foot caught the top step of the stairs, but a strong and thickly roped muscular arm caught me from behind, pressing

our mother,’ Badru’s nose ghosted high over my neck, almost making me fold. ‘I think that would

that of sweet tree sap and the smokey-blue walls, I had a good guess it was Badru’s room. The door closed slowly behind Astennu’s towering frame and a moment of silence hung between the three of us, one ladened with electricity that stood the hair on my arms on end and pebbled my n*****s through my borrowed oversized sweater. The excess woollen fabric did nothing to hide them,

trailed each of their figures, staring lovingly at their beautiful

‘Them or their d***s?’

‘Totally both.’

that my body moved with its own mind and had flung itself around Astennu’s waist, our lips sealed with a heat that melted the pool in my panties. A feverish tongue chased my pulse and an eager set of hands played with the smooth surface of my stomach. Badru cupped the swell of

a devilish smirk. But I knew who the impatient one was and he had waited long enough for my teeth to pierce

Badru

lost in her scent, drunk on her pheromones, I didn’t even notice her hastily unzipping the hoodie Catalina had thrown at my head on the jet. Evie’s fingers curled into my hair, yanking my head roughly to

this now?” I

her?!’ Baniti roared. ‘I oughta slap

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