Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Chapter 124

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).”

a sob and slowly approached, as if

took her hand, placing it over

it, any restraint within her broke as she yanked him down to her level by his collar and

“I never doubted once my sons would bring you

head in respect to her, but she wouldn’t have it, raising her brow and I remembered our last

forehead on mine, a gesture only shared between those considered

wrapped me up

want tomorrow,”

my father? Would he even want to stay near the pack house after what happened, let alone within

together. ‘I’ll take care

up into a ball to squish into her double bed. I

all on our separate ways, Tamlyn and Suzanna back to their home, my father and Lucy to her room, so I knew my

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 shower with my mates to wash off every last bit of travel and bad memory had my abdomen doing somersaults, craving more than what any food could slake. My

Badru. Their jaws ticked furiously and a faint sweat clung to their brows, glistening their perfect golden skin brighter than any precious metal. They were doing

furniture because that’s something for you to choose when you decorate the nursery,” the distant voice of Qamar

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

wingus and dingus. And buttering. Maybe flipping,

mood. ‘How did you go from

to decide whether I want to eat these two snacks or

can show Evie all the baby things in the light of day and talk about pups all of tomorrow, but we need to get her to bed,” Astennu spoke with a poorly hidden urgency, kissing his mother on the cheek

up the stairs with Badru’s hand on my behind the

you have ever made,’ my foot caught the top step of the stairs, but

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

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

staring lovingly at their beautiful

‘Them or their d***s?’

‘Totally both.’

was 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 my breast through the sheer lace of my bralette, circling my hardened n****e with a light touch. Such a feather-like stroke, yet my back arched, pressing more of my chest into

tip traced the point, pulling away with a devilish smirk. But I knew who the impatient one was and he had waited long enough for my teeth to pierce his

Badru

in her scent, drunk on her pheromones, I didn’t even notice her hastily unzipping the hoodie Catalina had thrown at my

now?” I blurted out, pulling

roared. ‘I oughta slap the stupid outta

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