Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Chapter 131

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 131

Epilogue III

Badru

‘Someone had better jump out and shout punk’d or something because this s**t isn’t funny,’ Baniti fumed.

Astennu and I were back all of three days and the devil spawn had stepped out of her portal of hell to curse me with her presence. Of all the she-wolves my Evie could form a tight friendship with, she chose Catalina.

Said she-wolf palmed her hands on her hips, narrowing her eyes. “You can glare holes in my forehead all you want, cabrón. I’m not going anywhere.”

“Badru!” Evie attempted to pull away from my chest, but I tightened my arm around her waist and wouldn’t budge. “I invited her to come here. I need help.”

“Then I’ll help you.”

My mate gave me a pointed look that told me whatever dispute I was about to form, I would lose. Not that it would stop my mouth from running and starting one.

And what assistance did Evie need from Catalina anyway?

In our absence, my mate had stepped above and beyond, proving past any doubt that she was every bit the Luna she was born to be. She had organised housing for every new pack member we had gained, all seventy-one of them, focusing on the parents with pups to receive the first spare individual housing; particularly the two women who had lost their mates and were now to raise their children alone.

Evie had even thought to contact Elan, our Delta, to ask if his wiccan Family would accept any of the groups, should they feel uncomfortable living in a pack. Both the wiccans and the Yakama Nation Tribal Council said they would gladly welcome them. So far, the offer hadn’t been needed, but it was reassuring to know that if one or more of the rogue families decided pack life wasn’t for them, they had a safe alternative to go to.

Catalina snapped her fingers rapidly in front of my face. “Evie needs help from someone who knows what they’re doing with helping she-wolves, specifically, so they feel adjusted.”

“But why you, ‘specifically’?” I recognised that I was beginning to whine.

‘Like a b***h, I might add.’ Baniti rolled his eyes so hard that his body threatened to roll with him.

“Shouldn’t you be spending time with your mate” – I waved a hand between her and Diego, the rogue male I remembered her saving, the two clearly displaying their mate marks on their necks – “at home?”

“I don’t know, this is a lot more entertaining than annoying her papi.” A crooked smirk teased his upper lip. “And I was promised horses if I came to live—”

Catalina struck him square across the chest with the back of her hand, her dagger stare shifting to her mate instead of me.

“What do you mean ‘live’?” My eyes narrowed in red-alert suspicion. “Live where exactly?”

“Yeah, I said it was fine for a short visit.” My brother finally decided to speak up.

‘You knew she was coming to begin with?!’

‘Yes?’ He let out an audible sigh. ‘I didn’t say anything because I knew you’d be dramatic about it.’

‘You f*****g traitor! Our next sparring session, you’re getting no mercy.’

I had half a mind to tackle him here and now. To hell with decorum in front of visitors.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I did a double take when Catalina decided to whirl herself out of mine and my twin’s office.

“To choose the room Diego and I will be moving into?” She arched a brow, only pausing in her step to pin me with a look of challenge.

not living

doorframe. “Oh you’re so cute

I pleaded with

tell my friend, who risked her life to save me, that she can’t live here? Welcome to

to my brother. Surely he would

wants it, who

I said flatly. “Like this: No,

my shoulder. “We’ll be amigos and I’ll even help you with the stallion I’ve

lead spikes; they’d do less damage,” I grumbled, hating everything this situation was descending into. “And if we’re ‘amigos’, you can start

out for blood than take on my mate. Come on, let’s go deal

did he know, Heru was a wild horse out

so your mate

go anywhere. Come on, tío.” Diego motioned for me to go with him. Did I really trust the mate of my

the way of the miracle of you and Heru getting along.” Astennu jerked his chin in Diego’s direction. ‘I can take care of Janet’s transfer on

imprisonment was one we had all agreed on: transfer her

with me. Janet didn’t deserve to rot in a cell, indefinitely. Nevertheless, she could never be trusted with free rein of the pack again. So the best decision we had concocted was to contact the Alpha of her daughter’s pack and, with his consent, ship her off there, out of our hair

of 100 year-old-plus vampires what a WiFi router is and taking a horde of pups to

being scared witless that I was about to become a father with no handle on my personal s**t. Letting a bunch of little pups loose on a temporary distraction to help them acclimatise to their new home would only serve as good practice for my

but also to a new time. Their ages spanned over a

of screaming children over dealing

now had the devil’s spawn to contend with. My life

your pit of despair, this is it.’ Baniti commiserated

the despair pit,’ I grumbled away to my wolf. ‘We’ve been

practically snatching every excuse I had to refuse. At the very least, I could use this opportunity to get to know Diego and decide if he, like his mate, was going on my shitlist to

treats does Heru like?” Diego inquired as we walked down the hall,

kitchen pantry. “I’m not really into horses, so I never paid attention. I’m pretty sure he’d sell

swiping a knife, twirling it around his fingers like

know about

flicked the knife from handle to blade. “Comes naturally when you have to learn to fight

“No, not that. Horses.”

skills, but we would circle back to those at

step into the cold air cut with a fragile

Luna, would herd the wild horses to check their health and release them after. To be an aloitador, a handler, was a rite of passage for newly shifted wolves, going from pup to wolf. The

have had in spades if he was blessed with a she-wolf such as

out in his paddock, Heru stood, leisurely grazing in his blanket-type rug. My twin had already seen

couple of horses, but none had bonded with him like the stallion. And the bond wasn’t one-sided, either. That animal knew when my brother was approaching without even needing to see him. There was a spark, an instant connection between those two from the moment

sound jealous.’ Baniti

not jealous

swished and what was visible of his coat gleamed with

him, I was taken in by the stallion’s majestic beauty. And therein lay the trap with

muttered to himself as he leaned on the slats of the paddock fence, his boot resting on its edge. “A cremello Akhal-Teke. I’ve seen pictures

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