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.

You’re not living

so cute when

something!” I pleaded

save me, that she can’t live here? Welcome to the pack,” she called

Surely he would be on my

it, who am I

“Like this:

“We’ll be

do less damage,” I grumbled, hating everything this situation was descending into. “And if we’re

blood than take on my mate. Come on,

did he know, Heru was a wild horse out for

just doing this as a distraction so your mate can do as

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

Heru getting along.”

Janet’s continued imprisonment was one we had

been a raving b***h to my queen, and that wouldn’t stand 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

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

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 own possible

continent and home, but also to a new time. Their ages spanned over a century in age ranges and the last time any of them had touched freedom, nineteen years

mass of screaming children over

devil’s spawn to contend with. My

was a time to climb into your pit of despair, this is

don’t have time for the despair pit,’ I grumbled away to my wolf. ‘We’ve been strong-armed into a play date with

use this opportunity to get to know Diego and decide if he, like his mate, was going on my shitlist to avoid and where he would fit best

Heru like?” Diego inquired as we walked down the hall, following the smells

back door of the pack kitchen pantry. “I’m not really into horses, so I never paid attention. I’m pretty

the red fruits from the chiller and swiping a knife, twirling it around his fingers like it was an extension of

do you know about things

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

“No, not that. Horses.”

to those at some point. “From home. I grew up around the wild ones of our

the front door of the pack house to step into the cold air cut with a fragile warmth from the

my pack as we strolled to the stables. “Every year, my pack, Cuna De La 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 horses had to trust us enough to allow us to approach,

must have had in spades if he was blessed with a

his blanket-type rug. My twin had already seen to his needs first thing this morning, making

either. That animal knew when my brother

jealous.’ Baniti

not jealous of

was visible of his

in by the stallion’s majestic beauty.

fence, his boot resting on its edge. “A cremello Akhal-Teke. I’ve seen pictures of

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