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

head back around the doorframe. “Oh you’re so cute when you go

something!” I pleaded with

think I’d tell my friend, who risked her life to save me, that she can’t live here? Welcome to the pack,”

turned to my brother. Surely he would be on

Evie wants it, who am I to say

“Like this: No, it isn’t

friend).” Diego slapped an arm over my shoulder. “We’ll be amigos and I’ll even help you with the

rather eat lead spikes; they’d do less damage,” I grumbled, hating everything this situation was descending into. “And if we’re ‘amigos’, you can start by informing your mate she ain’t

out for blood than take on

was a wild

this as a distraction so your

go anywhere. Come on, tío.” Diego motioned for me to

of the miracle of you and Heru getting along.” Astennu jerked his

Janet’s continued imprisonment was one we had

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 permanently. If only our father

year-old-plus vampires what a WiFi router is and taking a horde of pups to a toy store,” Evie suggested, as though either of those were a disagreeable

adored kids, despite 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

new continent and home, but also to a new time. Their ages spanned over a century in age ranges

vampires and a mass of screaming children over dealing with the golden beast

spawn

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

time for the despair pit,’ I grumbled away to my wolf. ‘We’ve been strong-armed into a play date

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

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

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

the red fruits from the chiller and swiping a knife, twirling it around his fingers

you know about things

flicked the knife from handle to blade. “Comes naturally

“No, not that. Horses.”

his knife skills, but we would circle back to those at some point. “From home. I grew up around the

pack house to step into the cold air cut with a fragile warmth from the sun.

assure you, I’ve dealt with whole curro de garañóns, uh, corrals of stallions.” Diego corrected himself, taking in the landscape of 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

have had in spades if he was blessed with

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

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 they laid eyes on

almost sound jealous.’

jealous of

of his coat gleamed

Astennu had found him, I was taken in by the stallion’s majestic beauty. And therein lay the trap with him. Angelic on the outside. The temper

the slats of the paddock fence, his boot resting on its edge. “A cremello Akhal-Teke. I’ve seen pictures of them. Never thought I’d get

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