Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 3

Chapter 3 – A Secret Double Crush?

Evie

I left the side room and walked past all the other Omegas without a second glance, noticing Janet was nowhere in sight. With any luck, I wouldn’t run into her again for the rest of the day, or preferably a week, though that may be pushing my good fortune.

I grabbed the small duffle bag that I had brought with me and stashed it away and left for the training centre.

The cold outdoors was no longer suitable for my training sessions anymore, as we had been having some early snow flurries sporadically. Not that it affected the other warriors’ and trackers’ training; adverse weather only served to add to their challenge.

The brisk outside air whipping against my skin had me wishing I had grabbed a coat instead of thinking to myself, like a fool, it’s only a short walk, I’ll be fiiiine.

But the cold mountainous air was worth the views this pack was blessed with. Two Moons pack sat across the Cascade Range of Washington at the base of Mount Rainier, encompassing Crystal Mountain and the Puyallup River watershed all the way up to Puget Sound, an inlet to the Salish Sea of the Pacific Ocean, and bordered the Yakama Indian Reservation to our east. Crystal Mountain was where the pack’s own ski resort was situated. It was free for pack members, though outsiders had to pay if they wished to visit the luxurious retreat. I had been but never as a guest, just as a lodge attendant trying to earn some extra cash over the snowy season. It may have been free for me to stay, but the skiing equipment wasn’t and, unfortunately, it was expensive.

The Puyallup River watershed in the lowlands of the pack was a beautiful system of rivers, streams and lakes that flowed all the way to the Pacific inlet in the west. It was this very feature from where our pack derived its name. Two small lakes, one that flowed into the other with a short drop between them, situated not far from the main pack house. At night, the lakes’ surfaces reflected the sky above, showing two moons. Before that, when the pack was still situated in Europe, along what was the modern-day Wadden Sea, it was named Howling Woods pack, or whatever the medieval sassisch language equivalent was.

The namesake of the pack was also the namesake of the Alpha heirs. Although their names were Egyptian in origin, they both represented the moon in some form, again, two moons. And there I was, right back with those damned men on my mind… what was wrong with me?

Walking down the corridor of the training centre, I could hear the echoes of some of the classes taking place. I made my way to one of the smaller studio rooms, designed for more one-on-one sparring matches. My trainer was already present, stretching out her limbs, no doubt having heard or smelt my approach. Her pitch-black hair was already tied up ready to get stuck in.

Tamlyn Nishimura. The current Gamma to Alpha Isaac. She was far younger than the Alpha and Beta, unusually, because that meant she hadn’t grown up around either of them. At 28, she was far closer in age to the twins and had not simply been handed the title as a birthright; neither of her parents had been a previous leader of the Two Moons pack. The head tracker to our pack had mated to the Gamma’s daughter of our ally at Opal Sun and moved here as a result.

When the previous Gamma found his mate in a rogue she-wolf, he was given the shittiest ultimatum possible: leave the pack with her, or reject the bond and stay without her. It was why there were no former rogues, other than myself, in this pack. They were never permitted to stay. I was only surprised I hadn’t been kicked out when I failed to shift and had no real use to the pack. Maybe the Alpha just felt sorry for me for not having a wolf.

The Gamma chose to leave, and honestly? I respected the hell out of him for that. That was the sort of love I wanted, someone who would give everything, as I would, without a second thought.

Tamlyn had proven, beyond doubt, that she was the wolf for the position. She had also been one of my personal trainers, diverting her attention away from her duties in training the trackers for me. Yet another reason why it had stung so much to have never shifted. Despite that, she carried on training me, albeit far less often, because of her limited time.

“You could have turned the lights on.” I called out, flicking the switch to illuminate the place further.

“Why? It’s not as though I need them.” she stood, looking roughly in my direction, her dark brown almond-shaped eyes unfocused.

“Yeah, but I do,” I complained, beginning to strip off my clothes to get changed.

at ease around others with shifting continuously. I may have been fine with sleeping naked, in warmer months at least,

crinkled up her freckled nose. She probably smelt me before I entered the

“Sorry, it’s just been a shitty

took a dairy

me today, like the whole bowl of yoghurt.

cackle of laughter,

Everyone else already

feel like a bitch.”

I should laugh about

on the melodrama and let’s train.” she took my bicep so I could lead us to the centre of the room on

stretches, exercises and sparring, the two of us were pretty much spent

this morning?… You actually… gave me a workout… this round,”

I’m a pushover normally?” I was tempted to yank her hand to faceplant her back on

pushover?” She snorted, taking my upper bicep as I led us over to the bench by the wall. “What I mean is, you really felt stronger. I struggled to sense your attacks

at ‘4’, and your bag is at ‘8’.” I

a congenital condition that was rare among werewolves. Not once did she ever consider it a limitation. Her sense of smell and her hearing were second to none, the very skills needed in an excellent Gamma. In spite of her obvious talents, she still had to go the extra mile to prove herself to the other trackers, purely because of her

were nothing new in the pack. Our Beta was one of the few

headache or…” but

my hopes up any more than I already

knew the signs of when the shift was approaching; a pressure headache, itchy

I was trying my damnedest not to spew my sarcastic

early, at 14, to heal your leg and keep you from hypothermia. Ok, it was only temporary. But who knows what that did to your wolf long-term?

and maybe it killed her off permanently!” I almost growled again, and harshly this

the second time today

a touchy subject, I know…” she nudged my shoulder. “But I’ll be honest. There’s a marked difference in your performance today and it goes beyond a simple ‘just getting better. I mean, you’re a

from tense silence. “The Tweedle twins?” I added the petty insult so I

a brutal

keep the proud smirk from my

any smugger about it?” She

“I embrace it.”

the acting Gamma, she wasn’t exactly best buds with her future Alphas and

asses in order now.” she stated in a rare