Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 12

Chapter 12 – How Can This Be Fixed?

Astennu

I couldn’t help the little grin as I stared at the door where Evie had left.

‘She’s adorable when she’s embarrassed,’ my wolf chuckled to himself.

But the levity didn’t last. In true ‘Badru fashion’, my twin threw himself on the floor of his room, dramatically.

“I actually think I lost my ass,” he groaned, his voice becoming muffled by the carpet.

“Holy f**k. What’re we gonna do?!” He raised his head. “She’s gonna reject us and it’ll be all my fault!”

“If she does… it’ll be because of both of us…” I sighed, sagging down to the edge of his bed next to where he still lay on the floor. “…I hurt her just as much as you did.”

My mind, on instinct, wandered back to the fateful incident and to the horror and panic I felt as a teenage boy.

“What you did was an accident. You can actually blame it on being a dumb kid. When the hell does a 16 year old make a smart decision anyway?!” My brother exclaimed, in his typical melodramatic way.

“No, what I did… I was a grown-ass man and I said it to hurt her..” his breathing was becoming rapid and I felt a vice gripping my heart, streaming from my twin. He was having a panic attack and was transferring it to me, unconsciously, through our twin bond.

“Hey, hey,” I slipped off the bed quickly and brought his face up to meet mine. “Just breathe.”

I placed my hand on his chest and breathed with him to help calm him down. I had my fair share of these as a teenager after the incident, seeing Evie’s face over and over again. I hadn’t had them in years, almost a decade, but this was the first time I had seen my twin this panicked. He never panicked. He reacted and never considered the consequences of after. This had as many downsides as it did ups.

“She’s giving us this chance, which is more than I thought she ever would…” I tried to soothe him. “Evie could have rejected the bond straight away, but she didn’t. So no more avoiding and we be honest with her… and ourselves… just as she wants. Then, we pray.”

“So… how’re your balls?” I smirked, trying to distract him, which was usually never difficult.

“I’m pretty sure she popped one of them,” he offered me a strained smile. “How’s your face?”

“Stings,” I answered honestly, wincing a little when I scrunched up my nose.

“At least I’m still the pretty one,” he half-grinned.

I rolled my eyes. Well, that didn’t take much.

Badru

Evie could kick like a hammer. I may have some testicular torsion from how hard she nailed me in them. But while I was shitting myself at what she would decide, neither I nor my wolf could stop thinking of one thing.

She said she didn’t hate us!

‘We’re at least two steps ahead of where I thought we’d be,’ Baniti wagged his tail.

‘I’m curious what you thought the first would be?’

‘I dunno… grovel in front of the pack, maybe?’ And knowing my wolf, he would, too. ‘At least we have something to tease her about if she starts getting a little too uppity.’

I randomly burst out in a small fit of laughter, cutting through the silence and startling my brother.

“She was a total badass, right up until she marched into my closet!” How red her face had become was the sweetest thing I could ever see.

against the bed, “maybe don’t bring

to look at him. Most werewolves shifted mere minutes

thought it best not to ask

this strong now, what would they be like after she shifted? Her scent still lingered on my skin like a

same way to our pheromones, except when she clung to my naked figure climbing up the trellis. I could’ve sworn I smelt the hot spiced vanilla of

you think she knows… about

her previous one was, and also because of how guilty I felt. I knew had I offered it directly, she would have thrown it in my face. And after what I’d seen today, she probably would have literally thrown it in my face. It was Astennu’s idea to coat it in our scents, but they would have probably faded by now and would be non-existent. That being said, at the time, it was comforting to know that our combined scents were surrounding

think mom’s given up on

wanted to think

despair,” I raised my hand and flashed him a thumbs

a stormy blue… just like her eyes. Astennu’s room was no better; a

we ever going to do

Evie

I felt physically sick with dread and nerves. What I needed was to scream into a pillow or sob till I became dehydrated, or simply empty a whole can of whipped cream into my

breath, I mind-linked the one

‘Lucy?’

you been?’ She cried out. ‘You’ve been gone over an hour! Did you

lost leaving,’ Evva howled in

the energy

am I going to be in if I disappear for a few more

worry. Janet is busy flitting around, I doubt she’d notice if her ass was on fire. And the piano

was a relief. One less thing

guys look dapper as hell, and the dresses she brought for the she-wolves are stunning. I grabbed you one but I think I got the wrong size,” she apologised, but she had done more for me than I could thank her for. ‘Is everything ok? None of this

I’ll tell you in person.’ I could already feel my eyes stinging yet

‘Ok, I’ll try.’

was I going to do about

made the past

~~~~

9 years ago

just the children’s home for the few orphaned pups in the pack. The boy who walked beside me was a freshman like myself and we had been partnered for

pack house, known as a pack den back then. Over the years and as the well dried, it became nothing more than a wishing well. The boy had asked if I wanted to make a wish and I had declined. He threw his penny in anyway and I asked what he wished for out of

say, it won’t come true,” he smirked, biting his lower lip

lips and pushed him away, but his

on. It’s just

that for my mate though,” I tried to get out of

you’re a rogue. Rogues don’t care about that sort of thing,” and he almost laughed,

to lean in again, but I pushed back

“I said no!”

There was a scuffle… shouting… and I tried to pull them apart, but Astennu’s elbow connected with

warm, comfort in the back of my mind, like I

few years. When my eyes opened and reality started to form a solid picture instead of a wavy image, I realised I was in a hospital bed, in a dark and private room and it appeared to be nighttime. I was hooked up to a machine, a steady beeping sound coming from it that had become elevated as I woke, and there was a clip on my finger and an I.V

offered me a kind smile. “Think you can sit

up, helping me readjust myself comfortably. His gentle ebony

you can call me Kyan if you want,” he said as

asleep,” I croaked,

took my glass once I was finished. “You were brought in at 7:30pm and it’s a little after 10pm. The incident happened

Incident?

aware of my surroundings, I noticed my leg felt strange; constricted, aching and heavy. Dr Sanders must have seen my expression because he lifted my blanket back to reveal

real lucky. I’ve never seen a wolf spirit come forward so early in