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.

sat propped up against the bed, “maybe don’t bring it up

at him. Most werewolves shifted mere minutes after hearing their wolf, some

think so, but I thought

would they be like after she shifted? Her scent still lingered on

except when she clung to my naked figure climbing up the trellis. I could’ve sworn I smelt the hot spiced vanilla of her

you think she knows… about

had overheard her talking to that tiny friend of hers about how uncomfortable 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

stood. “I’m getting changed and going to see Heru. I think mom’s given up on tea and I’m a little scared to

wanted to think of their parents

hand and flashed

stormy blue… just like

were we ever going to

Evie

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

the one person I could trust with

‘Lucy?’

been?’ She cried out. ‘You’ve been gone over

like got lost leaving,’ Evva howled in

did not have the energy to deal

am I going to

her ass was on

a relief. One less thing to fret

and the dresses she brought for the she-wolves are stunning. I grabbed you one but I think I

my room, I’ll tell you in person.’ I could already feel my eyes stinging yet again and I didn’t want to have some random breakdown in the middle of

‘Ok, I’ll try.’

going to do about the twins? Goddess, no wonder they ricocheted around my mind constantly, no matter how hard I tried to

the past

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9 years ago

and we had been partnered for a project, something in English Lit. I couldn’t remember the assignment and I couldn’t even remember his name; I think

only just being established and served as the closest point of fresh water for the 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

come true,” he smirked, biting his lower lip and stepping

kiss me. I narrowly avoided his lips and pushed him away, but

It’s just a kiss,”

my mate though,” I tried to

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

to lean in again, but I pushed back

“I said no!”

appearing, and somehow knew it was Astennu. I didn’t know why he was there or why he was so angry. There was a scuffle… shouting… and I tried to pull them apart, but Astennu’s elbow connected with my chest, making me stumble backwards… and all I felt was a weightlessness… then darkness, cold…

was also some strange, warm, comfort in the back of my mind, like I

and it appeared to be nighttime. I was hooked up to a machine, a steady beeping

offered me a kind smile. “Think

to lift the back up, helping me readjust myself comfortably. His gentle ebony hand clasped the

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

was I asleep,” I croaked, feeling my throat tight and

glass once I was finished. “You were brought in at 7:30pm and it’s a little after

Incident?

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

never seen a wolf spirit come forward so