Accepting My Twin Mates

Chapter 19

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 19

Chapter 19 – Knock?

Astennu

I let out a tired yawn while lying on my back in my bed. I knew the party my mother had planned was going to be a difficult affair, but I hadn’t prepared for it to be as eventful. All this time, Finley had been blessed with his mate and he had thrown it all away so easily. I was sceptical of his future as our Beta before, but now it was sealed. How could I have a wolf stand with us and lead the pack as a role model when he had done something so heinous? Beta Kate wouldn’t be happy about any of it; both her son losing his position and him acting so shamefully. My dad would be none too happy either. This was not the reputation he wanted our allies to associate with Two Moons. Though I admired my father as an Alpha, he preoccupied himself with ‘reputation’ too much at times; something I wish I had stood up to a long time ago…

Having to gaze at Evie all night from afar, had been the worst torture of the evening. All I wanted was to have her at my side and introduce her as my mate to the world, no matter what my parents may have said on the matter.

Goddess, the vision of her in that dress…

All night I had felt increasingly uncomfortable and my clothes too tight.

‘Not as tight as her dress. Those cherries of hers looked magnificent,’ Aasim sighed, sprawled out in my mind as his thoughts drifted to our ammar (moon).

‘Don’t get carried away. I doubt we’ll be sampling her fruit for a long time.’

‘Please don’t f**k this up. I can’t stress how much I don’t want to die a virgin,’ he whimpered.

I wished I could comfort him and say I had the situation under control, but the truth was, there was none. No one made me this unsure of myself. I always thought I could plan anything, but Evie? I was completely thrown from behind the wheel with her. I prided myself on my own personal control and she destroyed any control of myself I thought I had. And my brother’s turmoil wasn’t helping. All evening his anxiety had been simmering to the point I wasn’t sure what was mine and what was his.

‘Aste, you up?’ My brother’s voice filled my mind.

‘You know I am.’ We could sense when each was awake or passed out, among other things. There were both enormous gains and drawbacks to our twin bond.

I dragged myself out of bed and grabbed a pair of shorts to throw on, just as my door opened. Like most grown werewolves, I preferred to sleep naked. Our body temperature ran at 41°C, so sleeping in layers at night could be a little much.

Badru flopped onto my bed, his head by the footboard. I stepped into my shorts and climbed on top of my sheets at the head of the bed, next to him. While we had separate rooms and beds, it was common for identical multiples to sometimes sleep in the same room or bed, even into adulthood. It was a form of comfort, like in our wild wolf relatives, especially when we and our wolf spirits were tense. The upsides to our twin bond were we always knew how the other felt, there could be no lies between us. And if anyone wanted to challenge our title, they needed to challenge the two of us. One of the downsides was that physical separation over long distances was straining, painful even. Before we shifted, the few times my brother or I had accompanied our father without the other had affected our moods and concentration.

“Can you stop? I feel like you’re about to vibrate off the bed with panic,” I raised myself up on my elbows.

“You heard her,” he muttered. “She almost took a chosen mate.”

I sighed, hearing that sentence, again, filled me with unnatural rage in wanting to hunt down that prick, Adrian. What the hell had she seen in him anyway?!

“…But she didn’t,” I eventually replied, after trying to ignore my wolf’s mix of snarls and whimpers. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“She almost took someone else… because of me… because of my stupid mouth,” he continued, completely ignoring me. “If she rejects us because of me, I don’t know what I’ll do… I can’t live with that sort of guilt…”

“Ru, stop,” I cut off his dramatic self-pity. “She isn’t going to reject us. Don’t ask me how I know, I just do. She wants honesty and that’s what she’ll get. That’s all she wants from us.”

Badru

I wish I could be as confident in our situation as Astennu, even if it was a tenuous confidence. Goddess, no one ever made me this terrified to be around or nervous and Evie had my world crumbling. I was never scared of anyone or anything. I usually jumped in without thinking sometimes, but I guess that’s what landed my ass in this situation with my mate.

‘It’s not all bad. We got to punch the asshat and our mate looked proud of us for doing it,’ Baniti wagged his tail.

A small smile spread across my face at the memory of how her eyes had softened. I had never seen such an expression on her before. The image had already been ingrained on my mind and would most likely be immortalised on paper as soon as possible, along with other things. Not a single part of her figure had been hidden in that dress of hers. All I had wanted was to take my claw and slowly trail it across the fabric to spill her flesh so I could devour her vanilla taste. Her heart-shaped rear would make the perfect subject to pencil in real life.

‘That’s not all I want to do with that ass,’ my wolf shivered.

‘Maybe we should focus on not being rejected tomorrow. Then we can work on making that ass a reality instead of resorting to a pity jacking-off.’

Baniti quietened down quickly, the events of the day wiping us both out. Having his twin, Aasim, so close always soothed him and me. Astennu and I had never really fought, except for typical sibling squabbles. There was only ever one instance where he had been truly angry with me, so much so that he physically lashed out and punched me. Not that I blamed him. I wanted to punch myself for calling Evie a rogue…

I knew exactly what I wanted to say to her tomorrow and I could only hope she believed me in how much I regretted my words. My nour el-ain (light of my eyes) was my everything.

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The following morning, Astennu arranged a meeting with our parents and Beta Kate for later in the afternoon, wanting to leave as much time as possible for Evie. He simply stated we had something to discuss based on last night. If we told them the truth, they would demand a meeting immediately and Evie was our priority currently. Kate had asked if we had seen Finley as he never came home last night, but his whereabouts were of little concern to me. He was probably licking his ego somewhere.

My sweet Evie’s voice had woken me this morning, the first sound I had heard and it was quite honestly the only sound I wanted to wake to ever again. She would be here any moment, and we had already told her we were in Astennu’s room. Mine still had a half-broken doorknob, so I couldn’t keep my door closed, which offered no privacy.

A knock rattled on the door, sending my wolf into a circling mess.

‘She’s here!’ He howled.

‘You don’t need to knock, ammar. You can come in whenever you want,’ Astennu mind-linked. But as he said it, something immediately felt off.

There was no shivering excitement that accompanied her closeness. And the figure that walked through the door had both my brother and I freeze in shock. The presence was that of an Alpha… Catalina.

Oh, al’ama! (damn!) This was not good…

‘Knock? What the f**k are you talking about?’ Evie’s sharp and confused voice replied.

“Hey, sorry to barge in. I thought we’d order breakfast and eat together?” Catalina smiled in an overly sweet manner. “We’ve barely had any time to speak. And I just know we could get along so well.”

There was little ambiguity in what she wanted. She was virtually dressed in underwear, a thin pale pink cami, shorts and a barely closed short robe. Now, I was heavily regretting wearing only a pair of sweatpants after my shower, thinking, naïvely, that I could have some fun with Evie; flash a little skin and make her blush. It was supposed to be innocent. Innocent had now gone down the toilet!

‘Get her out! If our mate sees this, we’re f****d and not in the pleasant way!’ Baniti panicked.

“Why the hell are you still here?” Astennu demanded, almost growling. “And who the f**k said you could just barge into my room!”

“Your mother invited me to stay for a few days. She said you two were up here and working and we should have something to eat together,” Catalina moved further into the room, completely disregarding

any of my brother’s anger.

‘Our mom did what?!’ I mind-linked him. Was there no end to her love-life meddling?

“I don’t think so. The pack dining room is downstairs. Knock yourself out,” Astennu curtly bit out.

“Come on, it’s just a little desayuno (breakfast),” she batted her eyes again. This woman didn’t seem to take ‘no’ for an answer. It was time to spell it out in a literal sense.

“Look. I don’t give a s**t what our mother said. If we haven’t made it clear, we’re not interested. So kindly, get the f**k out!” I yanked open the door and shoved her out… and straight into Evie as she was just approaching the door.

The tray my mate was carrying covered both women in its contents, dripping onto the hardwood floor.

“Look where you’re going! Urgh, now I’m a mess,” Catalina cried out, but my attention was elsewhere.

My brother and I were only clad in a pair of sweats, the gatecrasher in silk garments, she was coming out of our room… there was no part of this that looked innocent…

Allaena (f**k).