Accepting My Twin Mates by Unwise Owl

Accepting My Twin Mates Chapter 11

Chapter 11 – Did I Want To Know?

Badru

I tried to make a joke… again… and it had backfired… again.

Evie wasn’t amused in the slightest. She actually shivered away from me further. My brother punched

me in my bicep, making me glare at him before he absconded up the trellis. Like I needed a reminder

of how stupid I was. Our mate looking at me with disgust was all the reminder I needed.

I just wanted to hold her properly. The only contact I had had so far was her sending me sailing through

the air and the world’s most eye-watering nut-shot. Despite that, the tingles I had felt were all I wanted

to feel for the rest of my life. My entire soul had erupted in life during our brief contact and there wasn’t

another brush of skin I wanted more than hers. And her scent? What kind of pheromones was she

emitting? I could drink the spicy vanilla aroma for eternity and it still wouldn’t be enough. I knew I

affected her too. I saw how she checked out both Astennu and myself and swiftly turned her pink

cheeks away, thinking she hadn’t been caught ogling.

I may have been the impulsive one, but I was confident with it. Evie, however, made me feel

unnaturally insecure and I didn’t know how to approach her. I had innocently flirted with girls in the past,

without it meaning anything; a cheeky wink here and there, flash a little grin and usually, girls tripped

over themselves, giggling and blushing. This was all I knew and none of it was working with my mate.

Goddess above, this woman made me nervous.

‘Maybe try and be a little more innocent. Appeal to her wolf, she’s the one that wants to communicate, I

can feel it,’ my wolf suggested.

‘How the hell do I play innocent?’ Even as a child, I hardly looked innocent.

‘Bat your eyes and give her the puppy look! How can she say no?’ Baniti seemed awfully sure and

enthusiastic about his idea.

I up-turned my brows, hoping this was ‘puppy’ enough to melt her wolf. She huffed loudly, throwing her

head back… did I just win?!

Evie

The look Badru gave me was enough to melt me into the snow where I stood. I didn’t want to give up

and lose this stand-off, but heavens, was it hard to resist those big deep blues of his… of both of them.

‘Oh for goddess’s sake, just toss the pup a bone,’ Evva sniggered. I noticed she was growing

increasingly quiet. Was she linking with their wolves? Guess I was being guilt-tripped by everyone

today.

I sighed loudly, admitting defeat. “What the hell, turn around. No way I’m holding on to the front.”

His face lit up instantly, like an excited pup on Winter Solstice morning, the werewolf version of

Christmas. If anything, it made him even more deliriously handsome. He turned and dipped a little; we

weren’t that vastly different in height, so it wasn’t as though I had to climb him like a tree. I wrapped my

arms around his neck tightly and gripped his waist securely with my thighs, almost losing my grip when

my ankle brushed against his rigid c**k. Goddess above, he felt perfect. The naturally strong scent from

his marking site where my head lay on his neck wasn’t helping either in keeping me lucid. Its warm and

maddening swirl of cinnamon and nutmeg coupled with being wrapped around his naked body was

starting to make certain regions throb.

‘And you humans call us wolves the hormonal ones,’ Evva sniggered. Though I could feel she was

overly enjoying our close proximity just as much, if not more.

The tingles, now that I could fully appreciate them, were simply wonderful. I would never admit to it

aloud, but I never wanted to let either go. They were equal in strength and distinct in touch. Both

instilled a sense of relief; the sparks from Astennu were a blanket, warm and steadfast and the sparks

from Badru held excitement and devotion. The calm and the tranquillity came with a double-edged

sword; as beautiful as they felt, I couldn’t hope to become attached to them.

What if they only brought me back here to reject me?

That previous wave of dread and fear welled up again in the pit of my stomach at the thought. Even as

Astennu helped me through the window, now thankfully wearing a pair of sweats that hung low showing

his prominent V-lines, I couldn’t stop myself from backing away and averting my eyes as naked Badru

climbed through afterwards. Thankfully, his brother handed him some pants and he quickly changed

too.

The awkward silence that hung in the air was palpable, bitter in its taste. I could feel their heated stare

on my skin but I couldn’t make myself look at them, no matter how much Evva huffed at me to just lift

my head.

‘If you’re going to reject me… just do it and we can all get on with our lives,’ I mind-linked.

I didn’t dare try to speak. I could already feel the sting in my eye and I had broken my promise not to

cry in front of the twins once. I didn’t want to end up like Lucy… having my mates use our bond to hurt

me, just because they could.

“What?!” Badru practically yelled. “I don’t wanna reject you! Are you crazy?”

“Evie, I’ve been obsessed with you for years. We both have. We want you, there’s no debate in it,”

Astennu tried to step forward towards me, but I took two back. He sighed in defeat and stayed where

he was.

‘They’re telling the truth, Evie,’ my wolf threw her opinion in.

‘So, what? We just accept them, forget everything that’s happened?’

‘Oh hell no, we weigh our options,’ Evva said, determined and resolute. ‘But for that, we need to hear

them out.’

I was beginning to dislike her rational advice. It was too logical and reasonable when all I wanted was

to either throw myself down dramatically and sob, or light s**t on fire.

“What are you thinking?” Astennu spoke looking worried and making me realise I had been quiet for far

too long.

“Wait… you’re not about to reject us, are you?” Badru asked with wide eyes and I could swear I could

feel his and his twins’ abject fear flowing through them at that question.

My answer was: I truly didn’t know what I wanted.

“I… I don’t know,” I answered honestly, noticing the hurt in their eyes, but false hope would do none of

us any good. “I need to think. And I want to keep this between us quiet, till I decide.”

“But we don’t want to hide you! I’m pretty sure our parents have organised some huge party for us. I

want you on our arm, I want everyone to know we’re…” but I cut off Badru’s demanding plea.

“Fine then, tell everyone! I really don’t give a s**t,” I snapped, completely annoyed that he wasn’t

listening to what I needed, not wanted. “You want people to know we’re mates, when I don’t even know

whether I want to give you a chance? You go right ahead and be left standing there with your d**k

hanging out if I choose to reject you!”

They looked like I had just slapped them, hard, right across the face. Maybe I had been a little too

brutally honest. I really need to learn how to sugarcoat things, sometimes.

I looked away and to the side, starting to feel my eyes sting once more as the memories began to

surface.

“…The two of you have really hurt me in the past… right now, I don’t know if I can just let that go,” my

voice quivered. “I just need some time to decide and I’d rather do that in peace than have pack

members giving me s**t and telling me I’m not good enough.”

I knew they would anyway, after everyone knew the truth. A rogue-born Luna… their parents would

probably blow a gasket. But I didn’t need the hassle while I was trying to come to terms with all this. I

didn’t need pack members saying I was no good, or saying I should be grateful and accept the twins, or

that I was being an overdramatic b***h to make the guys wait. My position in the pack was less than

favourable and them knowing I was mated to the heirs and to be their Luna, a whole separate issue I

wouldn’t even begin to fathom yet, would not help my standing in the slightest.

A damned traitorous tear slipped down my cheek. I swiped at it quickly, but they spotted it.

“Hey, it’s ok,” Astennu soothed. “Neither of us are going to pressure you into anything,” and he made a

point to look directly at his brother for emphasis.

“You can take all the time you need, baby,” Badru tried to smile charmingly, but he was seriously

reading the wrong sort of vibes.

He tried to step forward, to wrap me in a hug, but my wolf snarled and rather viciously, I might add. He

leapt backwards like I had just bitten him, Astennu’s mouth was practically gaping and I startled myself.

‘That’s right. Fear me, b***h,’ Evva preened to herself, sounding proud.

‘And here I thought you’d be all over them.’