Page 103 of Twinning and Sinning

Kane grunted. "Now you are quiet, huh? You weren't so quiet in the mirror telling me how badly I treat my sons." My eyebrows furrowed. Not caring if he was some king of some nation, father to my mates, he didn't have a right to treat them like that to make them feel less than. Dimitri and Dax had done a fantastic job going from one conundrum to another.

"Listen here," I pointed my finger right back at the oversized pincushion. "I'm Dimitri and Dax' mate, and if I feel like someone is being a douche bag or cutting them down, I'll voice my opinion. You weren't with them the past six months they searched for me, nor did you go out looking at least it didn't look like you were looking," I taunted. "So, who is being the real ass-hole here? Besides, it wasn't you that came to their rescue; it was me.” I stuck my thumb out pointing at myself. “By the declaration of the Humane Society of Montana, I own both Bambi and Thumper." Kane's eyes continued to look into mine; not a twitch on his face could be seen. The tables around us were quiet; even Clara had a hand on Kane's other hand, squeezing the life out of it.

"And now, they own me." I smiled sweetly, linking my arms between my mates. "I will protect them physically and verbally; they are strong, capable, and extremely handsome," I cooed into Dimitri's ear.

"Fucking hot, I tell you, those redheads."Dax' voice rang through my head.

"You were right; the first day we laid eyes on her, you said the same thing,"Dimitri replied to Dax. I gasped loudly, causing the table to continue to stare at me like I had lost my head.

"I can hear you!" I yelled. Dax leaned in.

"Yes, I can hear you, as well as everyone in the room." Clara giggled, which broke the tension between Kane and me while he cooed at her. Gods, my in-laws were almost sickening.

"NO! I heard you in my head!" I pointed at my head, continued to poke it until I drove a nail through it. "You said, 'fucking hot, I tell you, those redheads'!" Slamming my hand on the table, my smile widened.

"You are as dumb as a pile of rocks; it is the mind-link. You can talk to me, and you can talk to your mates. Soon you can talk to the whole pack once the Luna ceremony takes place."Eva chimed in my head.

"You hear that!" Dax yelled throughout the pack dining room. "My mate told off my dad, and now she can mind-link me sexy dirty secrets!" The male Wolves raised their glasses, banging them on the table; Dimitri grabbed and dipped the hell out of my body until his lips smashed onto mine. His tongue entered my mouth; starved for his affection, I pulled his body closer. Whistles and yells faded to nothing until Dax' voice rang through my head.

"My turn, my turn!" His temper tantrum had Dimitri let go, throwing me into Dax's arms while his lips captured mine. My fingers ran through Dax's growing beard halting his drool-worthy kiss. Nuzzling into my neck, he set me down gently. Looking back onto the dining hall, everyone was eating, drinking, and having a normal conversation like nothing ever happened.

All except one person. The royal pincushion.

Dimitri and Dax sat me down on the table, both arms around my waist. Their faces beaming around the room that they had won the best prize. I'm not sure how long I would be a prize because I think King Kaneypoo was going to kick my ass.

Kane tilted his head; the scar going through his brow made him more menacing. The tattoos creeping up his neck from his shirt, his thighs big enough to rip through his black jeans, this guy was a beast. He had over a hundred years to train his body into a war machine while his little mate sat in a baby blue dress going over…paperwork?

Kane's ring-clad finger came down on the table to make a point, his eyebrow arched, looking at either of his sons. "I like her." My head tilted back a bit, shocked by the words that slipped from his mouth. "She'll be good for you both. Now, meeting tomorrow morning, eight a.m. in one of the downstairs conference rooms. Hopefully, Sorceress Cyrene can take a break for an hour to discuss our plan of attack. None of this sit and shit waiting for things to happen. We attack first.”

Kane scooted back from the chair; Clara highlighted several documents. With the beast standing up and his warmth no longer near her, she shook her head to look up at him and smile. "Oh, did you tell her you like her?" Kane nodded his head; gathering her papers, she laced her fingers with his.

"Great to see you, Seraphina! We will need some of that fire tomorrow morning during our planning. Don't keep her up late, boys!" Clara took two steps per one large one Kane gave as they headed out of the dining from.

"That…" Ajax continued to stare as the two fleeting personages left the room. "Was the weirdest thing I have ever seen. I pray to the goddess my mate isn't so starkly different." Ajax continued to roll his fingers over his temples. Matthew laughed, slapping his brother on the back.

"Could you imagine?" Matthew began. "If Kane, the dark beast as they used to call him in Bergarian long ago, had an equally menacing mate? Shit, both worlds would be on fire."

Dimitri took a sip from his drink. "Hell, try living with them," he smiled. "It was the best childhood I ever could have asked for, and it wasn't because we lived in the castle." Dax stole Dimitri's drink, taking a sip.

"Nope, it was the love and hope they wanted to bring both worlds. Sometimes you need a little darkness to make the light shine brighter," Dax pecked my lips as Dimitri rubbed my thigh.

"Yeah, they did a pretty good job making the both of you," I mind-linked

Chapter Fifty-Six

Seraphina

“Whatdowehavehere?” Dax shut the bathroom door with a quick ‘click’ of the lock. He was in nothing but his grey sweatpants. Gods, what is it about grey sweatpants and guys? It must be the way they go commando, nothing underneath, just letting everything hang out.

I had just stepped out of the shower, towel drying my hair before bed. Today had been exciting, and exhausting all at the same time and the time frolicking in the creek with my self-pity left me feeling more than dirty.

“Uh,” I stuttered. “Drying my hair?” My hair felt longer, and healthier than when I first entered the shower. In fact, I had noticed a lot of things that were different. My skin was clear of any hormonal acne that my PCOS would pop out at any given moment, my breasts firmer and maybe a glow to my skin? Dax was approaching at an alarming rate. His strides were deep, his fingers tickling the backside of my arm. The towel was doing its best, holding on to dear life by my breasts had made sure that a secure wrapping would not last.

Dax’s hot breath heaved in my ear, causing ripples of heat to flutter straight to my core. Tough hands landed on the outside of my thighs, moving upwards. My poor towel didn’t stand a chance. “I liked it when you stood up to my father, you know,” I felt his husky whisper in my ear, the lust in his eyes meeting back at me in the mirror gave my heart a burst of excitement.

“You know not to do that to me, though, right?” He nipped my ear with a sharp fang.

“D-do what?”

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