Page 7 of Twinning and Sinning

“Hey, Dimitri,” I mind-linked as he trotted in the bathroom. He saw me holding up a bright pink razor and opened his maw.

“You didn’t.” I looked to him and the razor and shrugged my shoulders. “Did you just shave your chest with our mate’s razor?”

“Yeah, I was gonna trim up down south, but I don’t think this itty-bitty thing could do that.”

“Gods, am I the only twin that got the brains? Can you get out so I can shift? She’s still sleeping so keep it down.”

I walked out, still holding on to the razor and went to her kitchen. Seraphina was snuggled up between some pillows on her couch, the biggest thing in the entire room. Looking through the drawers I found some kitchen scissors and Dimitri walked out.

“That was fast…” I muttered and he held his hands on his hips. “Give me those, you can’t do that.”

“Fuck, yeah, I can. I gotta look prim and proper for when we mate.”

“She has no clue about us,” he hissed. “Are you that dense? Once she finds out it will be weeks before she does anything with us. Human speed you dill weed.” I mimicked his face and he punched me in the shoulder. Taking the razor, he left but I was left with the scissors.

While he was gone I did a hack job, but it would have to do. Seraphina started lightly snoring and I went closer to her to touch her with my own hands. Her skin was so damn soft and the cute little noises she made, made me want to scoop her up and take her to bed.

Oh, hey, bed. That’s a good idea. Gently scooping Seraphina up without jostling her I held her in my arms. Immediately holding her in my arms, one arm behind her back and the other under her legs, her face nuzzled into my chest. Good thing I shaved.

Turning around I found an angry Dimitri who also used said razor to shave his chest.Lookie there.Smirking, Seraphina put her hand around my neck on my future marking spot and shivers ran across my chest. “Gods,” I groaned as she stilled.

“Yup, it is confirmed, dad did drop you on your head when you came out. There is no denying it now,” Dimitri waved for me to follow as we took her to the bedroom. Dimitri opened the covers and fluffed the pillows while I gently laid her down. Her hands reached for me and my heart instantly beat faster. Dimitri shared a knowing look with me.

“We’ll tell her soon. Just let her get used to having pets.” Tucking her in she moved her hand to search for one of us as we both backed out of the room.

“We need to contact the closest pack so we can get a hold of mom and dad.” Dimitri started spouting random nonsense. The only way we could get the closest pack was to find our bags that had all the map routes, but who knows where that is. As Dimitri is droning on, I decided to get more of that damn stew Seraphina forgot to put up.

Grabbing another bowl, I filled it up and grabbed some rolls she didn’t even touch. Why make them if you aren’t going to eat them? I threw one in my mouth and Dimitri was still in the living room talking to himself.

The bags should be somewhere around here. We must have been local when we got caught. Three months we were in the pound, so close to the end of summer and there hadn’t been any rain since then since there was a drought going on. The scent shouldn’t be too far gone if we really used our Alpha senses and Dominic wants to cooperate. He won’t cooperate if he has an empty stomach, so I grabbed another bowl.

Dimitri ripped the bowl out of my hands and poured it back in the pot. “She is going to know something is up! Now stop this shit!” I grabbed the other roll and stuffed it in my mouth and walked to the bedroom. Right where we left her she lay asleep. Dimitri was nagging again so I shifted quickly and moved Seraphina’s arm and nuzzled her neck. It wasn’t as good as being in human form, but sleeping with my mate as my Wolf would have to do.

Not long after Dimitri having his temper tantrum he struts back in the room in his Wolf form and nuzzles into the other side of her neck. He let out a large sigh as we made the perfect Seraphina sandwich.

“When she goes to work tomorrow, one of us can go scout of the bag,”I mentioned to Dimitri.

“Did you not hear anything I said? I said I would go while she was working!”

“Sorry, man. I was just out of it. I’m happy to have found her, but not only do we have to deal with going slow with her not knowing about Werewolves, but we have to go even slower since she only knows us as dogs.”

“It will work out. We will figure something out quick, I swear. I won’t make you wait two months just to hold her as a human.”

“Good, because I really miss wearing clothes.”

“That’s a shocker.”

Seraphina

Warmth enveloped my body as I nuzzled further into the sheets. The soft beeping of my nearby alarm alerted me to get my lazy ass up for my shift at the bookstore. Trying to lift my head, I smelled two familiar smells that made me just want to lay back in the bed. They were comforting, calming, and protective.

Finally opening my heavy eyelids, I had a cold snout that was staring at me in the face. Bambi was staring straight into me. Even though these two wolves were exactly the same, making me think they were some sort of identical twins I always knew who they were. Maybe it was their smell? The new leather smell Bambi gives off gives such a manly vibe. Manly, I scoffed. He’s a dang wolf.

Sitting up and hearing groaning from my two wolves I realized I was in bed. How in the heck did I get in here? I thought I stayed on the couch last night? The boys stirred and I immediately got up to open the back door so they could do their business. Again, Thumper waited patiently for Bambi to come back as I rolled my eyes. “You can go out at the same time, you know?” Thumper looked at me and stayed sitting on his haunches as we waited for Bambi to come back.

Once their business was done I headed to the kitchen to clean my mess. The pounded headache reminded me of the too much wine I drank the night before. “Good wine wouldn’t give such a headache. Cheap ass Americans.” I gritted my teeth and held the bottle up to throw it away. “Never drinking American wine again.” Chucking it away I go to pick up all the wasted food I had left. This could have fed the boys and me for another two days.

As I lifted the pot it was light. “What the?” Looking inside there was only one serving left at the bottom. Two rolls had been eaten off of the cooking tray. “Did I sleep eat last night?” The boys came in the kitchen sniffing around, nothing out of the ordinary for dogs looking for leftovers.

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