Chapter 108


    epting My Twin Mates Chapter 108


    Chapter 105 – Taking Selfies?


    Badru


    “Let’s go, daddy,” Catalina pped my ass out of nowhere, pulling me into the club and leaving my wolf


    to short-circuit in indignation.


    Tusaeiduni lhat ea eadam qatl hadhih almar’a, (goddess, help me not kill this woman), I sent a


    silent prayer up to the moon, for however much good it would do.


    “You p my ass again, woman, and I’ll snatch your hair off,” I hissed in a low voice to the aggravating


    she-wolf yanking me around.


    “Good luck because I don’t wear extensions or a weave,” she snorted, flicking her long dark hair over


    her shoulder and taking out a small mirror from her clutch to clear up her smudged red lipstick. “This is


    all me, chico.”


    “I don’t know what any of those are, but I’ll snatch them off too.”


    ‘Quit making threats that you’ll do f**k all with and drink this,’ she grabbed two flutes of champagne


    from a passing tray of the wait staff and thrust one into my hand. The pale gold fizz sloshed up the


    ss and over my hand. ‘Take a leaf out of your brother’s book.’


    She inclined her head subtly over in the direction of my twin, as I switched hands with the ss and


    flicked the champagne off. Across the room, Adrian had handed a simr-looking slender flute to a


    glowering Astennu.


    ‘Aste looks more inclined to stab him in the eye with it,’ Baniti shot a burst ofughter, his irritation


    completely forgotten, for now.


    ‘You’re a heartless b***h to do this to my brother,’ my lips peeled back in a suppressed grin. I couldn’t


    help but find my poor older twin’s predicament quite funny.


    ‘I know, I totally am. We needed something to make Evieugh when we find her.’


    Catalina’s whole demeanour tilted on its axis, her smirk slipping. ‘She was one of the few people that


    could bite back and didn’t treat me like an airhead daddy’s girl. Not once did she try to suck up to me to


    get something. She was a real friend, even after everything I did.’


    Not bothering to wait for me, Catalina disappeared through a cloud of smoke from a small boisterous


    group too lost in their own conversation to notice anyone around them. When I caught up to her, she


    was biting into a small mint-scented dessert, following it immediately with a second.


    “Goddess, that’s better,” she chased the mouthful with the remainder of her drink, wincing as the two


    vours mixed on her pte. ‘Anything to get that guy’s taste out of my mouth.’


    ‘I didn’t peg you for knowing how to smoke?’ I was quite impressed by how she had held back her


    choking.


    ‘Oh, I don’t. I coughed my lungs up when I got away from that guy outside,’ she nced over my


    shoulder towards the double doors we had broken in through. ‘Speaking of which, we should hide


    further in the club. I don’t want him finding me for his blowjob.’


    ‘It was a gutsy move, I suppose.’


    ‘You’lle to learn I’m full of gutsy moves,’ she wrapped herself around my arm to y her part, while


    I swiftly pulled us away and around the curved bend in the club in the opposite direction my twin had


    gone. ‘Now let’s find where they’re fighting these rogues so we can get the hell out of this cesspit.’


    ‘…And find my Evie and pup,’ my entire mood sobered in an instant with a mighty whine echoing in my


    head from my wolf.


    ‘We’ll get her back, big guy,’ Catalina sent a jab to my side.


    I assumed it was a friendly gesture of solidarity, but all it did was send a spasm through my body. Her


    eyes narrowed at my reaction and her mouth fell open, transforming into a huge devious smirk.


    ‘You are ticklish!’


    She moved to poke me again, but I caught her index finger and aimed a counter-jab right back,


    knowing she was just as ticklish too; thanks to our first break-in to Finley’s ce with her brother,


    Thiago.


    ‘Don’t start a fight you won’t win,’ I threw her hand down and cast my eyes about the space and over


    the heads of the other mingling people. ‘So instead of trying to poke me, look out for a blond guy about


    your dad’s age, maybe older, with a beard.’


    If that ibn al kalb (son of a dog) Frenchman was here among the people partying, he would rumble us


    the moment he spotted us.


    ‘You seen Marceau yet?’ My twin must have read my mind.


    ‘No, and we’re still looking for this fighting pit to appear,’ I almost felt like throwing my hands in the air


    with frustration. ‘I know it’s here, I can feel it. We just have to suffer this bullshit a little more. Better


    dealing with Catalina and Adrian here, than dealing with Isaac at home, right?’


    Catalina was thest person I wanted to be spending an evening with, only beaten by the man that


    used to be my father. The person I should have been spending my evening with was my nour el-ain,


    stroking and fawning over her belly in front of a roaring fire and telling the pup growing in her womb


    how much I loved him; even if fatherhood scared the s**t out of me.


    Satisfied that Marceau wasn’t within eyesight at the very least, I turned back to Catalina to suggest


    checking out the edges, when I noticed she was busy posing in front of her phone nearby the bizarre


    suspended hoop performers.


    ‘Is she taking selfies?’ My wolf was as floored as I was.


    ‘What are you doing?’ I snatched her wrist to halt her time-wasting. ‘We’re meant to be investigating!’


    ‘I am, by pretending to take selfies.’


    And far from stopping, she pulled me into the frame, pressing close into my cheek no matter how hard I


    tried to pull away without drawing attention. But instead of it being our picture on the screen of her


    phone, it was the crowd around us and she was zooming in on their faces.


    ‘Do you think this is the only ce trafficking wolves?’ She stared at the screen, flicking through the


    photos she had taken and scrutinising the images. ‘This Marceau guy, do you seriously think he’s


    pitting his fighters against each other or do you think he’s pitting them against other owners? Some of


    those owners could be here, even if he isn’t.’


    ‘That’s… actually smart,’ Baniti muttered. ‘Why didn’t we think of that?’


    ‘Because all we’re focused on is our mate and I don’t care if that makes us selfish. After everything


    we’ve lost, I’ll be damned if we lose her. She and our pup are our priority to find.’


    ‘This is great that you’re doing this and all, but we need to find a lead on Evie and I’m not seeing


    anything around here that screams cage match,’ I gestured to the disy on a podium. A naked


    woman, painted gold, rolled and tumbled in acrobatics on a suspended coil that spun in a nauseating


    spiral.


    ‘Ugh, quit looking,’ my wolf’s stomach churned. ‘The spring thing is giving me motion sickness.’


    Catalina was about to open her mouth, but a single word carried over the cacophony of noise; lycan. I


    pped my hand over her mouth, straining my ears to hear the conversation.


    ‘What is it?’ She pushed my hand away, joining me to lean into the discussion behind us somewhere.


    ‘What are they saying? Is that Arabic?’


    ‘Yeah,’ I tried to casually steer us nearer, without looking as though we were eavesdropping. ‘They’re


    talking about going down to catch the end of the fight with the lycan and collecting their winnings.


    They’ve seen him fight plenty of times here… it has to be Konstantin.’


    ‘We think we have a lead on where the fight is in this ce,’ I mind-linked Astennu quickly, adrenaline


    flowing through me. ‘Let us go ahead and scout it out. We’ll tell you when to follow.’


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    ‘Got it. Adrian and I will keep our distance until you give the word.’