He nodded, yawning before tossing the blanket back and standing. He stretched his arms above his head before turning around to point to Ace. His brows furrowed, and it was clear he also wasn’t aware Ace had come home during the night.
“When did Ace get back?” he asked, and I shrugged, unsure.
“I woke up, and he was here.” I could feel Tyson’s nervousness through the bond, and my eyes darted to his neck, where my mark lay on his skin.
“Let me shower first to wake up. Then I will take you to meet your brother,” Tyson said before walking to the ensuite. I tried to move off the bed when Ace’s arm reached over, grabbing me and pulling me back to him. His eyes opened as he pulled me down to face him.
“What time did you get home?” I asked him.
“Couple of hours ago,” he said, closing his eyes again. He buried his face into the crook of my neck.
“Just stay for a few minutes,” he whispered when I tried to pull away from him. I sighed, lying there and letting him breathe in my scent. His wolf was purring, making the sound rumble out of him before he cleared his throat, trying to get Atticus to stop.
“Please don’t punish my wolf for what I did,” Ace finally said as I lay there awkwardly.
“Your wolf could have stopped you from doing the things you did, Ace. He is just as much to blame as you,” I told him. Ace shook his head but didn’t say anything.
“Can I get up now? I need to get dressed,” I told him, and he rolled on his back, releasing me from his grip. I climbed out of bed before rummaging through my bag of clothes. I really needed to buy some more clothes. I was alternating between three pairs of pants, a shirt, a tank top, a jumper, and Tyson’s clothes. Crouching on the ground as I pulled out what minimal clothing I had, I pulled Tyson’s shirt off before slipping my tank top on.
“Why do you torture us like that?” Ace grumbled, making me look over my shoulder.
“It’s just skin,” I told him before pulling my jeans on and buttoning them up. I then looked for a hairbrush before realizing I didn’t have one here, and settled for tying my hair in a messy bun. Knocking on the bathroom door, I heard Tyson sing out.
“You can come in, Lucy,” Tyson said, and I quickly slipped in, grabbing the spare toothbrush from the holder and rinsing my mouth before brushing my teeth. Jumping onto the basin, I turned to face Tyson, who was showering.
“Perv,” he said.
I shrugged, not caring in the slightest I was gawking at him. And through the bond, I could tell he wasn’t the least bit self-conscious of my gaze, nor did he seem to mind. My eyes roamed over his body as I soaked him in, before nearly choking on my spit and gagging on my toothbrush ,when I saw what lay between his legs.
Tyson chuckles, shaking his head at me. “Bite off more than you can handle, Luce?” He laughed, not even bothering to cover himself as he stood watching my burning face.
“Pretty sure that’s more than what most can handle. You must have got all the dick in the family,” I told him, rinsing my mouth.
“You can’t judge that yet, Lucy. You have only seen him,” Ace said from the doorway.
“I was assuming yours would be the same. You are Identical twins, after all.”
“Not everything is identical,” Ace said, his eyes flickering as he looked me up and down.
Tyson threw the wet loofah at him, and Ace caught it, tossing it in the sink. I handed Tyson a towel, and he shut the water off before wrapping it around his waist and stepping out. Ace’s eyes instantly went to Tyson’s neck before his eyes moved to mine. He swallowed, his lips pressing together slightly before ducking his head and leaving the room. I looked at Tyson, who was staring after him, and I could feel Tyson’s guilt, yet he also didn’t regret letting me mark him.
“You okay?” I asked him.
“He will get over it,” he said, walking to his dresser. As he got dressed, I sat on the edge of the bed, not wanting to leave the room and face Ace again. Tyson dressed in some jeans and a black shirt before slipping his runners on.
“Come on,” He said, holding his hand out to me, and I took it. We started walking down the hall when Tyson stopped suddenly, and I looked up at him. His eyes glazed over, and he growled. Ace came out of his room, looking annoyed, as Tyson refocused on the room before looking down at me.
“What’s wrong?”
“Alpha Jamie is at the border requesting I meet him,” Tyson said.
“I can go,’ Ace said, leaning on the doorframe of his room with his arms folded over his chest.
“No. Last time you ended up in a fight with him. I will go. You can run Lucy home and meet me out there,” Tyson said, and Ace nodded.
“I will get my keys,” Ace said, walking out and toward the kitchen. Tyson kissed my head.
“I need to go but will see you later this afternoon,” he said, walking off, leaving me in the hall as he stripped his shirt off. It had to be serious if he was shifting and running there.