Hiding the Alpha's Twins: His Wolfless Luna
Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Chapter 103

[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]

After I read that horrifying letter, I thought of searching for any suspicious things around the manor, especially the twins’ room. How could those people perpetrate the inside of the pack manor?! Did they have spies here? Should I tell Dominic? Or will it only bring chaos to the pack, knowing there are enemies inside my husband’s turf?

The panic made my stomach tighten, and I decided to solve this alone. Dominic was already dealing with the incident at the eastern gates, and I couldn’t distract him when he already had so many problems to attend to with his Beta. This would only divert my husband’s focus to the real problem of the pack.

“Miss Samantha, is there a problem?” Madison noticed my distress after I had slipped the letter into my jacket pocket. She looked at my pocket with a puzzled look and then at my face.

“N-Nothing, Madison. Nothing’s wrong. How are the kids? Are they asleep?”

“Yes. Diana insisted she would rather not sleep yet, but Master Devon convinced her and told her she wouldn’t grow into a beautiful lady if she kept on staying late at night.” she giggled and then wiped her hands on her apron.

I squinted, “You look pale and sweating. Are you feeling alright, Madison?”

Taken aback, she awkwardly smiled, "Oh, it’s—it’s my stomach, Miss Samantha." "I think I ate something that upset my stomach today,” she explained as she placed her hand on her belly.

I wanted to feel suspicious about her, but Madison, a gentle, sweet girl who takes care of my twins—couldn’t be someone who has a connection with the enemies. No. I had to stop myself from being paranoid and making wrong judgments here.

“Alright, Madison. You and Cynthia can go get some rest.” I smiled at her and let out a heavy sigh as I pushed away the ugly thoughts in my head. I shook my head a little, massaged my temples, and turned my back toward her. I couldn’t let these fears control me. But I had to make sure that the pack manor was safe for Diana and Devon, so I kept my search.

The first place that came to my mind was the room I used to have in this place before Dominic and I got married. I can still remember the day when Lena asked me to live with them in this place and get to know Dominic more. But the harder I tried to reach out to him, the more aggressive he got. And it got worse after we got married.

But Dominic—he’s more mature now. He has shown more thoughtfulness than I had anticipated, and to be honest, the changes have surprised me greatly. Good changes. And I thought maybe it was because of the twins. Fatherhood made him take things seriously. It gave him a new purpose. A new perspective in life with me and the kids.

I went straight to my old room and emotions started to flood in my chest—the day when I first moved here after my parents died, all the unbearable memories I had with Dominic and the day I decided to leave the Silver Crescent.

Nothing has changed here since I left. However, Lena must have made this place clean occasionally because every piece of furniture was dust-free.  I felt the old wooden thing with my finger and sighed. Until I noticed something on the corner of the room that wasn’t there before.

A heavy wooden chest...

Curious about the thing, I couldn’t remember I had one before. Maybe it was Lena’s and I just placed it in there because this room just became a spare room after I left Silver Crescent. But my instinct told me to look at what was inside. It was as if the object was tempting me to open it the longer I stared and stood in front of it with a heavy feeling in my chest.

I bent down and opened the chest. I was so surprised it wasn’t locked.

“What are you hiding here, Lena?” I murmured, wide-eyed.

Pictures. The first thing that I saw on the stuff piled inside was pictures of me when I was a child, probably around seven years old to fifteen. It was weird because all were stolen shots while I was in my school uniform and training gear and when I moved here in the pack house.

My heart suddenly pumped fast and hard in my chest.

This box was filled with pictures and information about me and my family!

I rummaged for more. I saw Birth and death certificates. My parent’s bank accounts. Cards. Invitations. Diplomas and school records. My eyes couldn’t believe what I saw because Lena told me all of this was burned together with the ancestral house where my mother and father died.

Lena lied. She lied!

One piece of document caught my attention. The paper was old, had a yellowish-brown hue, and had a rough texture. My brows furrowed. I turned the pages and scanned them, nervous about what it was all about until I confirmed it was a contract.

A contract between my mom and an organization called The Fang Trinity.

With my heart racing, I read it was a contract about my mother swearing an oath for the secrecy of the organization. I found words like ‘shifters with special abilities’. Royal bloodlines. Primordials. I didn’t know how my mom was involved in this kind of dark conspiracy with these people but I had a strong feeling this was connected to what Ethan had been telling me and my Dominic—about these people who wanted me and our children dead, thinking we were direct descendants of the Primordial Clan. The Royal Family of the Werewolf King, who founded this land.

Was this why Lena didn’t want Dominic to know? Was it because she was scared the Silver Crescent pack would get involved in the coming war of The Fang Trinity against the royal clan?

Lena knew from the very start the secrets about my parents. She knew. She knew my existence would start a war that my mom and dad had been trying to stop. But she still took care of me and gave me a home.

I had to know more. I had to know what part my mom and dad played in this game. I had to know it myself and find out what is waiting for me and the twins when this war happens.