Hiding the Alpha's Twins: His Wolfless Luna
Chapter 126

Chapter 126: Chapter 126

[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]

That loud noise of something shattering in the kitchen made me almost jump out of my seat.

“Madison?”

“I-I am truly sorry, Miss Samantha! The plate slipped from my hand! I am so careless. I am so sorry,” she said with a trembling voice as she picked up the broken pieces on the floor. I immediately ran towards her and helped her with pieces, telling her to be careful of the sharp edges.

“Don’t mind about it. I am more worried about you hurting yourself as you pick this.” I said to her, smiling gently. “You can leave this to me, though and just check if Diana or Devon is already up from their nap. They will surely look for you and ask for snacks.”

“But Miss Samantha—”

“It’s fine, Madison.” I held her hand to stop her from what she was doing. “I can do this. Just check on the kids and see if they need something.”

She gave me a nervous smile and nodded at me as she headed straight to the children’s room. There was hesitation on her face as she left me, but I gave her one last smile to show that it was alright.

Maybe I was only looking for something to do after I left the packhouse this morning. Devon was feeling a little sick so I had to go back and make sure he was comfortable and had everything he needed. Diana said that she would be absent from her tutorials as well and wanted to take care of her twin brother.

They were both overprotective of each other.

“Ouch!”

I looked at the blood trickling down the tip of my finger when a pointed shard punctured me. As I saw the blood, my stomach tightened and a wave of anxiety hit me, feeling like a spear piercing my chest. My eyes widened as the sharp pain throbbed, causing my heart to beat rapidly and agonizingly with each passing second.

And then the door opened.

“Dominic?” I stood up from the floor after ensuring there were no shards left. I noticed the face of my husband. That same, blank expression I was terrified to look at before I had the twins. Before my life was doomed to leave the Silver Crescent.

“What happened?” I asked him again after I got rid of the dangerous trash. “Why do you look like someone had just died—”

He gave me a dark gaze in his hazel eyes and I stopped. That’s when all the colors on my face drained as I realized that gloomy expression on his face.

Someone indeed died.

But who?

I followed him straight to our room, my head filled with dread as I fumbled with my fingers. I noticed how tense his body was. He slipped one hand into his pocket, and old blood stained his shirt. There were shadows under his eyes as he sat on the edge of the bed with his back hunched and his elbows resting on his thighs.

I was so nervous my hands were shaking.

“Tell me what happened.” I made my face look adamant as I watched my husband drag his fingers through his dark, unruly hair. “Who died this time?”

When he lifted his face to me, his eyes were already red with tears brimming in them. My heart shrank as I closed the gap between us and cupped his face between my hands. “Tell me what is happening, love. You are scaring me.”

“It’s mom,” he answered. “Mom is gone, Samantha.”

I thought I just misheard him.

I blinked and then suddenly, I became lightheaded as my surroundings started to swirl around me. Dominic noticed the paleness on my face and immediately carried me onto the bed and felt my forehead. I curled myself into a ball and buried my face in the pillow as violent sobs emerged from my throat.

Dominic lay beside me and pulled me into a tight embrace as he let me cry on his chest.

“What happened? Who did this to her?” I asked when I finally could breathe and gently pushed myself slightly away from him so I could look into his eyes, which were full of grief. “Why is this happening, Dominic?”

“She must be tricked to get outside the gates. Or maybe she was investigating something important out there,” he explained, his eyes fixed on the white ceiling, unable to meet my gaze due to the pain. “

“I can’t explain what they did to her, love. I’m sorry I can’t picture it without breaking my heart into millions of pieces. But all I knew was that they didn’t make it easy for her. Her body was mangled. She bled to death.”

“Mangled,” I murmured. Then I recalled that time when there were multiple victims of sick murders that happened in Moonstone pack that even now, Killian couldn’t resolve. Could it be connected to the murders that happened in Killian’s pack?

But how does this happen here? Did the killer come from the Moonstone pack? Why did they target Lena!? Why was it supposed to be her!?

Dominic frowned. “Do you have any idea who could do this, my love?” he whispered, almost croaking. “Do you know someone who could do this to my mother just to think they are punishing me?”

I looked into his eyes, which were already full of rage. How could I tell it to him without my husband waging war against the Moonstone pack? "I don’t know," I replied hesitantly. “I have heard there are murders like that in every pack but I...I could never imagine they would do this to Lena, Dominic.”

Tears welled down my eyes as sobs emerged from my throat. “I have to go and see her.”

“Whenever you are ready, my love,” he whispered as he kissed me on the forehead. I felt his body tremble against mine as he embraced me. He pulled my head into his chest, not wanting me to see him crying. “But we can’t tell the kids yet.”

“We can’t tell them yet,” I repeated as he squeezed me against him.

That’s when his shoulders shook as sobs finally escaped from his throat.