Hiding the Alpha's Twins: His Wolfless Luna
Chapter 37

Chapter 37: Chapter 37

Samantha’s POV

My entire body froze. “What about the twins?”

Her words tumbled out in a frantic rush, each one was piercing like a cold knife to my chest. “Samantha, it’s the twins. Something’s happened.”

My stomach dropped, the blood draining from my face. I gripped the phone tighter, and my knuckles went white.

“What happened?” I demanded.

“I... I don’t know. They are gone. You need to come now.”

Then out of nowhere, the line clicked dead.

My hands were trembling as I turned slowly, panic bubbling up so fast I thought I might choke on it. I hurriedly reached my bag and looked for my car keys but they seemed to be unrecoverable. Dominic was watching me from across the table with concern etched into every line of his face, but I did not have time now. The twins, they were gone.

“What is it?” he asked.

I could not speak. The only words running through my head were Annie’s frantic, terrified voice, delivering the news.

It can’t be.

“Samantha,” Dominic said again, standing now, trying to get my attention but I groaned as I almost poured everything out of my bag just to find the key while muttering “Where’s the key, where is it!”.

My vision blurred with the tears pooling in my eyes and the frustration and worry mixing together.

And all I could think was — no. Not them.

Not my kids.

“Samantha. Talk to me. What’s wrong?”

My knees felt weak, but I gripped the edge of the table to steady myself as I tried to calm down, reasoning to myself that I would not be able to get anywhere if I was panicking. Dominic was already rounding the table, closing the distance between us with quick strides.

“I need to go,” I said, the words tumbling out in a shaky breath. My fingers fumbled as I decided to call a taxi instead, not caring where the car key was now.

“What happened?” Dominic asked again, this time firmer, and insistent.

“It’s the twins,” I choked out. “Annie, she said something happened to them. They’re gone. I need to go.”

Dominic froze, his entire demeanor shifting. His brow furrowed, and for a second, I saw something flash across his face — shock, panic — before it disappeared behind his usual mask of control.

“Where were they?”

“With Annie,” I replied, my voice breaking. I was not even sure how I was still standing. My body felt disconnected from my mind, as if I were on autopilot. “At Killian’s pack.”

Dominic grabbed his jacket off the back of the chair as he rushed, “We’re leaving now.”

I barely registered his words. Yet my legs were already moving, my instincts carrying me toward the door as my thoughts spiraled.

The twins...

No. No, they were safe. They had to be safe.

The images in my head made me want to scream, Devon’s fierce little scowl as he tried to act like the older brother he was, Diana’s bright eyes sparkling with mischief. I could not lose them. I wouldn’t lose them.

Dominic’s hand landed on the small of my back, guiding me out of the restaurant, and I flinched at the contact. He did not let go, but his touch was aiding and comforting.

“Focus, Samantha,” he uttered quietly, “We’ll get to them.”

The drive was silent, but the silence wasn’t peaceful. It was suffocating. My eyes burned from not blinking as my focus locked on the road ahead of us as Dominic gripped the steering wheel tightly, and I noticed his jaw clenched tight, as if preventing something in him from pouring out.

“Do you know anything else?” he asked after a long moment, his voice even clipped.

I shook my head, staring blankly out the window. “Annie didn’t say. She just sounded... terrified. She was supposed to get them from school earlier, but she said, they’re gone. I don’t know how. They should have been safe.”

Dominic’s hands tightened around the wheel, his knuckles paling as he spoke. “Annie... she’s a human, right? A human nanny.”

My stomach twisted at the unspoken accusation in his voice.

“The twins are yours, Samantha,” he continued, his tone carefully controlled but sharp enough to cut through. “They are werewolves, our kind. And yet, you handed their care and safety to a human girl.” He sounded calm, but I knew Dominic, there was a raging storm brewing behind that calmness of his voice.

I knew it was my fault, I was careless, and he was right. I should have done better for the safety and care of my kids. I bit my lower lip, wiping the tears that stubbornly rolled down my cheeks. “Annie’s been with them for years,” I said softly, almost defensively, though I could not look at him. “She loves them like her own.”

“That’s not the point,” Dominic shot back. “Human or not, she is not equipped to protect them if something — anything — happens. Did you even think about that?”

His words stung because I had thought about it. But Annie had been the only one I trusted. She had been there when no one else was. When I had been broken, alone. When I did not even trust myself.

“You don’t know her,” I snapped quietly, my voice trembling. “You don’t know what she’s done for them — for me.”

“And you don’t know what I know,” Dominic replied, his voice sharper now. “I looked into her.”

My head jerked up at that, my eyes narrowing on him. “What?”

He did not look at me, his gaze locked on the road ahead. “When I started... piecing things together about you,” he said, carefully choosing his words, “I learned a few things. About you. About the twins. About her.”

My pulse quickened, and I could not stop the flash of anger that rose in my chest. “You investigated me?”

“I needed answers,” he said simply. “You vanished. For years. And when I found out about the twins—” He stopped abruptly, as though realizing he had said too much.

“When you found out?” I echoed bitterly, glaring at him now. “How long have you been prying into my life?”

Dominic’s hands gripped the wheel tighter, his voice lowering. “Does it matter now? I didn’t know about them, Samantha. I didn’t know they existed until I started looking. And even then, everything I found did not make sense. Why would a Luna leave her pack, abandon her mate, and raise her kids alone with a human nanny?”

His words felt like a slap, and I recoiled slightly, my throat tightening. “Because I had to,” I muttered and my voice cracked. “You wouldn’t understand.”

“Then help me understand,” he shot back, he was no longer calm. “Because right now, all I know is that your children are missing, and their safety was trusted to someone who can’t protect them.”

I turned away, staring back out the window as the ache in my chest deepened. “I did what I thought was best,” I whispered. “Annie was the only one I could trust.”

Dominic sighed heavily and strained. For a few moments, the ride was quiet except for the hum of the engine and the pounding of my own heartbeat.

But then, his voice softened.

“I’m not saying she doesn’t care about them,” he said quietly. “But Samantha... they are your kids. You should have told me. I could have protected them.”

I scoffed under my breath, shaking my head. “You? Protected them?” I turned to him, my eyes burning. “You couldn’t even protect me.”

His jaw tightened, a flicker of something, regret, maybe — passing across his face. “That’s not fair.”

“Isn’t it?” I shot back. “You weren’t there when I needed you.”

For a long moment, Dominic did not say anything.

“I’m here now,” he remarked, soft and quiet.

And I wanted to believe him, I wanted to believe that he could have protected them if I did not leave, that he could somehow fix all of this, but I could not shake the years of hurt, the years of doing everything alone.

I wiped at my cheeks again, trying to force the tears to stop knowing that crying would not help. Worrying would not help.

Dominic glanced at me briefly, his expression softening. “We’ll find them, Samantha,” he reassured “You’ll see them soon.”

Something about the way he said it made me pause, and for a moment, he almost looked... worried. But not for himself.

For me.

I turned away quickly, my throat tight as I muttered, “Drive faster.”

Dominic pressed his foot down on the gas, and the car surged forward, but my thoughts were racing even faster.

What if something had already happened to them?

I clenched my fists in my lap, forcing myself to breathe. They were okay. They had to be okay.

But no matter how hard I tried to convince myself, the fear refused to let go.

The moment we pulled up to the driveway, I was out of the car before Dominic could even cut the engine. Gravel crunched under my boots as I sprinted toward the front door.

“Samantha!” Dominic’s voice called behind me, but I did not stop.

The door swung open before I could reach it, and Annie appeared, her face pale, her hair in disarray. Her wide eyes locked onto mine, and I felt my heart stop.

“Where are they?” I demanded.