Hiding the Alpha's Twins: His Wolfless Luna
Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Chapter 38

Samantha’s POV

“They’re gone. I don’t know how—” Annie’s voice cracked, but I was not listening anymore.

The words echoed in my head, pounding like a drum. Gone. My legs felt numb, but I pushed past her into the house. My eyes darted around frantically, looking for any sign of Devon or Diana. Their laughter, their little shoes in the hallway, anything. But there was none.

“Where are they?” I shouted, spinning to face Annie. She flinched, her hands wringing together as she tried to speak.

“I... I don’t know, Samantha. I was... I left for just a second. I swear. They were here. I don’t—”

Dominic spoke, cutting through her panicked rambling. “Where were you when they disappeared?”

I knew he was angry, I could hear it in his voice, but it was buried under his calm face. I could not say the same for myself. My chest heaved as I fought to keep breathing through the panic and anger.

“The backyard,” Annie stammered. “They were playing. I came inside to grab their snacks, and when I went back out—” Her voice broke. “They were just... gone.”

I staggered back, my knees threatening to give out. Dominic caught my arm, steadying me. I shrugged him off, blinking hard against the tears that were already spilling over.

“They couldn’t have just vanished!” I yelled, my voice shaking. “Someone took them.”

Dominic’s gaze darkened, his jaw clenching. “Annie, has anyone been near the house today? Anyone suspicious?”

She shook her head quickly. “No. No one. I swear!”

Dominic exhaled harshly, dragging a hand through his hair before turning to me. “We need to split up. I’ll search the area with the patrols. You—”

“I’m coming with you,” I cut him off, leaving no room for argument.

He looked like he wanted to argue, but he did not. Instead, he nodded, already pulling his phone from his pocket. “I’ll call Killian. His men can help search the perimeter. We will find them, Samantha.”

I swallowed hard, barely hearing him. My head was spinning with every worst case scenario I could imagine. What if they were hurt? What if—

No. I couldn’t let myself think like that.

“Let’s go,” I said, forcing my legs to move.

We started with the roads around Killian’s pack. Dominic was silent beside me as he scanned the trees and fields that stretched along the road. Every shadow, every movement had me flinching, hoping that it was my twins.

“They’re smart kids,” Dominic said suddenly, as if reading my thoughts. “Devon wouldn’t let anything happen to Diana.”

His words were meant to be reassuring, but they only made the lump in my throat grow tighter. “They’re just children,” I whispered. “They shouldn’t have to protect each other.”

Dominic did not reply.

We drove slowly, stopping every few minutes to search the sides of the road. Dominic called out their names into the quiet woods. I followed behind him, my hands trembling as I pushed through bushes and peered behind boulders and large trees, desperate for any sign of them.

Nothing.

“They’re not here,” I muttered, wiping the sweat from my forehead and my voice broke as the fear crept back in. “What if we are looking in the wrong place?”

Dominic turned to me. “We’re not giving up. Keep moving.”

I nodded weakly, though the weight in my chest made it hard to breathe.

We searched for what felt like hours, driving through every inch of the territory surrounding Killian’s pack. As the minutes stretched into hours, my desperation grew deeper, and my anxiety rose. My thoughts spiraled out of control; had they wandered off? Were they scared? Were they even still here?

I could not stop the tears from slipping down my cheeks. I turned away from Dominic, trying to hide them, but I knew he noticed. He did not say anything, though, and for that I was grateful.

We searched through the night. The forest was dark and silent, and the only sounds were coming from our footsteps as we pushed through the underbrush. Dominic called for the twins every few minutes, but the only reply we were getting was an echo of his own voice or the crickets in the dark. I shouted their names too, despite my throat burning, but there was no answer.

At some point, Dominic stopped me. “Samantha, we’re running in circles. We need a new plan.”

I shook my head furiously. “No! We can’t stop!”

“I’m not saying we stop,” he said firmly. “But searching blindly is not helping.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but I knew he was right. My legs were aching, and my body was heavy with exhaustion, but the thought of stopping, of giving up, made my stomach turn.

Dominic’s hand settled on my arm. “Listen to me. We’ll go back to my pack. I’ll have my men search every inch of the territory down to every road connecting us to Killian’s lands. We will cover more ground that way.”

I hesitated.  “What if they’re not anywhere?”

“They might be,” he reassured. “Trust me, Samantha.”

I stared at him for a moment, until I finally nodded. “Okay.”

The drive to Dominic’s pack felt like the longest of my life. I sat rigid in the passenger seat, my hands twisting in my lap as I stared out the window. The darkness outside seemed endless, and I could not help but imagine my children out there, alone and scared.

Dominic glanced at me occasionally, but he did not say anything. I could see the tension in his face, the way his jaw was set, and his grip tight on the wheel. He was worried too, even if he would not admit it.

When we finally pulled into the Silver Crescent Pack’s territory, Dominic did not even bother to park the car properly. He threw it into park and jumped out, already barking orders to his men.

“Search the grounds. Every building, every road, every inch of the territory. I want eyes everywhere,” he commanded. “The twins are missing, and we need to find them.”

The warriors scattered, moving quickly to follow his orders. Dominic turned back to me and said, “We’ll find them.”

I nodded, though I could not bring myself to speak.