Hiding the Alpha's Twins: His Wolfless Luna
Chapter 39

Chapter 39: Chapter 39

Dominic’s POV

“Alpha, they are at Olivia’s house.”

The words came from one of my men over the phone and my grip tightened as he relayed what they had just confirmed.

“We saw two kids being brought into Olivia’s place earlier tonight,” he said. “Didn’t think much of it until we got a closer look just now. It’s them, Alpha. It’s the twins you were looking for.”

I was relieved to hear that the twins were alive and unharmed, but they were in Olivia’s house. A place they should never have been. And my pack territory was miles away from Killian’s, it would have been impossible for them to just wander around and end up here in a few hours.

She must have taken them.

And that thought made me more furious. Olivia had no right to touch the kids, worse, she had no fucking right to take them from their home. That’s kidnapping!

“I’m on my way,” I replied, ending the call without waiting for a response.

I turned to Samantha, who was pacing near the car, and her hands clenched into fists, trying to calm them from trembling. The desperation in her eyes tore at me, but I knew what I was about to tell her would both make her feel relieved and furious. Olivia had touched something she should not have.

“Samantha,” I called, stepping closer to her. I wanted to wrap my arms around her, comfort her, pull her into an embrace, and cover her with my warmth. But... Samantha wouldn’t allow that.

She stopped, looking at me with wide, frantic eyes, the worry and stress were evident in them. “Did you find them?” she asked, with clear desperation in her voice.

I nodded. “They’re at Olivia’s.”

Her entire body went rigid, her eyes narrowing as disbelief flashed across her face. “What did you just say?”

“The twins are at Olivia’s house,” I repeated as I moved closer to her and attempted to calm her down a little, not wanting a war to break out. For a moment, she just stared at me, as if trying to process what I had said. Then, her rage erupted, making me hesitate to get nearer. I already learned my lesson years ago, and that is not to push buttons with an angry she-wolf, or else you would get caught up in her flames.

“What the hell is she doing with my children?” she shouted, her voice trembling not with fear and worry anymore but with fury. “Why are they there, Dominic? Why would she take them?”

“I don’t know,” I admitted, though my own anger was simmering beneath the surface. “But we are going there now.”

“That conniving, manipulative bitch!” Samantha’s words dissolved into a frustrated scream as she spun around, slamming her hands against the side of the car. “I swear, if she’s hurt them, I will kill her instant. ”

“She won’t hurt them,” I interrupted, though the knot in my stomach betrayed my own uncertainty. “But we need to go now. Get in the car.”

Samantha glared at me with her chest heaving with ragged breaths. “You knew she was trouble,” she spat, accusingly. “You knew, and you let her stay in your life!” I gripped the steering wheel tighter, knowing that she was right, and I had been regretting every time I had spent with Olivia, which made her act on her own as if she had the right and power to do so. I should have tightened the leash on her a long time ago.

And I kept that in mind. I would not want her running around again, causing trouble, especially when it came to Samantha and her kids.

I opened the car door for her, and replied, “We will deal with Olivia after we get the twins. Right now, they’re all that matters.”

Her lips pressed into a thin line, and I thought she might argue. But then she stepped out quietly, probably reserving that pent up fury to unleash at Olivia when facing her.

“Samantha, wait!” I called after her, but she was already pounding on the door.

“Olivia!” she screamed. “Open the damn door! I know you’re in there!”

I hurried after her, placing a hand on her shoulder to steady her, but she shrugged me off. The door creaked open, revealing Olivia, her usual smug composure faltering slightly at the sight of Samantha’s wrath, but still, she smiled, a smug one, seeing Samantha’s anger and distressed state. She definitely knew that what she did was wrong, and still did it anyway to provoke Samantha. She knew how important the kids she made a mistake messing with a mother who loved her children. No she-wolf would just sit idly after learning her pups went missing.

What was Olivia thinking?!

“Samantha,” Olivia mused, dripping with fake sweetness. “What a surprise. I didn’t expect—”

And Olivia’s words were cut off when Samantha’s clenched fist collided with Olivia’s jaw, wiping off the smugness in her face, replaced with a surprised reaction. She held her cheek and looked at me with wide eyes, and a pleading look, asking for help. But I did not cave. I frowned at her, showing that I was as pissed as Samantha because I also cared for those twins.

“Cut the crap!” Samantha snapped, stepping forward. “Where are my children?”

Olivia’s eyes settled back on Samantha after realizing that I was not there to help her. “They’re safe,” she retorted strongly.

“Safe?” Samantha repeated, her voice rising. “You kidnapped them! What the hell were you thinking?”

“I didn’t kidnap them,” Olivia replied, crossing her arms. “I was protecting them.”

Samantha let out a bitter laugh. “Protecting them?” she echoed, sarcastically. “You had no right! No right to take them from me!”

“I had every right,” Olivia snapped. “Do you even realize what kind of danger they’re in? I was doing what you couldn’t, keeping them safe.”

“You’re insane,” Samantha hissed. “You took them out from my house where they were perfectly safe. You kidnapped them!”

“Enough,” I cut in, stepping between them. I turned to Olivia, containing my anger. But it did not mean forgiving or forgetting what she had done, her time will come. For now, we had to make sure the twins were okay. “Where are they?”

Olivia hesitated, her gaze flickering between us. “They are inside,” she finally admitted, stepping aside.

Samantha did not wait for further explanation as she pushed past Olivia, rushing into the house. I followed close behind, making our way to the living room.

The twins were sitting on the couch, looking confused but unharmed. The moment Samantha saw them, she let out a choked sob, falling to her knees and pulling them into a fierce hug.

“Mommy!” Diana cried, clinging to her.

Devon, quieter but no less relieved, buried his face in her shoulder.

“They’re okay,” I said softly, more to myself than anyone else, as relief washed over me.

But the moment was short-lived. Samantha turned back to Olivia, still holding the twins protectively. Her eyes were filled with a rage that burned brighter than before.

“I was looking out for them,” Olivia said defensively, though her tone wavered under Samantha’s glare.

“If you ever come near my children again,” Samantha threatened, “I swear, I will make you regret it.”

Olivia opened her mouth to respond, but the warning in Samantha’s eyes made her think better of it.

Samantha turned away, guiding the twins toward the door. I turned back to Olivia, “We’re not done here yet. You crossed a line taking the twins,” I warned her before I followed Samantha, casting one last glare at Olivia before stepping outside.