Hiding the Alpha's Twins: His Wolfless Luna
Chapter 50

Chapter 50: Chapter 50

Samantha’s POV

Trust was one thing that once it was broken it could no longer be fixed. And I knew that even if I tried to trust him again, I would not be able to completely do it. To return to the Silver Crescent pack and live with him, be his Luna, it would be a nightmare that would keep me on my tiptoes, walking on a tiny thread that would shatter me once again with even one minor mistake he would make. Could I risk it? Could I gamble with my heart again? It was a difficult decision especially since it was not just me who would be in this, I now have the twins to worry about too. I did not want them to undergo what I went through. It would break me to see them suffer because of their own father.

My heart felt like it had been thrown into a storm, torn between the past that refused to loosen its grip and the present that demanded something I was not sure I could give.

“Trust you?” I repeated softly, more to myself than to him. My voice wavered, barely a whisper, but he heard it. Of course, he did. Dominic’s sharp senses never missed anything, sometimes he just did not bother to care, like in the past.

“Yes. That’s all I am asking.” He spoke as if the trust was just a mere worthless coin to bet on a gambling table. Didn’t he understand yet how important trust is? It was worth more than everything, even more than this thing we call ‘love’, that when the trust was broken, it could never be returned to its complete and original state anymore, no matter how much you forgive and forget.

I let out a hollow laugh, shaking my head. “That’s all? Do you have any idea how impossible that feels right now?”

He stepped closer, his towering frame making me feel both small and exposed. “I know I have given you plenty of reasons not to. I have made mistakes, more than I can count. But this is not about the past, Samantha. It is about the future, about us, and think about the twins.”

He may be right. This was not just about me anymore. But how could I ignore the years of hurt, betrayal, and the scars he had left on my heart?

I turned away, needing the space to breathe, to think. My arms wrapped around myself as if they could shield me from the memories threatening to overwhelm me. “You do not get it, Dominic,” I uttered. “It is not just about trusting you with my life or my safety. It is about trusting you with my heart. And you have shattered that before.”

“I know.” His voice softened, and for a moment, it was not the Alpha speaking, but the man I had once dared to care for. “I know I hurt you. And I will never forgive myself for that. But things are different now. I am different.”

I spun around, anger flaring in my chest. “Different? How? Because you suddenly decided you want to play hero? Because you think a few promises and a title will fix everything?” My voice rose, and I did not care if the twins heard me anymore.

Dominic’s jaw tightened, but he did not back down. “No, Samantha. Because I have seen what my choices have cost me. Cost us. And I am trying to make things right, even if you can’t see it yet.”

I shook my head, frustration bubbling to the surface. “You do not understand, Dominic. You did not see what it did to me, to walk away from everything, to leave behind the one person I—” I stopped myself, biting down on the words that threatened to spill out.

“To leave behind the one person you what?” he pressed, it was quiet but insistent. He wanted me to say the word, to tell him.

But I dared not to. I had proven him before, but he chose not to see it. I was not going to tell him now. I was done.

“It doesn’t matter,” I snapped, turning my back to him again and my hands trembled as I tried to calm myself despite the memories that flooded my head. The way he had touched Olivia, the coldness in his voice when he spoke to me back then, the way he had ignored the cracks forming in our fragile bond. He did not care.

Dominic sighed heavily. “It matters to me. Everything about you matters to me now, Samantha. That is what I am trying to make you understand.”

I turned back to him with my eyes burning with unshed tears. “And what happens when it does not matter anymore, Dominic? When this... effort you are putting in becomes too much? What happens when Richard wins, or Olivia finds another way to weasel into your life? Do you expect me to keep picking up the pieces of your mistakes?”

His face fell, and for the first time, I saw something in him that I had never seen before: vulnerability. “I do not have all the answers, Samantha,” he admitted. “But I know one thing for certain, I can’t do this without you. I can’t protect them without you. And I do not want to try not to have you again.”

The honesty in his voice chipped away at the walls I had built, but I was not ready to let them crumble. Not yet. I could still hold on. “You say that now. But what happens when things get hard again? When we become too much for you to care? Will you push me away like you did before? Will you go back running to Olivia for comfort?”

Dominic stepped closer, his hands clenched at his sides as if he were holding himself back from reaching for me. “I won’t,” he said firmly. “I can’t promise perfection, Samantha. But I can promise that I will fight for you, for them, for us. Every single day.”

The sincerity in his eyes made it hard to breathe. I wanted to believe him, more than anything. But trust was not something that could be rebuilt with words alone.

“I need time... I can’t give you an answer right now,” I admitted.

Dominic nodded, though I could see the disappointment in his eyes. “Take all the time you need. Just... don’t shut me out completely. Please.”

I looked away, unable to face the raw emotion in his eyes, fearing that I might surrender to his pleas. “I do not know if I can do this, Dominic.”

“You can,” he coaxed softly, and with a conviction that I could not muster. “Because you are the strongest person I have ever known. And because Devon and Diana need you.”

His words lingered long after he left, leaving me sitting on the edge of the couch, staring at the door he had walked through, with questions spinning in my head.

Could I really do this? Could I risk everything for the chance at a life where my children were safe, where they could know their father, where I could finally stop running?

And more importantly, could I open my heart to Dominic again, knowing the pain he had caused me once before?