The Wolfless Luna's Revenge: Returning With His Secret Twins Chapter 233

[ALPHA DOMINIC’s Point of View]

There was a fire in .

A destructive kind. A kind slowly consud the soul in , and there was nothing to stop it. I tried my hardest. I tried to bury it deep down despite the pain. Despite the fear that I would soon completely succumb to it and overtake my body, I persisted. At that mont, while I struggled not to let the curse control , I understood why Olivia had given up and finally allowed it to own her. To let the darkness use her. It was sothing that you couldn’t stop once its claws had their grasp on your soul.

And I was starting to lose hope, thinking I would never get this out of my system. I was scared that I wouldn’t just lose myself but everything and everyone I cherished.

I was starting to feel terrified that I would lose my family.

The feeling was like I was looking down on myself—like I was in my astral form as I watched everyone looking hurt and worried about the way I behaved with them. But it wasn’t ! I wouldn’t ever growl at my poor little Diana.

My chest felt heavy, and it was hard to breathe. There was a strange feeling in my stomach like it was being wrenched violently, and I wanted to vomit. My mind was hazy, and I had no control over my temper. It was as if I would explode any mont, as I still tried to fight against the darkness that was overtaking my head.

All I wanted was to die so Samantha didn’t have to deal with this. So she just had to think of the kids and not . But I could tell she was fighting for as well. She wanted to have back. To save . She still wanted the life with and the twins, and that gave more courage not

to give up yet. My wife needs . My twins needed their father. And I needed all of them in my life.

Seeing Diana and Devon look scared of made feel like I was dying already.

As we all entered the mausoleum, my mind was wrapped with a familiar scent that brought thousands of mories. mories that made my heart and my stomach flutter as I slightly glanced over my shoulder and looked at my wife, whose eyes were wary, searching for any dangers and enemies that might loom under the shadows of the structure.

Closing my eyes, a mory flashed in my head. I woke up the morning after our wedding, having spent the entire night with her. That scent of hers lingered on the pillow before I realized she was already gone. Her clothes in her wardrobe were missing, leaving the ones that I bought for her.

My brows started to deepen as those emotions began to drown in resentnt and betrayal. I had to remind myself that it was the Wolf Tomb that was playing with my head and emotions, but with the curse running in my veins, I struggled to fight it.

Despite my efforts to convince myself that it wasn’t real and that those feelings were from the past and no longer mattered, I still found it difficult to ignore the dark emotions that began to consu from the inside.

I clutched my head, my teeth gnashing as I tried to pull myself together.

“Dominic?”

There was wariness in Killian’s voice, and I couldn’t bla him for it. He had been suspicious about my behavior, and I wish I could just tell them to kill , but I couldn’t. Not in front of Devon and Diana. Not in front of my twins.

Acting as if I didn’t hear him, I moved my eyes away from Samantha, but then I couldn’t resist looking back when I saw her bend down to tie Devon’s shoelaces. Her long dark hair draped down her perfect, gorgeous face, and a sigh escaped from my lips, seeing that smooth skin on the back of her neck.

“Dad! Your hands are bleeding!”

I flinched away, hiding my hand from Devon as he pointed at the dark veins that started to crawl up my shoulders and chest. Samantha sharply turned towards to look; her face was so pale she looked as if she was about to faint any mont.

“What’s wrong?” She asked as she stood, pushing the stray hairs on her face, and then walked towards . I shook my head slightly, not wanting her to get anywhere near , not because I never wanted her to co close, but because I was scared I might do sothing to her that I never really wanted to. I was scared I might hurt her.

“Don’t get too close, Samantha,” I warned her, my body tensed and sweaty. My hands trembled as I gritted my teeth. “Please don’t co any closer.”

“You’re trembling, Dominic. What is happening to you? Why is your hand still bleeding? Is it the curse?”

I pulled the sleeve of my shirt down my wrist and shook my head gently. I tried to look calm and collected, but deep inside, there was a storm raging violently in . “I’m alright. This is just a small cut. It will heal.”

“But it is not healing—”

“Let’s focus now on what’s more important!” I retorted, not intending to sound harsh, but now it was too late to take it back. “I will be alright.”

But despite my warning, Samantha bravely closed the gap between us and put her hands on my chest as she tilted her head up to stare into my darkened, troubled eyes.

“I know this is hard, Dominic. But we can do it. We will get rid of the curse and make everything turn back into normal again. We will all go back to Silver Crescent, safe and unhard.”

“You don’t know that,” I scowled at her and hated myself more. “You just better leave here and go back with the kids.”

“You need us!” Her eyes suddenly turned sharp as she glared at . “I know the lives of the kids are in danger as well, but we can’t leave you here, Dominic. Like what Diana said, she and Devon want to help us. We can’t open the Wolf Tomb without them.”

I felt the weight of Killian’s gaze on because Samantha was right. We indeed needed Devon and Diana to open the Wolf Tomb.

“Do you still have the dicine I brought you?” Killian finally asked as he folded his arms on his chest, still not putting his guard down around .

The bottle of Moongrass potion was in my pocket, but I haven’t drunk it yet. I wanted to, but when I tried, it felt like lava down my throat.

The curse was causing my body to reject it.

“Everything will be okay, my love.” Samantha’s gentle, soothing voice sohow brought ease in my heart despite the feeling as if I was being burned alive. “I am here with the twins.”

My heart skipped a beat, wanting to hold my wife against , but she smiled at with sad eyes and then noticed sothing on Killian, which made her frown.

Then I noticed Killian’s arm was bleeding too.

“Oh, Killian. Why didn’t you tell about your wound? Co here and let clean and change the bandage. I thought this one was already healed!”

I let out an angry snarl, thinking that it was just a delay in ti. But when I watched how skillfully Samantha dressed Killian’s wounds and how her fingers touched his bare skin, sothing inside wanted to explode, and the urge to ram Killian against the wall and slit his throat so he could never touch my wife ever again!

To my anger, I snatched the bandage from Samantha’s hand and then snarled, “I’ll do it!”

Killian and Samantha were baffled at what I did, and even I felt ashad at the behavior I showed in front of them, especially since the kids were there, who were both giving a worried look. Killian shook his head, and Samantha scowled at . “What is wrong with you, Dominic? Stop it!”

Should I tell her? I wondered if she hadn’t known yet...

The anger was just too impossible to stop. I grabbed Samantha’s wrist and pulled her against . My face was so close to her as I pulled with my lips, baring my razor-sharp teeth at her, making her know that I disliked how close she was with Killian. Samantha’s eyes widened, too baffled to even speak a word.

“Not in front of , Samantha,” I snarled at her, my eyes glowing purple as my hand tightened around her wrist. Then I lowered my voice, audible enough for her to hear as I hissed, “Have you forgotten he also has the curse in him!? How sure are you that Killian is not using you to transfer that curse to you?!”