The Wolfless Luna's Revenge: Returning With His Secret Twins Chapter 34

Samantha’s POV

“Mom, why do you sll like him?” I froze mid-step at Devon’s innocent question.

The twins stood in the doorway of the living room with their faces scrunched in confusion. Devon’s nose twitched as if he was still trying to figure out where the scent was coming from, and Diana was clutching her stuffed wolf tightly, her small brows furrowed.

The question struck like lightning and my breath hitched as I stared at them, my heart hamring in my chest.

“What do you an?” I asked carefully, even though I already knew the answer.

“That uncle from the hotel,” Devon said, his voice insistent. “The one who bought us food when we got lost.”

Dominic.

My stomach churned. How could they recognize his scent on ? I had showered twice since the confrontation at his mother’s house, scrubbing at my skin as if I could erase the mory of his touch. Yet, sohow, my children had picked up on sothing I could not hide. And ti was indeed catching up. They were growing up so fast that I feared sooner or later, they might be able to recognize their own father already. And I was not yet prepared for that.

“That’s impossible,” I said, shaking my head, trying to sound dismissive. “You must be imagining things.”

“No, Mom!” Diana chid in, her little voice was stubborn, seconding on her brother. “It’s him. I rember. It slls like him. Did you see him?”

My legs felt like they were going to give out. I forced myself to stay calm and crouched down so I was at their eye level. “Okay, slow down. Why do you think it’s him?”

Devon crossed his arms over his chest, his expression serious in a way that reminded too much of Dominic. “Because we rember his sll. And you sll like him now. Did you et with him?”

I blinked, trying to process their words, and avoided their question. They rembered his scent from the Summit? From the brief interaction they’d had with him? That should not have been possible. And yet, here they were, staring at like I was hiding so big secret.

“Devon, Diana,” I called them gently, “you t a lot of people at the Summit. Maybe you’re just confused.”

Diana frowned. “We’re not confused, Mommy. It’s him. Why do you sll like him?”

How could I explain this without revealing everything? Without exposing truths I was not ready for them, or myself to face?

I stood up, brushing my hands on my pants as if the action could ground . “Why don’t you two go play for a while?” I said and Devon’s eyes narrowed. “You’re not answering,” he replied, looking at suspiciously.

The twins were beginning to ask questions, and soon, they might begin asking more about their father, I knew that when the ti ca, I might not be able to lie to them anymore. I just hope that when that ti cos, they will understand why I hid the truth from them.

Before I could respond, Diana tugged on my sleeve, her voice softer now. “Is he... important that you t with him?”

Her innocent question sent a pang through . I could not lie to them — not outright. But the truth was too dangerous, too complicated.

“Go play,” I repeated, more firmly this ti. “We’ll talk later.”

They exchanged a look, clearly unsatisfied with my answer, but thankfully, they did not push further. As they padded off toward their room, I sank onto the couch with my head in my hands.

How had things spiraled out of control so quickly?

The mory of Dominic’s hand gripping my arm flashed in my mind, unbidden. The intensity in his eyes, and the raw emotion in his voice, had shaken sothing loose inside . I had spent years building walls, convincing myself that I was over him, that I had moved on. But his presence was like a storm, tearing through every defense I had so carefully constructed.

And now, the twins had sensed it. They had felt the connection I was desperately trying to ignore.

So why couldn’t I shake this gnawing sense of uncertainty?

Later that evening, as the twins played quietly in their room I found myself standing in front of my bedroom mirror, staring at my reflection.

I thought back to the way Devon and Diana had described him after the Summit. How kind he had been, how he had bought them food and helped them return to Killian. I hadn’t thought much of it at the ti, chalking it up to a rare mont of compassion from a stranger.

Yet why did my children rember his scent so vividly?

The sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand snapped out of my spiraling thoughts. I hesitated before picking it up, the screen flashing Alpha Lucas. Killian’s father rarely called directly, and the timing imdiately set on edge.

“Alpha Lucas,” I greeted.

“Samantha,” his gruff voice replied. “I need a favor. Killian’s out of town, and sothing’s co up that requires imdiate attention.”

I frowned in curiosity. “What is it?” I asked. As the right hand woman of Killian, I would have to stand on his behalf in so etings where his Beta and his father could not be in.

“There’s a eting tomorrow morning,” he said. “It’s related to the ongoing issues we’ve been managing with the Summit and the other packs. I was scheduled to attend in Killian’s absence, but I’ve been called to deal with an urgent matter elsewhere.”

My stomach tightened at the thought that suddenly occurred to . If this was related to the events in the Summit, then Dominic would be there. As much as possible I would not want to see him again. “And you want to go?”

“You’re his third in command and trusted to represent this pack when needed. The Alphas won’t wait, and your presence will signal our strength, even in Killian’s absence.”

I opened my mouth to protest, to tell him I was not prepared for this, but Lucas cut off.

“Samantha,” he said firmly, “this is not a request. It’s a necessity. You’ve proven yourself capable of handling pressure before, and I trust you can handle this. Killian does too.”

“Yes, Alpha,” I said finally, forcing the words out.

“Good,” Lucas replied. “I’ll have the details sent to you tonight. This is also related to the rogue attack that happened to you two, so you have to be there.”

“Got it,” I replied and the call ended abruptly, leaving staring at the phone in my hand as I sighed.

The thought of walking into that eting, especially with Dominic likely in attendance was already creating a panic in my chest. Yet, there was no way out of it. Lucas was right, this was my responsibility now.

The next morning, as I prepared to leave for the eting, Diana tugged at my sleeve.

“Mom,” she said. “If you see him again, can you ask him if he rembers us?”

I stared at her, my heart breaking a little at the hope in her eyes.

“I’ll see what I can do,” I replied, ruffling her hair.