Hiding My Twin Pups From their Alpha Dad novel Chapter 32

The world stood still.

Felicia’s heartbeat thundered in her ears, drowning out everything else—the whispers of the wind, the labored breaths of the warriors, the distant howls in the forest.

She couldn’t believe what she had just heard.

He killed your brother.

Damien’s words echoed in her mind, over and over, like a drum beating against her skull.

No. It couldn’t be true. It couldn’t.

Her vision blurred as she looked around the battlefield, at the blood-stained ground, at the warriors frozen in shock, waiting for what would happen next. Her chest tightened as a sinking feeling clawed at her insides.

She lifted her gaze, her eyes locking onto Damien, and for the first time in a long time, she saw something different in him. Not anger. Not hatred. But raw, painful honesty.

Her voice came out in a whisper, shaky and uncertain. “What are you talking about, Damien?”

Damien took a step forward, his face a mask of barely contained rage. But his voice, when he spoke, was steady and lethal.

“I’m talking about Lucien,” he said, his eyes darkening. “About what he’s done. You think he’s protecting you? That he’s keeping you safe?” He let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head. “He’s the reason your family is broken, Felicia.”

Felicia felt suffocated, like the air had suddenly been stolen from her lungs. She clenched her fists. “Stop being vague, Damien. If you’re going to say something like that, then tell me everything.”

Damien’s jaw tightened. His hands curled into fists before he exhaled sharply, as if forcing himself to remain calm.

“You know about the rogue attack on my pack,” he started, his voice sharp as a blade.

Felicia swallowed, nodding slowly. She had heard about it. Everyone had.

“They didn’t just come to cause chaos,” Damien continued. “They were there for a purpose.” His eyes flickered with something dark. “They killed my clairvoyant.”

Felicia inhaled sharply. His clairvoyant?

The clairvoyant of a pack was its spiritual guide, the wolf who could see into the unseen, sense threats before they arrived. Killing one was more than just an attack—it was a declaration of war.

“That’s not all,” Damien added. His voice hardened, his body tense with barely restrained fury. “We caught one of the rogues.”

Felicia’s stomach tightened. “And?”

Damien’s next words shattered everything.

“The rogue confessed,” he said, each word laced with venom and truth. “He said Lucien sent him.”

Felicia felt like the ground beneath her tilted, like she was falling into a deep, endless abyss.

She turned to Lucien, her entire body trembling. Her heart screamed for him to deny it, for him to tell her this was all a lie.

Her voice was barely above a whisper, but the weight of her words could break mountains.

“Is this true?”

Lucien’s golden eyes widened slightly, as if he hadn’t expected this moment to come.