Hiding My Twin Pups From their Alpha Dad novel Chapter 55

Felicia stared at Damien, her breath coming in shallow gasps, her heart pounding against her ribs.

“No.”

Her voice was shaky, filled with disbelief. She shook her head, stepping back as her legs threatened to give out beneath her.

“Lucien betrayed us. He stood there, Damien. He let Danielle mock me. He let her keep us chained like animals!”

She could still hear his voice, so cold, so distant.

“No.”

That word had shattered her.

Had broken the last bit of hope she had left.

Lucien had been her friend, her protector—and he had left them to rot.

Hadn’t he?

Damien grabbed her shoulders, forcing her to meet his intense gaze.

“Felicia, listen to me.” His voice was firm, steady. “It’s not true. Lucien didn’t betray you.”

Felicia’s body trembled, her mind screaming at her to reject it. How could Damien defend him?

“He just stood there,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “He didn’t even look at the boys, Damien. He let them beg for him to help. He let them cry. He didn’t say a word.”

Damien’s jaw tightened, his green eyes burning with something fierce—something heavy.

“Because he couldn’t.”

Felicia stilled, her breath hitching.

“What?”

Damien exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair.

“Lucien was never on Danielle’s side. He was also a victim of her scheme.”

Felicia’s chest tightened painfully, but she stayed silent, waiting for him to continue.

Damien’s expression darkened, his fists clenching at his sides.

“Danielle was torturing Georgina and the twin girls. She was keeping them locked up, hurting them, using them to control Lucien. The only way she would stop… was if he helped her.”

Felicia’s eyes widened, her heart stuttering in her chest.

Georgina. Lucien’s fiancée. The woman he thought was dead. And their daughters. The ones he never knew existed.

“No…” Felicia whispered, shaking her head. “She wouldn’t—”

But she knew she was lying to herself.

Danielle would.

Danielle had no limits, no conscience, no remorse.

“Then how did you find us?” she croaked, her throat raw.

Damien’s gaze darkened.

“Lucien sent me secret messages. He made sure I knew where to look. That’s how I tracked you down.”

Felicia’s breath shuddered. Lucien had been risking his life to save them—and she had hated him for it.

Tears pricked her eyes, but she swallowed them back, forcing herself to stay strong. She didn’t have time to fall apart now.

“Where is he?” she asked hoarsely.

Damien hesitated, then muttered, “With Danielle. Buying us more time.”

Felicia’s stomach clenched. Lucien was still with her. Still playing the role of her loyal follower. Still enduring her cruelty to protect them.

Felicia closed her eyes, her heart aching.

“We have to get him out.”

Damien nodded. “We will. But first, we’re getting you and the boys to safety.”

Felicia opened her eyes, looking at her sons—so small, so weak.

Danny clutched her hand, his fingers cold and trembling.

Max leaned against her, his breathing shallow. They needed her to be strong. Lucien needed her to be strong. She took a deep breath, then grabbed Damien’s hand.

“Let’s go.”