Hiding My Twin Pups From their Alpha Dad novel Chapter 87

The night sky over Silverstone was full of stars, but inside the packhouse, the air felt heavy. The gathering had been planned for weeks—a formal ceremony to announce Eva’s mate, to honor her bond, and restore unity.

But Eva had called it off that morning.

Now, wolves stood in groups across the courtyard, murmuring behind their hands. Some confused. Some offended. Others, unsure of what it all meant. The elders whispered about tradition. The younger warriors debated her choices. The tension was everywhere.

Eva stood on the balcony above them, watching, listening, and refusing to apologize.

Her crown glinted in the moonlight, her cloak billowing softly behind her. When she finally stepped forward to speak, silence spread like a wave.

“I know many of you came tonight expecting a mating ceremony,” Eva said, her voice loud and clear. “You came to see me choose. To see someone claim me.”

She paused, letting the silence settle.

“But I won’t be claimed by anyone until I claim myself.”

Gasps echoed. A few elders exchanged sharp glances. Some nodded with quiet pride. Others turned away, shaking their heads.

“I know this isn’t how it’s done,” she continued. “But I’m not here to follow rules written by those who never thought someone like me would lead. I carry a child. I carry a pack. I carry a legacy that was nearly lost. And I will carry all of it—on my own terms.”

She stepped back. No more words. No room for debate.

When she returned inside, Tiana was waiting.

“You really know how to stir a pot,” her sister said, arms crossed but smiling.

Eva sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “They think I’m reckless.”

“No,” Tiana said. “They think you’re dangerous.”

Eva blinked.

Tiana stepped closer. Her voice softened, but it was still fierce. “You’re not weak. You’re terrifying. That’s why they whisper.”