Hiding My Twin Pups From their Alpha Dad novel Chapter 89
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Eva knew beauty didn’t last. What mattered now was instinct. Every sound, every shift in the wind screamed of danger.
“Stay alert,” she said, low but firm. Her words rolled through the ranks like a spark to dry grass.
The rogues were coming—she could feel them, hear the low snarls building in the dark beyond the trees.
Max stood at her side, scanning the treeline. “They’re close,” he said, jaw tight.
Eva’s pulse kicked harder. This wasn’t just another ambush. The rogues had been planning for weeks, and tonight, they wanted blood. Her pack was ready, but she could feel the weight of what lay ahead pressing on her ribs like a stone. This wasn’t just survival. This was everything—her people, her legacy.
Her hand went to her sword, the familiar grip grounding her—but she knew her real strength wasn’t steel. It was what lived under her skin. What answered to the moon.
Max touched her arm briefly. “We’ll fight together.”
She met his gaze, steady and sure. “I have to, Max. I’m the Alpha now. I lead.”
Before he could answer, the rogues broke through the trees, howling as they charged.
Eva didn’t hesitate. She dropped to her knees and let the change take her. Bones shifted, fur rolled down her arms, claws split through her skin. The wolf rose fast, fierce, and hungry.
She was already airborne before the transformation finished.
Her warriors followed, but Eva struck first. She tore into the rogues like a storm, all speed and fury, her fangs bared, eyes glowing bright gold. Every move was clean, lethal. The rogues barely touched her before they hit the ground.
The moon lit her like fire. She looked like something wild and unstoppable.
From the treeline, Sylvester watched—hidden in shadow, silent. His eyes tracked her as she moved, a mix of admiration and something darker stirring beneath it.
“She’s stronger than I thought,” he muttered, almost reverent.
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