Hiding My Twin Pups From their Alpha Dad novel Chapter 93

The night was still. Too still.

Eva stood on the balcony of the Silverstone Pack house, her golden eyes fixed on the horizon. Something in the air felt wrong. The kind of wrong that made her wolf restless, pacing beneath her skin. She gripped the railing, her knuckles white.

Max had taken a patrol out with Tiana earlier that evening. It was supposed to be a short run—just a routine sweep of the southern border. But they hadn’t returned. And now, the silence was deafening.

Suddenly, a distant howl split through the quiet.

Eva’s heart dropped. That wasn’t a call of triumph. It was a cry of warning. Of pain.

Her body reacted before her mind could catch up. She leapt from the balcony, shifting mid-air into her silver wolf, her fur glowing faintly under the moonlight. Her paws hit the earth with a thunderous impact as she bolted into the trees, wind slicing through her fur.

Flashes of red and silver lit up the forest ahead. Growls echoed through the night. The metallic stench of blood filled the air.

Vampires.

She didn’t hesitate. She surged forward, crashing into the clearing where chaos had broken loose.

Tiana was surrounded—three vampires circling her like jackals. Her arm was bleeding, and her breaths came in short, painful gasps. But her stance was firm, eyes sharp. Max was beside her, struggling to stay upright. Blood soaked through his shirt, pouring from a deep wound in his side. He looked barely conscious, his wolf trying to surface but failing.

Eva’s vision turned red.

She shifted mid-leap, human again before her feet hit the ground, her claws slicing the throat of the first vampire in a spray of dark blood. The second lunged, but she was faster—she ducked low, spun, and drove her claws through his chest, tearing him apart with a furious snarl.

“You will not touch my sister!” Eva screamed, her voice raw with fury, shaking the very air.