The Alpha's Hidden Heirs (Selene and Kane) novel Chapter 85

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As soon as the car pulled up in front of the hotel, I immediately recognized the building. It was the finest hotel in my pack’s territory–one owned by my father. 

Just a few days ago, I had sent some of my men to check the security here, given that most visitors preferred this place for its luxury and exclusivity. 

As I stepped out of the car, Axel was already there, holding the door open for me. He was here to support me. I got out, pulled my phone from my pocket, and checked the message again. 

“Room 902.” 

“Let’s ask at the front desk,” Axel suggested as he led the way into the hotel. 

The receptionist immediately recognized Axel since he was the Beta of our pack. But when her eyes landed on me, she looked visibly stunned. 

I assumed she had seen the news from last night’s party–where my father had publicly revealed my identity. 

“How may I assist you?” she asked with a polite smile. 

“Room 902,” I said impatiently. 

“Excuse me?” she asked, confused. 

“Where is Room 902?” Axel repeated. 

Still looking a little puzzled, she gave us directions. Axel was about to head that way, but I reached out and grabbed his hand. 

“Can I go alone? You’re right here, aren’t you? If anything happens, I’ll call you,” I pleaded. 

Axel hesitated, clearly reluctant to let me go alone. But after meeting my determined gaze, he finally gave a small nod. 

“I’m here. Just go in, get Luna, and leave. Don’t waste time talking to that man. Since you’ve already told him the children aren’t his, you owe him nothing,” Axel advised. 

I nodded slightly before making my way to the elevator. As I rode up to the ninth floor, my heart pounded in my chest. 

When I reached the room, my hands trembled. Taking a deep breath, I lifted my fist and knocked on 

the door. 

“Please be okay, Luna,” I prayed silently. 

The door opened almost immediately–but not by the person I expected. Instead, a man dressed in a staff uniform stood there, clearly part of the hotel’s room service. 

He stepped aside, holding the door open for me. “Please, ma’am,” he said respectfully. 

I cautiously stepped inside, confirming I was in the right room. As the door clicked shut behind me, I ignored everything else and walked further in. It was a lavish presidential suite. 

My eyes immediately locked onto a small child sitting at a table, carefully eating brownies with a fork. 

“Luna!” 

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I instinctively moved toward her, but a voice stopped me in my tracks. 

“Why the rush?” 

I turned sharply and found myself face–to–face with the man I despised most in this world. Kane. 

He lounged on the couch, exuding smug arrogance. Flanking him were several men dressed in all black–likely his guards. 

If I remembered correctly, Magnus had mentioned last night that Kane had arrived with his Beta and Ruby. So who were these men? 

Kane exhaled a cloud of smoke, his sharp gaze piercing into me. 

“What? You can employ my guards, but I can’t borrow a few from your side?” he asked, smirking. 

I narrowed my eyes, finally recognizing them–they were my brother’s guards. 

Had they betrayed my brother? 

“Mommy?” 

Luna’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. She had climbed down from her chair and was now running toward me. 

I crouched down, wrapping her in my arms. 

“Are you okay, baby?” I asked, kissing her cheeks, scanning her face for any signs of distress. 

To my relief, she seemed completely unharmed. Kane hadn’t hurt her. 

“Mommy, I missed you! But Uncle gave me lots of yummy food to eat!” she chirped. 

I frowned. “Didn’t I tell you not to eat anything from strangers?” 

What if Kane had laced her food with something? 

A low scoff came from Kane’s direction. 

I stood up, grasping Luna’s small hand, and turned toward the door, ready to leave. But before I could take another step, the guards blocked my path. 

“Move,” I ordered coldly. 

Kane stood up and strolled toward us, hands in his pockets. 

“You really are an ungrateful woman. You lost your child, and when someone returns her to you, you don’t even bother to say thank you,” he taunted. 

I shot him a glare. “Name your price.” 

He let out a dark chuckle, flicking his cigarette away. “Do you really think you have anything that could repay me?” 

“Then what do you want? Should I get on my knees and worship you?” I scoffed. 

His expression darkened, clearly displeased with my sarcasm. Without breaking eye contact, he turned to his men and gave an order. 

“Take the child to the other room.”