All Chapters of ENTANGLED WITH THE ALPHA TWINS: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

DANIELA’S POV The warehouse crouched at the edge of the old industrial district like a forgotten beast. Rust clung to its bones. Shadows clung to its corners. When Thomas pulled the car to a stop, the air outside tasted like metal and damp concrete. A lonely bulb above the steel door flickered, its weak light trembling as if afraid of what lived inside. Nackos message still echoed in my skull and it pushed me forward with a hunger I could no longer suppress. I needed to see her with my own eyes. I needed to face the monster wearing human skin. Sometimes I wondered how people lived with themselves after destroying someone else’s life. Did they sleep peacefully. Did they breathe easily. Did they feel anything at all. Yes, I had a night with Alexander. One stupid drunken night where I was not myself. But I never wanted to interfere in his life or his Luna’s life. That was why I carried the weight of that pregnancy alone. I did everything alone until the day I gave birth, and that was

DANIELA’S POV “How is she?” I whispered under my breath as I moved through the sterile, echoing corridors of the hospital, my heels clicking sharply against the tile. Each step felt heavier than the last, like gravity had decided my chest was a boulder to carry. My hands were trembling, though I tried to hide it by clenching my fists at my sides. My wolf stirred inside me, restless and uneasy, sniffing the air, tasting the sharp tang of antiseptic and fear. The closer I got, the more my heart hammered against my ribs, threatening to break free. Every corner I turned made my breath catch. Every passing nurse or doctor that looked at me like I was an intruder made my pulse spike. I had to see Viviana and know how she was doing before my hearg popped out of my chest. I swallowed hard at what Laura said earlier, her confession and the fact that I learned that she wasn't the one who sent the killer to my property. I sighed again at what Thomas told me where they had found her, cheating

ALPHONCE’S POV“Sir, we are under attack. We need...” The voice on the line cut off abruptly as a bullet slammed through the receiver. My hand jerked, and I slammed the phone down, fumbling to dial another number with a heart hammering against my chest.“Ricko?” I breathed out, my mind racing. The call came from one of my men left to watch over Gloria. I had underestimated her. She hadn’t regretted a single thing.“Yes, sir,” came Ricko’s steady voice, dragging me back from the edge of panic.“Send your toughest men to the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of Perk Pack,” I barked, my head throbbing from the chaos of the day. The events kept piling up, each one harder to process than the last. My thoughts scrambled like a storm in my chest.“And three others at VanYard Hospital. Move now.” I cut the call before he could respond.I shoved the phone into my pocket, knowing exactly what I had to do. I had to be there. I had to help my men.“Make sure no one enters except me or Miss Gif

ALEXANDER’S POV"Enough of these lies!" I blurted out, anger riding my voice like fire, but Gift didn’t even flinch.Not even a blink."Tell me where you took my Luna to." I continued sharply before she could open her mouth. My eyes were glaring daggers at her as I stepped back, trying to control the storm raging inside me."Sir, it’s..."I waved my hand at Lucas, cutting him off without sparing him a glance.Because the truth was… something about Gift messed with my mind in ways I hated to admit.I felt something for her, something I couldn’t name, couldn’t understand, and definitely couldn’t allow.I had even helped her friend get the medical treatment she needed only because I couldn’t stand seeing her devastated. Couldn’t stand the brokenness in her eyes.Couldn’t stand what Alphonce told me earlier.Yes, Alphonce was the one who told me what happened to Vivian.He had swallowed his pride, put aside his ego, and called me for help.And that was the moment the truth hit me like a p

DANIELA’S POV The shock on Alexander’s face hit me first. His forehead tightened, his mouth fell open, and his eyes bulged as if he truly believed a ghost had walked into the room. His fingers loosened around the gun just slightly, enough to show the tremor he was fighting to hide.And yet… I felt nothing.There was no thrill, no long-dreamed satisfaction. I always thought that if this moment ever came, him seeing me, recognizing me, realizing the truth he buried, I would smile, maybe even feel some twisted sense of victory. But as he stared at me as if his world had snapped open, there was nothing inside me. No happiness. No satisfaction.It felt… empty. As if part of me had always known he would discover me again. As if a small and pathetic piece of me thought he would find me on his own.What a fool.I forced that thought out of my head, snapping myself back to the room, to the woman tied to the chair behind us and to the silver needles warming in my hand.“What is so surprising,