All Chapters of Hiding the Alpha’s Twins: His Wolfless Luna: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Samantha’s POVOlivia’s face still lingered in my mind, the way she had looked at me before I left the pack grounds. That smug smile. That group of wolves hanging on her every word like she was some queen. It was not new to me anymore. Olivia always thrived on being the center of attention, making sure I was on the outside looking in. But today, it had gotten under my skin in a way I could not shake.The way she tilted her head with a smile just wide enough to feel like a challenge made my stomach stir. She did not even have to say anything. That was the worst part. She knew how to needle me without lifting a finger.I let out a heavy breath as I sank deeper into the couch. My shoes were still on and my bag dropped somewhere by the door. I did not even have the energy to care. My body felt like it was running on fumes, but my brain would not shut off.What was I even doing there? Going back to that pack, and walking into this mess, it felt like I had walked into a fire willingly. And

Samantha’s POV“Mom, why does your face go red every time Alpha Dominic is around?”Diana’s question made me choke on my water. I coughed, sputtering as Diana giggled uncontrollably and Annie raised a single, knowing eyebrow from across the dining table. My cheeks burned hotter than the sun, and I struggled to compose myself, waving off Annie’s attempt to hand me a napkin.“I don’t—” I started, then stopped, realizing any denial would only make things worse. Devon was staring at me with his arms crossed, his face far too serious for a six-year-old, while Diana leaned forward eagerly, clearly enjoying my discomfort.“You do, though,” Diana chirped, grinning. “It’s like you are allergic to him or something. You always act weird.”“I do not act weird,” I muttered, stabbing at the salad on my plate with far more force than necessary.“You totally do,” Devon said, smirking now. And that smirk, it was the same one Dominic wore when he knew he had the upper hand in a situation. Oh, great. My

Samantha’s POV"Do you even realize how much you affect me?" Dominic murmured, his breath brushing my skin as his lips pressed against mine again, hungrier this time.I barely had a chance to think, much less respond. Every kiss, every touch, sent my mind spinning. It was maddening, and addictive. His hands rested on my waist, fingers curling slightly, like he needed to keep me close or risk losing me again.And the worst part? I did not want him to let go.But I could not ignore the chaos bubbling inside me. The guilt gnawed at the edges of my mind, the doubt clawing its way into the heat of the moment. My twins.I pulled back slightly, pressing my hands against his chest. And I felt his heartbeat thundered beneath my fingertips, matching the erratic rhythm of my own. “Dominic, wait.”His brows furrowed and the intensity in his eyes softened just a fraction. “What’s wrong?”“I…” I struggled for the right words, my chest heaving as I tried to calm my breath. “I can’t… We can’t just…

[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]A soft groan escaped from my lips.A soft ray of morning light made me blink several times as I realized the sun was already up. But the cold breeze escaping from the slight opening of the window made me want to stay longer in bed. Every inch of me was aching as I attempted to move to my side. A strong arm pillowed underneath my head as Domic wrapped my hair around his fingers, carefully so he wouldn’t wake me.I wanted to smile, for him to know I was already awake. But I wanted to enjoy more this gentle side of him as he leisurely traced the curve of my shoulder with the tip of his finger.Last night was like a dream to me—a dream I had always wanted but was too scared to risk. Dominic had always been like a fire to me. He was the warmth in the middle of the winter night but would burn me alive once I completely submitted to my desire.Everything that happened last night was still fresh in my memory.His warm breath was divine to my skin as he planted small

[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]“Goddess, it’s awful,” I murmured to myself in frustration and self-disappointment as I leaned against the wall while I looked emptily at the window panel in front of me. The scene there was usual. The streets were buzzing with busy people while the lampposts started to lighten and make the city lively during the night. I looked down at my wristwatch and saw that it was already six in the evening and yet I couldn’t move. My mind was still foggy with the thoughts and the possibilities when finally, I had the courage to choose between them. If only I had been honest with myself, maybe I would have prevented it. Maybe Killian didn’t have to feel so wrecked after finding out that Dominic and I began seeing each other again.How could I explain to him that it was something I had no control over? How would I tell him that it was always Dominic, no matter how hard I tried to stop myself? I looked up at the ceiling and thought about the decisions I made while watc