All Chapters of The Alpha's Secret Twins: Rise Of The Rejected Luna: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CANDICE.The words hit me like ice water down my spine. I moved without thinking, pulling Leo back against my chest and turning his body away from Killian in one smooth motion. My voice came out sharper than I meant it to."Leo." I dropped to one knee, gripping his shoulders. "Don't say things like that."Leo blinked up at me, confusion written all over his small face. "But Mummy—""I said don't." I cupped his face with both hands, making him look only at me. "You know better than to say things like that about strangers. We talked about this. About keeping what we sense to ourselves."Leo's brows drew together in that stubborn way he had when he thought I was wrong. He stared at me, then glanced past my shoulder at Killian, then back again. Something settled in his expression, like he'd already made his mind up."He's not a stranger," Leo said quietly. "He helped you find us. And he smells... right. Like pack.""Leo." My tone left no room for argument.He pressed his lips together tig

CANDICE. I left at five in the morning. The pack house was completely dark and silent. I moved through the east corridor and out the side door without seeing anyone. The unknown number had replied within minutes of my message — a location, a time, clean and specific. Whoever it was knew how to communicate with someone who didn't have time for anything unnecessary. Thirty minutes out. Back roads. A car park off the northern woodland route. I went alone. The meeting was short. The person confirmed what I already suspected — Hawthorne's preparation phase was complete, his next move was imminent, and everything connected back to Leo's bloodline. They pointed me toward Rowan's archive. Said the file was buried there. I was back at the pack house before six thirty. --- The place was still half-asleep, morning light barely cutting through the windows. My eyes were gritty and I could feel the lack of sleep in every step as I headed straight for the command center. Claude was

KILLIAN.I did not sleep at all.By the time morning came I had already been sitting in the kitchen for nearly an hour when Darian walked in.“She is asking about the wedding date again,” he said.I looked up from my coffee. “Who is?”“Michelle. Her brother has been blowing up Claude’s phone since before eight. The Council wants an announcement before the end of the month.”I stayed silent.Darian poured himself a cup and leaned against the counter. “The kids are up. Leo already found the training grounds from the window. Looked like he wanted to run straight out there.”“I know,” I said. “I watched him from upstairs.”Darian raised an eyebrow. “Did you now.”“Do not start Darian. Not today.”He lifted his hands. “I am just saying he moves exactly like you. Same stance. Same way he plants his left foot. But I will drop it.”Footsteps came down the hall. Leo’s quick ones first, then Candice’s steadier steps, and Lia’s smaller shuffle.They walked into the kitchen together.Leo saw me a

CANDICE.I was still staring at Claude’s message, trying to make sense of it, when the front gate alarm suddenly went off.Not the loud attack siren. Just that single, polite visitor tone. Someone important had shown up without warning.I quickly switched to the gate camera feed. Three black vehicles were rolling in slowly. The lead car had an old pack crest I didn’t recognize at first. I had to check it twice before the name popped up.Ironwood Pack.My stomach did a weird flip.Darian burst into the command center, looking tense. “You seeing this shit?”“Ironwood,” I said, eyes locked on the screen. “Who the fuck called them?”“Killian knew they were coming. He didn’t say a word to anyone else.” Darian came and stood beside me. “Their Alpha is Brenda Voss. You know anything about her?”I already had her file pulled up. “Thirty-four. Took over from her father eight years ago. Sharp. Respected. And yeah… she and Killian have history. Real history.”The convoy stopped at the main entra

KILLIAN.I read the message three times, hoping the words would somehow rearrange themselves into something less terrifying.We know the twins are inside Crescent Moon. We know their schedule. We know which room they sleep in. You have until sunrise to bring Leo out voluntarily. Or we take him ourselves.I set the phone down on the desk with forced calm. My hands were shaking so badly I almost knocked it off the edge.“Someone inside this pack,” I said, voice low and rough, “sent them everything.”Candice was already standing. That cold, professional mask had slammed back into place like the heat between us earlier had never existed. Her fingers flew across the keyboard.“Room assignments, daily schedules, movement patterns,” she muttered. “This kind of detail… only people with direct access to the guest wing could’ve sent it.” She looked up at me, eyes sharp and furious. “How many people knew exactly which rooms the kids were sleeping in?”I rubbed my face hard. “Marta. Darian. Claud