All Chapters of Twice Claimed By The Mafia Alpha and His Billionaire Twin: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

LORD DRAKE'S POV"Move."My voice cracked through the council chamber like thunder.Silence followed instantly. No arguments. Not even questions.Not after that call. Not after hearing Lucian's savage roar through the phone. Not after hearing Ariel scream.The meeting was over.Orion, the accusations, the exposed secrets—none of it mattered anymore. Only one thing did.My sons."Two trucks," I ordered as I stormed toward the doors. "Every armed man available. Bring a doctor. Now."The elders sprang into action, but I didn't wait to see who obeyed. Right now, fear was outrunning reason inside my chest.Lucian had been shot.Adrian was there too.Both of them.And every instinct I possessed was screaming that I was already too late.***The drive felt endless.Every delay felt unbearable.Beside me, the doctor checked his medical bag for the tenth time. Behind us, guards loaded magazines and checked their weapons with grim faces.No one dared speak.The air inside the convoy felt heavy.

EVANA'S POVThe call went straight to voicemail.Again.I stared at the glowing screen for three long seconds before ending the call and immediately dialing again.Same thing.My jaw tightened."Come on, Ariel..."The office was deserted. Every desk sat abandoned. Computer monitors had gone dark hours ago, and half-finished coffee cups lingered like forgotten ghosts of the day shift. Even the cleaning crew had gone home hours ago.I was the only fool still working.Then again, exposing powerful people never followed office hours.I rubbed my tired eyes and leaned back in my chair. The investigation files spread across my desk blurred together. I wasn't reading anymore. My thoughts kept circling back to one person.Ariel.For over a week, she had vanished. No visits. No messages. No calls.At first, I convinced myself she was just busy. Then her phone stopped working.I went to Adrian's place, but his guards refused to let me through the estate gates, and suddenly, none of it made sens

ADRIAN’S POV“This isn’t Ariel’s blood.”Lucian said it at the exact same moment I did.The room fell silent.Machines kept beeping somewhere behind us, too loud now. One of the doctors slowly stepped back while Lucian ripped the necklace from Lord Drake’s hand again, bringing the bloodstained lace closer to his nose.His expression darkened instantly.“It’s human,” he growled. “Female. But not hers.”I took the torn lace carefully, my fingers tightening around the delicate fabric.Ariel wore this last night.I could still smell traces of her on it beneath the blood; vanilla, smoke from the fire, fear. But not pain.Relief hit hard enough to make my legs weaken.She was alive.Then suspicion followed immediately after.I lifted my gaze toward Lord Drake.“You faked this.”His jaw flexed hard.“I did not.”Lucian moved before anyone could blink. One violent step forward sent a doctor stumbling backward into a tray of medical tools.“Stop lying to us.”The windows rattled under the pres

ARIEL'S POVThe moment Evana locked the apartment door, my legs nearly gave out beneath me. The sharp clicks of three deadbolts echoed through the silence, one after another. Then she dragged a heavy chair beneath the handle, securing it in place.For the first time since escaping the estate, I wasn't running. I wasn't hiding behind trees or waiting for glowing eyes to emerge from the darkness. I was inside. Safe.At least, that's what I kept telling myself.But my mother's words still echoed inside my skull."If Adrian discovers Ariel escaped... he'll finish what he started." My gaze swept across the apartment, searching every window, every shadow, every corner where a monster might be hiding. My pulse refused to slow. Part of me was still expecting a massive wolf to crash through the walls at any second."Ariel."I flinched.Evana's voice snapped me back to reality."Lock the windows."Without even removing her jacket, she moved through the apartment, checking every lock, then chec

ISABELLA'S POV"Miss Isabella!"The sound drilled straight through my skull.I groaned and dragged the pillow over my head. For a second, I thought I was still dreaming.Then came the voice again. Closer and more insistent now."Miss Isabella."I cracked one eye open.Miss Vane stood beside the bed with her hands neatly folded. Behind her, the television blared at full volume, flooding the room with noise and light.A fresh wave of pain slammed into my temples."What is wrong with you?" I snapped.My voice came out rough.Every heartbeat felt like a hammer striking behind my eyes.Miss Vane remained perfectly calm."You've been asleep since yesterday afternoon."I stared at her."So?""You were difficult to wake."Of course, I was.The old woman knew better than anyone that I hated being touched while sleeping. Instead of shaking me awake, she'd weaponized the television.Tricky.Annoying.But effective.I opened my mouth to continue arguing.Then a red banner flashed across the scree