After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 200

My eyes flicked to him, searching for some hidden agenda, but his expression remained unreadable.

Before Ragnar could continue his protests, Lirian stood up, his tall frame casting a shadow over the table.

“That’s enough,” Lirian said sternly. “I won’t have my home turned into a stage for petty schemes. Security!”

Within moments, two guards entered the room, their presence a silent warning.

Ragnar glared at me one last time before allowing himself to be escorted out. His retreating figure left an uneasy silence in his wake.

Dinner continued, though the earlier lightheartedness was gone.

I found myself picking at my food, my mind spinning with unanswered questions.

Why had Ryan chosen to defend me? Was it out of guilt, or did he have some ulterior motive?

After we finished, Lirian received a phone call that drew his attention to pressing pack business.

“I’ll need to handle this,” he said with a small nod to me. “You should head back to Moon Shadow. We’ll talk later.”

As I drove back to Moon Shadow under the soft glow of the moonlight, my thoughts shifted to the recent troubles at the border.

The rogues had become more aggressive, their attacks increasing in frequency and ferocity.

Just days ago, Lirian had confided in me about similar issues near Iron Claw.

“They’re not acting on their own,” Lirian had said, his brows furrowed in concern.

“These rogues… it’s like they’ve been drugged. Whatever they’re using is pushing them to madness.”

The description fit too well with the rumors I had heard about Ryan’s underground dealings.

His network was said to dabble in everything from smuggling to manufacturing dangerous substances.

My stomach twisted at the thought.

If Ryan’s enterprise was responsible, then he wasn’t just defending me tonight—he was covering his own tracks.

When I arrived at Moon Shadow, I resolved to discuss the matter with Ethan.

Whatever was happening at the borders, we needed answers, and soon.

As I reached the gates of Moon Shadow, I stopped abruptly, my pulse quickening.

There, under the soft glow of the villa’s lights, stood Ryan.

His broad shoulders were framed by the darkness, the faint shadows lending a haunting edge to his otherwise familiar figure.

His eyes were fixed on the house, as though lost in memories that only he could see.

"How did you get in here?" I asked sharply, stepping forward while keeping a wary distance.