Alpha Twins And Their Hybrid Mate novel Chapter 110

As the evening wound down, the warmth of the day lingered, filling me with a sense of calm I hadn’t felt in a long time. The twins and I had returned to our hotel room, our mood light after the photoshoot. It had been perfect—a day where everything had fallen into place, where for a moment, I’d let myself believe that things were normal.

But then the peace was shattered.

Nathan was the first to notice something off. He had been checking his phone, scrolling through messages when he frowned. “Ella,” he said, his voice tight. “I can’t get through to anyone in Alaska.”

I blinked, the weight of his words taking a second to sink in. “What do you mean?” I asked, my tone sharp as I crossed the room to where he stood.

He handed me his phone, showing the screen filled with failed call attempts. “No one’s answering.”

Tristan, sitting by the window, glanced up. “That’s weird. I thought I saw a message from Adonis earlier.”

My stomach dropped, an unsettling feeling creeping in. I grabbed my phone and tried calling as well, my fingers moving faster as panic began to build. The line rang once, twice, then nothing. I tried again. Nothing. No calls were getting through, no messages were being received.

“Something’s wrong,” I whispered, my heart pounding.

Nathan’s brow furrowed, his hand already moving to grab his jacket. “We need to go back. Now.”

I nodded, already in motion, packing what little we had brought with us. Tristan was right behind me, his usual carefree attitude replaced by the seriousness of the situation.

But just as we were about to leave, my phone buzzed in my hand—a single message flashing across the screen. It was from Luna, Sara’s mother.

Help. Things are going wrong with Adonis and Sara.

My blood ran cold. I stared at the screen, my mind racing to process the words. Luna never asked for help. She was one of the strongest women I knew, fierce and unwavering. For her to send a message like this… it meant something was terribly wrong.

Nathan’s voice cut through my panic. “Ella? What is it?”

I held up the phone, showing them the message. Nathan’s face went pale, and Tristan’s expression darkened.

“I have to go, you guys should head towards Airport and I will meet you there. No questions please.” I said, my voice trembling as I fought to keep my emotions in check. “Now.”

Without another word, we rushed out the door, the carefree day behind us, replaced by a growing sense of dread. Whatever was happening in Alaska, it was bad. But Luna wouldn’t have reached out otherwise.

Twins went their way and I towards Stoneheart packhouse.

My thoughts raced back to the strange presence I had felt earlier at the photoshoot, the malicious gaze that had disappeared before I could find its source.

I had shrugged it off then, but now, I couldn’t help but wonder if that had been a warning.

Sara’s POV

I walked into the Stoneheart packhouse with Ryan by my side, the weight of the wedding photos tucked under my arm like a time bomb. It was stupid, maybe, to come back here with these pictures. But part of me—no, most of me—wanted to see the look on Adonis’s face when he saw them.

I wanted to remind him that I wasn’t his little girl anymore. That I didn’t care about his approval, not when he never gave it freely anyway. And I knew these photos, the wedding dress, the smiles, would cut deep.

Ryan squeezed my hand, a silent question in his eyes as we crossed the threshold. He knew what I was doing, but he didn’t say anything to stop me. He never did. That was one of the reasons I loved him—he let me make my own mistakes, even when he didn’t agree with them.

As we entered the packhouse, I could feel the tension already in the air. Adonis was in his usual place, standing near the fireplace, arms crossed, that cold, unyielding expression etched into his features. Luna, my mother, was seated nearby, her gaze flicking between Adonis and me, knowing full well what was about to go down.