Hiding My Twin Pups From their Alpha Dad novel Chapter 43

The next morning, Damien arrived at the Silverstone Pack as promised, his green eyes scanning the area as he walked toward the packhouse. His instincts had been on high alert since yesterday.

Something felt off.

He knocked once on the door before pushing it open, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation. Felicia was already waiting in the dining hall, her face drawn and tired.

Damien took one look at her and knew something was wrong.

“What’s going on?” he asked, his voice low.

Felicia inhaled deeply, crossing her arms over her chest. “There’s something you need to know.”

She didn’t waste time.

She told him everything.

That Danielle wasn’t really Danielle—that Lucien had a sister named Daphne, who had supposedly died years ago in a vampire attack. That Lucien had buried her with his own hands.

And yet, here she was. Alive. Or at least, something pretending to be her.

Damien listened without interrupting, his hands clenching into fists at his sides. His face grew darker with each word.

When Felicia finished, a heavy silence filled the room.

Damien’s jaw tightened. “And you still feel comfortable staying here?”

Felicia’s eyes widened slightly. “What?”

Damien’s voice was sharp, his green eyes burning with frustration. “Felicia, this is insane. You and the boys are living in the home of a man whose sister—whether dead or alive—is the very person responsible for all of this. Do you really think that’s safe?”

Felicia’s stomach twisted. She knew Damien wouldn’t take this well, but she hadn’t expected him to react so strongly.

“Lucien isn’t responsible for what his sister has done,” she argued.

Damien shook his head, exhaling harshly. “You don’t know that.”

Felicia frowned, but before she could speak, Damien stepped closer, his voice lowering.

“Felicia, think about it. It’s his youngest sister. Don’t you think, when it comes down to it, he’ll side with her?”

Felicia opened her mouth to protest, but at that moment, a third voice cut through the room.

“I would watch what you say, Damien.”

They both whipped around, their eyes landing on Lucien standing in the doorway, his arms crossed over his chest, his dark eyes flashing with annoyance.

He had heard everything.