After I left, the twin Alphas went crazy novel Chapter 113

“I want to see all of your emotions,” he replied, his voice a blend of possessiveness and longing. “I don’t want you hiding them, even the ugly ones, from me.”

A faint blush crept up my cheeks. “If I treated you like that every day, you’d run for the hills.”

He shook his head, his voice firm, resolute. “No. No matter who you become, I’ll be there. I’m not going anywhere unless you tell me to leave.”

A pang of emotion hit me, an echo of the pain from my previous life.

I remembered him, Lirian, digging through the frozen ground to find my lifeless body, his arms wrapped around me, holding my decayed form with a fierce love that defied death itself.

I leaned into him, resting my head on his shoulder. “I believe you,” I whispered. “From now on, my tears are only for you.”

He wrapped his arms around me, his voice low, a vow in his words. “I won’t let you shed tears.”

The car arrived at Moonshadow, and as I stepped out, I turned back, brushing his hand gently. “Goodnight, Lirian.”

Inside, the house felt quieter than usual. I noticed Ethan wasn’t home, but the silence was disturbed by the presence of an unwelcome guest, seated casually at the dinner table.

I felt my brow furrow as I locked eyes with Arman. “Why are you here? Weren’t you supposed to be at school with Linda?”

Arman raised an eyebrow, leaning back with a smug smile. “Is that how you greet your brother?” he scoffed. “Linda had an unexpected audition. Besides, I needed to talk to you.”

“Fine,” I said curtly. “Get on with it. I have other things to do.”

Arman’s smirk faltered slightly. “Busy, are you?” He tried to mask the irritation in his voice. “I heard you’ve been managing all the pack’s affairs while I was away. Now that I’m back, it’s time to hand it over.”

‘I crossed my arms, leveling Arman with a look that conveyed every ounce of disdain I felt.

“You left all your responsibilities behind to chase after a woman, sneaking around like some lovesick boy, and now you have the nerve to return here and demand respect?” I sneered.

I kept my face neutral, refusing to let him see how little his manipulations affected me.

“Listen to your older brother’s advice,” he continued, voice dripping with false sincerity. “Find a simple, secure match, someone you can settle down with. You’re getting older, Sophia, and the Moon Goddess hasn’t paired you with anyone yet. Maybe it’s time to accept that, focus on family.

You have Ethan and the support of Moonshadow; you don’t need to chase after power or alliances. Think of how it looks, Sophia. Think of how people see you and our Lunar Shadow Pack when you cling to the Iron Claw Pack like this.”

I narrowed my eyes, allowing a mocking smile to curl at the edge of my lips.

“Oh, I see. What you’re really afraid of is that if I marry Lirian, I’ll become even stronger, and then you’ll lose any chance you have of positioning yourself for leadership. Isn’t that what’s really going on here, Arman?”

Arman’s body went rigid, and his eyes widened, betraying the flash of anger and panic he tried to mask.

“What are you talking about?” he shot back, his voice rising in an indignant bark. “I would never—”