Isabelle’s POV_
Screaming, I sweep anything I could touch off my table. The flower vase on the table shattering when it reaches the floor, along with my jewelries and mirror.
How dare she? Why did she have to come here? Why?
She should have just let her kids die off somewhere instead of coming here and try to ruin my plans. She wants to take Damien away from me.
No! Damien is mine! Only I can be his Luna, I won't let anyone come and take my position.
I failed three years ago to secure my position because of her and I won't let her ruin it this time too.
Breathing heavily, I drag my fingers into my hair, my eyes snapping to the door when it's pushed open.
I had asked an omega to call my father, I hope he is the one.
“Daddy." I cry running into my father's arm after the door is shut.
Daddy will know what to do, he won't let her take Damien away from me.
“There there. Don't cry my baby.” He consoles me, stroking my hair.
“That girl. She was the one who foiled our plans that day and now she's saying she has children for Damien. Damien won't want me to be the Luna now. She's here and she has his children.” I cry while explaining everything to him.
Three years ago, I had cried about wanting to be Damien’s mate, so daddy had drugged Damien so I could sleep with him and accuse him of raping me to make me the Luna. My plan was going smoothly and it would have worked, but then someone had gone and locked herself in there with Damien and we were chased off by the manager of the motel. And now she's back here and she's saying she has triplets?
Forget making me his Luna, Damien won't even look at me.
“Look at me. Look at me." Dad shakes me lightly, looking into my eyes.
"You. Are going to be the Luna of this pack. Damien would choose you and I would make sure of that. Even if it means killing that woman and her children.” He promises and I know what he meant it.
Smiling I hug him tightly.
What was I worried about? Daddy would definitely take care of her and make me Luna.
All I have to do is wait.
_Ariana’s POV_
I smile gratefully at Damien's father after he showed me to my room. He has only been nice to me since I got here, making me wonder how on earth Damien ended up the way he is.
“If you need something let me know." He smiles back at me before closing the door behind him.
Throwing my bag on the bed, I turn and stride to the door. I'm not here relax and take a vacation.
I'm only here because my babies are missing and I need to find them.
I have to find Damien so we would start searching for them. Before I could reach for the handle, the door swings open with Damien standing outside my door.
Not waiting for me to speak, he strides inside the room, shutting the door behind him.
Suddenly the room feels smaller and I'm conscious of his presence, my wolf howling in my head.
It seems she still wants him to be our mate.
“Why are you here?" I ask him, knowing fully well that he's here to ask about the children.
I couldn't deny it, Damien was good looking with the kind of body to make a woman get on her knees.
I watched him come closer to me, using the opportunity to check him out.
His dark hair was scattered on his head in a messy yet hot way, few of his shirt buttons were undone giving me a view of the chiseled chest that was underneath, a cross pendant hanging on his neck.
I take my eyes back to his face to meet an irritated look on his face as he waited patiently for me to be done.
He knew I was checking him out, I looked away from him embarrassed.
“Are you done checking me out?” He asks me, tapping his foot impatiently on the floor.
I bite my tongue to hold back a snide remark. I need him to find my kids.
I wouldn't be feeling this way about him if it wasn't for Snow who was moaning for him in my head.
“I need all the information I can get to start looking for my children.” He says impatiently, looking like he didn't want to be in the same room as I was, his eyes going taking in the room.
Did he just call my kids his?
“Excuse me did you just say ‘Your’ children?" I ask, staring at him in disbelief.
His green eyes looks at me coldly, making me shudder.
"They have alpha blood in them, MY alpha blood. While you are just a rouge wolf with no title. So yes, they are my children. But I'm not here to have unnecessary childish arguments with you. The longer you take, the longer it takes for me to find my children.” He tells me, his voice stoic.
“Let's all not forget that you deliberately hid my children from me, not telling me about my children is enough reason for me to take your rights away from you and be their sole guardian. If we are going to court about this, there is no doubt that I would win. And trust me when I say you would never see the children again.”
Every word, every sentence that came out of his mouth was a threat to me and my children. My fists clenching and unclenching by my sides with my fingers digging into my palm.
The longer this man stood in my presence, the more my hatred for him grew.
“So let me not ask you again, tell me all you can about the day they got kidnapped."