All Chapters of The Twins' Alpha Runaway Mate : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

The room was silent. Emily’s cries shook me to the bones. Reynolds. That bastard Reynolds had her. I was agitated and angered by the situation we had to go through. While wondering about how Emily was going to react to the entire issue, I was pushed to make a better situation out of it all before it got worse. “No, he can't even try this,” I whispered to myself before leaving my destination. I tried to reach back to the number a couple of times, but each time I did that, I was scratched and suffocated by my own thoughts. I couldn't imagine the worst that could happen. In all, it reminded me of my mother. My story was more similar. She was selfless and she could not watch anything bad happen to us. She would do anything at her own peril to keep us safe. Hearing Emily weep helplessly over her children made my heart throb with fear that was masked with worry. I was sitting on the edge of my bed, my head in my hands, lost in the darkness of my thoughts. Emily was gone, and it f

My heart was thudding slowly and the pearls of sweat ran quickly from my face. “Dylan, why are you staying quiet? These are my children you are talking about and I need to know how they are doing,” my patience slowly grew to anger. Dylan held my palms, and adjusted himself to be more comfortable. “It's not bad, but I don't want you to worry,” he uttered, patting my hands slowly. “Are they safe?” I asked coldly. “Yes! They are safe. Reynolds got a nanny to take care of them,” he uttered. “Oh, my children,” I uttered, openly staring at the open space right in front of me. “I don't want to be worried. You promised me you were going to do all the investigations possible to find them,” I added, staring into Dylan's eyes. I saw that he was concerned and that alone gave me comfort. I grinned, controlling how afraid I was that something was going to happen. I didn't want to say horrible things about myself. I didn't want to feel worse again. “I know you are worried,” Dylan stated, sm

I was tense and feeling jittery, all my nerves were wound tight and I knew I would snap at the next thing to go wrong. Emma hasn't returned yet from handing over the chip to Reynolds and I wondered what could have gone wrong. Daniel was on the other side of the room pacing anxiously. The silence in the room was so thick, I could almost taste it. “Have you checked the tracker yet?” Daniel's question brought me out of my reverie. “I've done that a million times in the past minute. It's not activated yet” I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. “It's either Emma has a hint about our plan or she's not just interested in being curious about what the chip entails” I told him. Daniel looked away from me and walked towards the window, “Do you think we should have followed her?”I also had that thought but brushed it off. We had to trust that the initial plan would work without any hassle. It was simple: Get Reynolds the chip and monitor him from there henceforth. Plans to rescue Emma's

Emma hasn't returned since the last time she was here. I didn't know if she ran away or she was pretending to the twins. How could she betray us like this? What was her intention? I wondered briefly if Dylan was actively searching for me, what was Daniel doing? How did they take the news of my disappearance? My thoughts strayed to my kids and I felt the overwhelming urge to cry. I failed them as a mother, I didn't know if they were alright, if they were being fed well and properly taken care of. Reynolds had released me from the ropes and chains but refused to disclose any sort of information about them to me. I wasn't sure they were in this building where I was being held hostage because I'd never for once heard the cry or sounds of children. My mind flashed back to all our happy memories together. It wasn't easy but we we're happy. Helen and Victor, the kids and I. What went wrong, why are we paying for the sins we didn't commit. I didn't know when tears started dropping down m

"Stay here with the kids," I instructed Emma as I gently handed over Keith and Kira to her. "I need to go help Dylan find Emily.” Emma's eyes grew wide and her face turned pale. “What? No, Daniel. What if… what if we are attacked?" she stammered. "I don't know how to defend myself. You know that.” I placed my hands firmly on her shoulders, trying to calm her trembling body. "Emma, listen to me," I said, speaking in a low, steady tone. "No one is going to find you here. This is a safe place, I assure you. You just need to keep the kids quiet and stay hidden." She still looked skeptical, her eyes shifting to the children, who were watching us with wide, curious eyes. "But what if…" "Emma, please," I cut in, maintaining eye contact. "You can do this. I need you to be strong, for the kids. Please.” The children must have picked up on the tension in the air. They looked up at us with wide, scared eyes. Kira reached out her small hand, pulling on Emma's sleeve. "Are we in trouble, Aunti