Chapter 118

OLIVIA’S POV The twins were unusually quiet on the ride home. Noah stared out the window, chewing on his bottom lip, while Aria kept glancing at me from the rearview mirror like she wanted to say something but was unsure how. It wasn’t like them. Especially not after visiting their father—normally, they'd return with stories, drawings, and dramatic reenactments of whatever silly jokes he had cracked during their time together. But now… silence. Something was off. “Okay,” I said finally, pulling the car into the driveway. “Spill. What’s going on?” Aria twisted in her seat and looked at me, wide-eyed and solemn. “Mommy… Daddy’s really sick. I cried when I saw him in so much pain.” My hands stilled on the steering wheel. “He’s in the hospital. That much I know. But the Beta said he’s stable.” Noah nodded slowly. “He’s stable,” he repeated. “But only on the outside. Inside, he’s breaking. His wolf is broken too. Daddy cried. He even hurt himself and o” My heart dropped. Dominic crying? The