My Possessive Alpha Twins For Mate Chapter 328

Liam’s POV

I sat in my office, eyes fixed on the blank wall before me, utterly incapable of doing anything remotely productive. A month—it had already been a month since I last held her in my arms. Since I buried my face in her soft, golden curls and breathed in her intoxicating scent. Since I made love to her, losing myself in her completely as I watched her unravel beneath me, moaning my name. The memory hit me like a punch to the gut, and I groaned aloud, the ache of her absence tightening in my chest.

In the beginning, I fought the urge to collapse into despair. I refused to be consumed by helplessness. I was an Alpha—built to fix, to lead, to act. I channeled all my energy into the only thing that mattered: finding her. But the longer the trail remained cold, the heavier the weight became. The pain swelled until it swallowed me whole.

Maybe she had moved on. Maybe she never really loved us—never really loved me.

Logan and I hadn’t slept properly since she left. Not without her warm body nestled between us, her soft skin pressed against ours. Eating had become a chore neither of us cared for. Bastian and Nikolai had all but taken over the pack's responsibilities while Logan and I withdrew, licking our wounds in silence.

But this couldn’t last. The pack needed us. They needed to know where their Luna was. They deserved answers—answers I couldn’t bear to say aloud, not when the truth still tore at me from the inside. All I wanted was to retreat into the sanctuary of our bed, wrap myself in the scent she left behind, and never emerge.

A knock snapped me from the storm in my head. I caught the scent of both my fathers behind the door. I had a bad feeling about whatever they had come to say. Before I could even invite them in, they stepped inside.

“Son,” Dad Caleb said, settling into the leather chair across from me. “We need to talk. I’ve sent Bastian to fetch your brother.”

As if summoned by the mention of his name, the office door opened again, and our Beta ushered in a disheveled Logan.

“Good. You’re both here,” Dad Caleb continued, voice rising into the commanding bass tone that had silenced us countless times as boys. “Now you’re going to sit and listen.”

Neither of us responded. There was no point.

“I know you’re hurting. I can’t begin to understand the depth of it. But you are Alphas. You don’t have the luxury of disappearing. The pack is growing restless, and if you don’t step up soon, the entire structure we’ve built will begin to crumble.”

Logan’s voice was hollow when he replied, “You’re right.”

I blinked, stunned he had agreed so easily.

But then he added, his tone sharpening into a snarl, “You say you can’t imagine what we’re feeling, and you’re damn right. You have no idea what it’s like to be ripped away from your mate. To be filled with agony so deep it consumes every breath. So don’t come in here with a lecture when you don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

Dad Caleb didn’t flinch. Neither did Dad Caden. Years of leading had given them nerves of steel. Instead, Dad Caden reached out and placed a hand on Logan’s shoulder, steady and firm.

“You’re right. I don’t understand. But I do know what this pack needs. And it needs its Alphas. That means you need to find a way through this—for the sake of the pack, and for her.”

They made it sound so simple. Like we hadn’t been trying every possible way to bring her back since the second she vanished.

“And what exactly do you expect us to do?” I demanded, frustration bubbling over. “We’ve tried everything.”

“Didn’t you say Oberon knows where she is but won’t tell you?” Dad Caleb asked.

We both nodded.

“Oberon may be my best friend, but you are my sons. Your well-being comes first. He has a daughter—he’ll understand. He’ll forgive me. Have him followed. He’ll go to her eventually, and when he does, you’ll find her.”

I was taken aback. This was our fathers sitting here, openly suggesting we spy on our future father-in-law. But the shock quickly turned into resolve. Logan and I exchanged a glance—no words needed. We would do whatever it took.

“Bastian, Nikolai—come to the office. Now.” I mind-linked.

“On our way, Alpha.”

As soon as they entered, we set the plan in motion. Nikolai would place our stealth-trained warriors around the Crystal Moon borders, ready to tail Oberon the moment he left. We would trace his steps, gather information, and decide our next move from there. It wasn’t ideal, but it was something. And for the first time in weeks, I felt a flicker of hope.

Even Logan seemed less hollow, a shadow of color returning to his face. He’d taken her absence even harder than I had—if that was possible. I knew he blamed himself. And I hadn’t done anything to help ease that burden. I’d have to apologize... eventually. Right now, our priority was getting her back.

Two fears constantly haunted me, gnawing at the edge of every thought. First, that she could be pregnant. We hadn’t used protection—not once. If she was carrying our pup, we needed to be there. We needed to protect them both.

But the second fear was worse: what if she wasn’t pregnant?

She hadn’t been marked. That meant her first heat could come at any time—and when it did, she’d be vulnerable. Heat was unpredictable for a newly mated she-wolf, and dangerous. If we weren’t there, someone else might be. And we’d kill any bastard who dared lay a hand on her. This plan had to work—and soon.

A week crawled by before our warriors caught any movement from Oberon. But instead of leaving Crystal Moon, he was returning to it. According to the report, he’d been away for days—possibly weeks. And though a she-wolf was with him, it wasn’t Lia.

We were running out of time.

That night, I curled up in the bed we once shared, breathing in the fading scent she left behind. My phone rang. Oberon. My heart raced.

“Are you calling to tell me where she is—or that she’s agreed to speak with us?” I asked, skipping any pleasantries.

“I’m sorry, son. I’ve tried. She won’t budge. She’s convinced you lied. She doesn’t even know why, but she refuses to believe otherwise. She’s convinced this is the Moon Goddess punishing her—that she’s not meant for happiness in this life.”

Every ounce of hope I’d felt hearing his name on the screen drained from me.

“How can she think she doesn’t deserve love?” I whispered, more to myself than him. “She’s the kindest, most beautiful soul I’ve ever known. If she doesn’t deserve love, who does?”

“So why are you calling me, Oberon?” I asked, voice tight.

“I just wanted to check in. I’ve been tied up the last few days, but I’ve been worried about you and Logan. How are you holding up?”

I let out a bitter laugh.

“How am I holding up? My mate’s gone. I don’t know where she is. I don’t know how to fix any of this. The one man who does know won’t help me. I can’t eat, can’t sleep. My whole body aches for her. I’m scared something terrible will happen before I even get the chance to tell her I love her again. So, tell me, Oberon—how the hell do you think I’m holding up?”

He sighed heavily on the other end. “Liam... I believe you. I’ve told her that. It might take time, but I’m not giving up. I have a few things to handle here, but I’m heading back to her first thing tomorrow. I’ll stay with her, keep trying to reach her. Just… be patient.”

He meant well. He wanted me to trust him. But all I heard was opportunity. He was going back to her. That was all I needed.

My wolf howled inside me—raw, aching, desperate to be reunited with our mate.

“Sure, Oberon. Thanks,” I said curtly and ended the call before I could say too much.

I needed to alert the warriors, and tell Logan.

Tomorrow, we would finally get our chance.