Hiding My Twin Pups From their Alpha Dad novel Chapter 75

The Silverstone courtyard had never been this full.

The moon hung high above, bathing the pack grounds in soft silver light. Wolves stood in tight clusters, whispers buzzing like bees. Tonight wasn’t meant to be anything special—just another gathering after a long day of training. But the moment Valen stepped onto the stone platform at the center, everything changed.

Eva had just finished speaking with a few Elders when she noticed the hush that spread across the crowd like ripples in water. She turned and saw Valen. Dressed in a tailored black shirt and dark trousers, his long coat brushing the backs of his boots, he stood tall and sure, his dark eyes fixed only on her.

He offered his hand toward her.

Her brows pulled together slightly, confused. “Valen?”

He said nothing, only smiled—nervous and proud all at once—and reached into his pocket.

Gasps echoed around the circle of wolves as he pulled out a ring. Not just any ring—it glowed faintly under the moonlight, embedded with a blood-red stone that shimmered with something ancient and powerful.

Eva froze. Her pulse thundered in her ears.

“Eva,” Valen said, his voice clear and strong, “I have lived a life full of shadows. But when I met you, I saw light. Real light. I don’t want to run anymore. I don’t want to wonder if I’ll lose you to fate or prophecy. I want you. All of you. Tonight, in front of your pack, in front of the moon, I ask you…”

He dropped to one knee.

“Make me your mate.”

There was a long silence. For a moment, no one breathed. Even the wind seemed to stop.

Eva stared at him, stunned. Her heart pounded in her chest, not from excitement, but from confusion. From fear. From the sheer weight of it all.

Her lips parted, but she couldn’t find her voice. Before she could gather her thoughts, a deep growl erupted from the side of the circle.

She turned to Max, her voice low and cutting. “I know who you are. You’re the boy who watched me cry and walked away.”

Max flinched, visibly. The words hit harder than any punch. His mouth opened like he wanted to defend himself, but no sound came. Instead, he turned his face away, jaw clenched.

Valen stepped closer, slipping the ring back into his coat. “I didn’t mean to put you on the spot,” he said gently to Eva. “I just wanted you to know where I stand.”

Eva looked between the two of them—Valen with his steady eyes and soft voice, Max with his stormy silence and bleeding heart. She couldn’t breathe. Not properly. Everything inside her was tight and twisted.

She didn’t say yes.

But she didn’t say no either.