Chapter 80
[SAMANTHA’s Point of View]
“Lena! What’s going on!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as I violently pushed the door open with my shoulder. It was baffling that it didn’t budge even after I kicked it with all my strength. Dominic made the house impenetrable from the outside, and he wasn’t kidding about saying it was the safest place for me and the kids.
Ethan was saying something, but I couldn’t hear him. My heart was pounding in my ears as the adrenaline rushed through me like hellfire, burning me from the inside out while hearing those horrible growlings and screamings inside the house. Lena was screaming—not out of fear. She sounded as if she were taming beasts in front of her, and I was terrified of the safety of my twins.
“Lena!! Lena let me in! What the f*ck is going on?!” I screeched in panic. Ethan dragged me away from the door as he attempted to destroy it. I watched him kick it with all his might. The door, which I perceived was made from light but sturdy metal inside the mahogany wood, didn’t even stir from Ethan’s strength.
“What the—” he growled as he grimaced from the pain. The sickening crack I heard was his femur, which he ignored as he flinched away, limping.
“LENA!!!”
I didn’t know what was happening. The shattering noises, the growling, the scratching on the walls, and that scream as if someone was in pain—I couldn’t wrap it all in my head. It was as if I was going crazy and I couldn’t do anything but kick the door. Blood streaked from my hand as my knuckles broke after punching the window and failed to break it. The d*mn thing was made of ballistic-proof glass.
I cursed Dominic in my head as I bared my teeth, ready to shift into my wolf form. I had to get my kids out even if it meant having to tear the f*cking house down.
“I don’t know what’s happening, but I saw Lena locking the door and the windows off,” Ethan panted while wincing from the pain of his broken leg, which was slowly healing. “There’s something wrong inside. I can’t hear the kids.”
My eyes widened in both rage and terror. My eyes glinted red as I flexed my fingers, ready to morph. “They’re in pain,” I said to Ethan. “Diana and Devon are in pain, and they’re scared, Ethan! I have to destroy the house or—”