106: DNA Is Needed

YVONNE —

It was three o'clock in the afternoon when I heard a knock on the door, and my heart flew into my stomach.

The incident about my kids has made me scared of everyone, including the Alpha. I do not trust anyone anymore.

I gazed at my kids and covered them properly with a duvet in case the person who was knocking was after them. So his eyes would not go directly at them first when he entered.

The knock sounded again, and I stood up to check who it was. "Who is there?" I asked, but there was no response.

I paused and listened for a minute, and the person did not respond, nor did he knock again. Then I went back to the bed.

However, just as I was sitting, the knock came again, this time with a coerced voice that sounded like that of Alpha Conan.

I walked and opened the door with fear, and Conan immediately bagged in, shoving me away from the entrance, and I staggered.

"Where are my kids?" he demanded.

"The..there. They are sleeping," I stuttered, pointing to the bed while fear en