Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 42 – To the Rescue

Victor’s phone rings on his desk. He glances on it, frowning. Edgar? He was off duty tonight – what he could he possibly want, so late?

“Hello?” Victor’s answer of the phone is short, impatient.

“Victor!” Edgar yells into the phone – Victor can hear the howl of traffic behind him, horns honking and the screech of tires. “Quick – Evelyn!”

Victor’s body goes immediately rigid. “What’s wrong,” he demands.

“Evelyn – you need to – NOW, Victor! Her house! Something’s wrong!”

“I’m going,” Victor says, hanging up and shoving his phone in his pocket as he bolts out of his office.

“Victor?” He hears Amelia call after him as he bursts through the back door. “Where are you –“ Her voice fades into the background.

Victor launches into a sprint as he crosses the back yard. His mind is blank, his whole body focused on action – get there, get in, help her.

Soon the cottage is in sight – the back porch – the door. Victor hurtles up the steps and crashes through the back door, breaking the lock.

He loses his breath at the sight before him – Evelyn, unconscious on the ground, her hands tied behind her, blood oozing from a cut on her cheek – gagged –

He hears a screeching cry and his head snaps to the left to see his boys – his boys – likewise tied up, sobbing on the couch, gags around their mouth. But where –

Suddenly, Victor feels someone leap onto his back. They are fast, agile, reaching around him to scratch at his face – his neck –

Something snaps in Victor and he lets out a roar. In a single move he reaches behind him, grasps the assailant, and flips her over his shoulder, slamming her to the ground. She lets out a pathetic cry, her leg twisted under her – clearly broken.

the woman, a hand

the words at her, fury in his throat. She gargles a reply. “Tell me!” He screams, “Tell me who

purple as she leers up at him, baring her teeth, her eyes wild with rage

that she’s in no place to answer his demands for information, Victor slams his fist across her head, aiming for her temple. The woman lets out a

and then dashes to the boys, who continue to scream through their gags. “It’s fine,” he says, reaching

their heads off the moment their gags are free. Victor quickly unties the knot from Ian’s hands, his eyes on Evelyn. “Ian,” he commands, moving over to their unconscious mother. “Untie your brother, then untie your feet. Stop screaming. We

to sobs and Ian – with shaking

over Evelyn, feeling for a pulse at her neck. Thank god – she’s alive. Softly, he removes the gag from her mouth and assures himself that she’s breathing.

foot on either side of Evelyn, protecting her unconscious body

Victor can see he’s not a threat. Victor pauses a moment, and then, registering that it’s Edgar, his own Beta, slowly makes himself move

for a nod from Victor to let him know that it’s okay, and

Victor murmurs, coming back to himself, hiding his wolf away inside him now

assailant?” Edgar asks, moving

Victor…he can’t believe it, but he forgot about the assailant. He gestures towards her form, thankfully

“Dead?”

Victor says. As Edgar moves towards the assailant, Victor turns his attention back to his boys, who have just finished untying the ropes around their ankles. “Boys,” he says, forcing himself to cool the adrenaline coursing through his veins,

leaps into his throat, seeing them so raw, so unsure of their world. God, he had meant to

kneels down in front of his boys, placing one hand on each of their cheeks. “You are safe, boys. I am so, so sorry this happened. Please,

they trust him. He means it, too – he

own back yard. Victor’s face hardens, steely. Changes would have

of your mother right now, Ian,

Ian says, sniffing. “Can we get