#Chapter 89 – Rehearsal Dinner

A few hours later, when the boys have been neatly dressed in their first suits of the weekend, there comes a knock at the door.

I smooth my hands over my own black cocktail dress and go to answer it. I let out a whoosh of breath when I see that it’s Victor. “Come in,” I say, opening the door wide for him. As soon as he enters, though, I close the door quickly.

He turns to me, frowning a little. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” I say, raising my hands to check and see that my hair is still in place. I laugh a little. “Your mom just spooked me a bit, is all.”

“My mom?” he says, turning fully to stare at me. “My mother came to see you?”

“Yeah,” I say, nodding. “Didn’t you know?”

Victor slowly shakes his head back and forth and I can see him processing. “What did she say to you?”

“That your family was going to be hard on me,” I say. “I’m grateful for the warning, but I admit, I’m more anxious than I was before.”

Victor glances back at the boys. “Did she see them?”

I nod. “She was really nice to them. She said they reminded me of you.”

He nods, considering. “My mother is a…tactical woman. I wanted to be here when she met them, but clearly, she had other plans.”

He turns his full attention on me, then. “She’s not wrong, Evelyn,” he says. “I should have warned you before – my father, my brother, they will take Amelia’s side and see you as an interloper. But it’s nothing you can’t handle.”

I laugh a little, sardonically, and press a hand to my forehead. “Should I even go to this dinner, Victor? Honestly, the boys are safe here – they can go alone –“

takes a step closer. “Well well,” he says, repeating his mother’s phrase. “I

“I’m not afraid of anything,” I say, meaning it. Victor nods, satisfied, and turns back to the room where the boys are lounging on the couch, discussing how fast they would go if they did go over

go over to them, their enthusiastic greeting, and am grateful, suddenly, that Victor knows me well enough to challenge me in a moment like this. A few minutes ago I was shaking in my boots – well, stilettos

boys,” I say, and the three of them turn to

Amelia’s rehearsal dinner. Laugher and conversation ring from the room as we enter it and I see my boys shy back a little bit. I realize, suddenly, that of course this is

have nothing to be afraid of – these are your family, and they’re all so excited to meet

smile and an encouraging nod.

around, noticing that Amelia is already here, laughing her tinkly little laugh amongst a throng of admiring friends and family. I don’t recognize anyone, but she holds court in the

what must be a family phrase. My eyes meet a tall Alpha standing in front of me, his green eyes merry and a little wicked. I blink and glance between him and Victor,

putting out a hand to shake his brothers. “I’d like you to meet Evelyn Ortega, and, of course, my

holds out his hand. “Nice to meet

nice to meet you too,

am Ian,” Ian says firmly, and then puts an arm around his brother’s shoulders, pulling him forward a step. “This is my brother Alvin. He’s a little

his hand as well. “I am very pleased to make your

his hand. “Well, it is very nice to meet you too, Alvin. We’ll see what we can do about making you come out of

Ian says, looking back to me

of those before,” Alvin says, encouraged by Rafe’s kindness. “We’re getting all kinds of new family, but you’re

both of them. “I’m quite glad to

I’m surprised again at the visual likeness between all four. It’s remarkable,

hands in his pockets

says, clearly excited to introduce his father to his sons. “Are you ready for a new Pop-pop?” He asks,

of them go, he raises

nod, smiling after him, I’ll be fine. He nods with a small

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