Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 95 – At the Altar

Victor stands at the head of the room, his groomsmen spread out next to him in a line. He forces a smile onto his face, mostly for the sake of the awaiting crowd. He is a happy groom, after all.

As each of Amelia’s bridesmaids come down the aisle, he gives them a nod. Each of them lovely women, all Alpha-born, the perfect group of friends that Amelia has carefully curated over the years. Passively, he wonders if she actually cares about any of them, or if they’re each selected just for their political or social media connections.

It’s what an Alpha’s wife would do, Victor thinks. But…

The last bridesmaid comes down the aisle and the music swells. Victor shakes his head, clearing it of these thoughts and focusing his eyes on the end of the aisle. Amelia will be beautiful, he knows. He stands up straight, anticipating the shock of joy and love that will hit him when he finally sees her.

Until now, he hasn’t really felt that on this, his wedding day.

The doors to the Bridal Suite’s vestibule open and Amelia steps out, taking her father’s hand. They exchange a few words as the door snicks shut behind her. The pair then begin to walk the few steps to the aisle, where they will start their journey to the altar.

As Amelia makes her final turn and stands before him, Victor does, indeed, find his breath stolen away. His eyes skim over her beautiful body, her gown, her angelic face, as she begins to take those first steps. Her pearl-lined shoes peek out from beneath yards of tulle and she smiles at him, confident, her expression at once serene and excited.

He returns her smile, shaking his head a little at this marvel that is his fiancé, but –

Victor blinks twice, realizing that something is wrong.

Where –

He looks around, seeking his sons. They were supposed to walk out in front of Amelia, her honor guard down the aisle, but they’re nowhere in sight.

Victor quickly scans the guests, looking for them, but they’re not seated either. He even checks his line of groomsmen, wondering if they got mixed up and were standing in line –

No, nothing.

looks for Evelyn, knowing that she will

Evelyn is missing as

small steps at the front of the altar, moving towards Amelia. The

face grim with worry,

Ian and Alvin?” He asks in a

low and embarrassed, “get back to the Altar – what are you doing! I haven’t even finished

the tiniest of negations. He

of course he can believe that. It’s precisely what Amelia

whisper, but now tinged with a growl. “I know

“They’re

starts to take a step further down the aisle. Amelia grabs his arm. “They’re sick!” she whispers. “They’ll be fine, let’s just finish

brows drawing together with concern. Now he really needs to go to them – they were the picture of health not five minutes ago

The crowd of guests gasps, shocked to see him

Victor turns quickly to see Amelia’s father

direction. Who the hell did this man think he was? Amelia was Alpha born, but barely – her father was the leader of a new pack, barely twenty-five years old. He has no power, no legacy, and yet he dares to grab

he really fallen this low in the esteem of

you touch me, dare

his hand in apology. Turning to the crowd that stares at him, appalled, Victor roars, a sound of pure

pushed around by Alpha Walsh

door. He yanks the handle hard enough to pull it off its hinges and it flies open. He takes two steps into the room, his blood going cold when he hears, suddenly, the muffled cries of his

in the scene, not yet knowing what to do with