Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 96 – Rejection

Victor turns, slowly, to face Amelia at the door.

“Evelyn,” his voice is soft; he doesn’t look at her as he speaks. “Are they okay?”

He hears a huff behind him. “No, Victor, obviously they’re not okay –“

“Evelyn,” it’s a bark this time, his voice thick with command. “Do they need medical attention.” He doesn’t take his eyes off of Amelia for a second.

Evelyn pauses, understanding now. After a moment of looking over the boys, she answers. “No…no, I think they’re okay.”

“Good.” That taken care of, he prowls forward to Amelia at the door.

“Victor,” she says, standing up straight, her own face angry and stern. “This is a misunderstanding –“

“Enough, Amelia!” He cuts her off and her mouth snaps shut. Still, the stubborn expression has yet to be stripped from her face. He realizes that she still thinks she’s going to win this fight, stand her ground and have things her way. Slowly, he shakes his head and turns to the crowd.

“I apologize.” His voice is a resonant growl that echoes throughout the room. “For the disruption to the wedding. I know that you all traveled far and delayed other plans to celebrate this day with Amelia and I.”

Amelia too turns to look out on the crowd, her face turning a bit smug.

“I apologize, further,” Victor continues, turning his fury on Amelia as he says it. He wants to see her face. “For continued disruption to this wedding, as it has been cancelled.”

The crowd gasps, and Amelia snaps her furious face to his. She opens her mouth to speak, but Victor interrupts.

“Moments before she walked down the aisle, Amelia took it upon herself to lock my two children – my sons and heirs – into a closet in the Bridal Suite.”

to turn red with embarrassment. Clearly, she

the throng, who hush in order to listen. “This is an assault on my family, on my pack, on my lineage, on my heritage,” he says, his voice rising with every item in the list. “All done, I assume, because this…woman,” he sneers as the says the word,

as her mouth falls open in protest. Any of her words are drowned out as

almost instantly from an angry red to an icy white. Her hands start to tremble as she anticipates what is coming next. Victor turns to her then, focusing his ferocious gaze on her

housed you, welcomed you to my pack, and provided for your every need. In return, you have disrespected me, betrayed me, and endangered the health and

her mouth. This can’t be – she always wins with

Amelia,” Victor says, his voice dripping with molten

this, almost as one. Never, never would they have expected Victor

my mate, my fiancé, my partner. I mark you as a Rogue wolf, expel you from my pack, and let you fall upon whoevers hands will take up your worthless

below the breastbone. An ending, a closing of the circle, a separation of

to set eyes upon you again. To me, you are a dead thing. Worse,”

sob rips from Amelia’s throat, the loudest sound in the room. But Victor turns his eyes from her, away from

his trust, his heart, to bear. He couldn’t marry someone so selfish that she couldn’t share the spotlight for one moment with two little boys, his children. Someone who would endanger them, so

and back into the vestibule before the Bridal Suite. There

the next few moments, knows that all eyes will be upon him as he leaves the vestibule. What he

next to Evelyn, and his boys, who still cry softly but seem

quietly, calm, as he runs a hand over Ian’s hair and wipes a tear

Ian says,

says, his voice still soft. He takes a minute to glance around the room, again noticing the bridesmaid passed out

she all right?” He asks

little breathless and awed at the woman’s ruthlessness. “As a way to distract me, so she could lock the boys away. She