Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 127 – Night Stalker

“Three.”

Victor pulls his trigger at the same moment as two of his Betas. All three of Rafe’s troops fall to the ground, shrieking hideously.

Victor grimaces at the sounds, but works to stay perfectly still. This is one thing that is different from actual combat. If this had been a real-life situation, he and his Betas would have aimed to kill, and Rafe’s Betas would have fallen to the ground as silent as stones.

As it is, Rafe’s Betas are free to shriek to their heart’s content. In fact, they’re almost unable not to, considering the horrible wolfsbane now working its way into their bloodstream.

His instinct, in this moment, is to move away from racket of the shrieking Betas, whose noise is letting Rafe know that at least some members of Victor’s own team are within shooting range of the fallen men. One strategy would be immediately to pack up and move to a different part of the forest to let Rafe’s team approach again.

But Rafe has studied military strategy. There is every possibility that this is itself a trap – sacrifice three Betas and wait for Victor himself to stand up, revealing his position.

No, Victor holds steady, letting Rafe be the one who takes the bait. Rafe knows where he is now.

Come and get me, Victor thinks.

Victor’s troops are spread out in a wide semicircle in the forest, all within sight of each other’s binoculars, creating a trap for Rafe to walk into. Victor himself is the furthest point of the circle and the plan, ideally, is for Rafe and his troupes to walk into the circle. Once they do that, Victor’s Betas will move to surround them.

Of course, Rafe knows of this basic – if strong – strategy. There’s every chance he has prepared counter moves against it.

But Victor can’t think that far ahead – he has to stay in the moment, countering Rafe’s moves until it is his own time to strike.

“Sir?” He hears in his ear.

“I’m here” he responds.

“We have eyes on two more of the opposition’s Betas. No indication, yet, of the Alpha leader.”

“Received, Beta. Continue as planned.”

Victor narrows his eyes, looking through his scope and scanning the forest for signs of his brothers’ forces. As it stands now, Rafe is down 3 men, Victor was down none.

his eyes out for the two approaching Betas from Rafe’s squad. He knows that they won’t be

But where is Rafe?

their breath huffing out in front of them like tiny clouds. Suddenly, Ian puts out a hand, stopping his

to work,”

Alvin frowns. “Why not?”

gesturing around at the rest of the silent forest. “We can’t

quickly, understanding, staring around at the forest

a moment, he smiles, a little wicked. “I

c***s his head at him, frowning, a little angry not to have figured it out yet. Alvin’s smile widens as he points his finger upwards at the boughs of the pine forest interlocking overhead. “We will be like the sneaky squirrel,”

two dash over to the nearest tree, Ian boosting Alvin up into the air so he can reach the lowest branch. Then, wrapping his legs around the branch, Alvin hangs down

quickly after that, their light children’s bodies making the work easy for them. Once they are both in the tree, they move higher until they reach the boughs which are heavy enough to hold them, but long enough to intermingle with

you ready?” Ian

a little anxious. “You take lead,” he

takes a deep breath, launching himself out along the length of a branch and then leaping, agile, into the next tree, where he lands on a branch there and takes two more running steps

seeing how easy it was,

next tree, they grin at

easy, Alvin says to

no time, Ian responds,

for their uncle below the trees. Their wolf’s instincts make easy work of their travel through the

them long to find a group of Rafe’s forces. They stop in a tall, thickly-branched pine, peering out

whispers, counting quickly. He sniffs the air and studies their scents, their faces, their figures. “None of them

are the rest of

“They must have split

then do

don’t know. We have to tell papa

hear screams

says, preparing to jump. “That could have

that was not papa,” Alvin says, shaking his