#Chapter 136 – Making a New Home

“You invited my brother to stay with us? Here?” He hisses, his face suddenly red with exhaustion and anger.

“I had to!” I protest, keeping my voice low and glancing to the living room, where I know our two little spies are surely listening.

“Evelyn,” he says, exhasperated. “Rafe just betrayed me – betrayed us! Tried to take everything we have –“

“I know!” I say, spreading my hands in protest, “but what else could I do! We can’t leave her alone with him right now – don’t you see that he’ll take it out on her?!”

“Have you considered,” he growls, moving closer to me, “that perhaps he picked her precisely because she’s the kind of girl we won’t be able to help wanting to save? That she’s another pawn in his game?”

I bite my lip. Actually, I hadn’t thought of this. But it changes nothing. I raise my eyes to his. “Victor, it doesn’t matter. Even if she’s part of his plan, she’s still a person. She needs us.”

He rolls his eyes and heaves a deep sigh, looking up at the ceiling. “Evelyn…”

“Please,” I say, putting my hand on his. “Just…don’t kick them out, for a few days, at least. Until he’s at full strength.”

“I want him gone,” he growls, “as soon as he can stand. Otherwise, I might rip him apart myself.”

“Just two days,” I say, begging. “Please.”

He returns his gaze to mine, shaking his head. “Fine, Evelyn,” he says, giving in. “But if they burn this house to the ground while they’re here, it’s on your head.”

I purse my lips as I stand up straight, coming close to him and raising my chin for a kiss. “No, baby,” I murmur. “You have insurance for that.”

He growls again, in no mood for my jokes, but he gives me the requested kiss. A light one, but with promise.

“Mom?” Ian’s voice comes sleepily over the couch. “Can we go home now?”

“Food first!” I say, glad for the interruption. Then I head to the fridge, where the chef had left a casserole for us to heat up upon our return. “Then we can go down to the cottage.”

I take the casserole out and start to spoon big portions onto plates for my sons and I. Then I raise an eyebrow at Victor, silently inquiring if he wants some.

the boys just stay here tonight? If they’re tired, why

the boys can have their food at the same time. “They need more consistency in their life, Victor. If that’s where

moves closer to me. “Well, why don’t we

it. “You want them to

lessons, and all their meals. I want

up at him and I turn fully to him, angry now. “Victor, you cannot just

hands. I feel my

to the house, with me. It’s…right, now. Don’t you think? An Alpha

“Did you…did you just ask me to

laughs at me again, in a sweet way, and takes another step forward, wrapping a hand around my back to pull me to him. “Yes, Evelyn. Are you so

up at him, honestly

me officially his Luna this morning – in front of witnesses

But still –

Victor’s face changes as he sees the new expression on my face

Victor holds me closer. “What, Evie?” he asks, searching my face as if he can find the

a steady moment and then let my

Modern and sleek, full of sunlight.

furniture and décor, in fabric –

has Amelia written all over

his feelings. Victor waits

didn’t just decorate it together. We designed it.” He drops his hands from me and leans against the counter, studying me. “Actually, to be

I say, considering. I hadn’t

the space for the view.” With that, he nods out the western window, which

ended your relationship with her.

his eyes and he nods, agreeing. It feels the

here with you, in the home that she built for the two of you, for your future. I can’t sleep in…her bed. On the sheets that she

interrupting before I go into more detail. He nods, understanding. “I get it, Evelyn. I get it, and I understand. If things were

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