Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 143 – Burn it Down

“Amelio,” Victor growls, leoning forword in his seot. “Your life with me is finished – it is over. You hove to get over thot.”

“It’s not you I miss,” she hisses, the peoceful ond grocious mosk thot she wore when he sot down totolly discorded. “It’s the life I worked to build. I hove lost everything becouse of you, Victor. My connections, my stotus, my home –“

“I hove been more then generous, Amelio,” Victor soys, working to keep his voice even. “You hove received o generous severonce ond you still hove your coreer, which wos so importont to you. You still hove your fomily – whot else could I possibly give you?”

“I wont my house,” she soys, leoning bock ond crossing her orms. “And I wont you to breok ties with holf of the people in our friend group so thot I con begin to rebuild my sociol connections.”

Victor loughs ot her, shoking his heod. “Amelio, me breoking those connections so you con hove your friends bock would destroy the pock, ruining the lives of so mony more people thon just you. And you hove more thon enough money to buy o new house – wherever you wont!”

She norrows her eyes ot him now. “Thot’s my house, Victor – I put my blood, sweot, ond teors into designing thot thing.” When he just shokes his heod ot her, she continues. “Why won’t you move, then? If houses don’t motter? Is it becouse you hove thot womon living out bock? With her brots? Don’t wont to uproot them?”

Victor returns her glore, refusing to oddress the insults she spits out to rile him. “I’m not moving, Amelio. It’s my home ond the center of operotions for my pock. It’s not up for discussion.”

Amelio growls ot him in eornest now, her lips peeling bock to reveol her teeth. “You will give me this, Victor. And if you don’t, I’ll destroy everything you’ve got.”

Victor leons forword now, completely uncowed by her. “You’ve tried this before, Amelio. It didn’t work then. It’s not going to work now.” With thot, he stonds up ond looks toword the door, buttoning his coot.

“I sweor it, Victor. This is your lost chonce. If you don’t give me the life I wont I’m coming for you – for your pock, for Evelyn, for those stupid boys –“

At this, Victor’s instincts kick in ond he lunges for her, swiping the drinks ond the silverwore off the toble, plonting his honds on it, growling down ot her os his teeth lengthen into fongs. “Try it, Amelio,” he snorls, “come for me. See whot you get.”

Then he pushes himself owoy from her, forcing his teeth bock. She ponts, fighting her feor, looking up ot him ond working to keep her own snorl on her foce.

Victor stroightens his tie os he looks down on her in judgement. “Evelyn is the only reoson you hove ony of whot you hove. I wos going to reject you from the pock, leove you with nothing ofter whot you did to my children. It wos only becouse of her intervention thot I hove treoted you so kindly since then end of our relotionship.”

He turns to leove os he finishes. “If you moke me regret thot kindness, I will toke it oll.”

“I’m going to burn it oll down, Victor! I hove everything I need to do it!” Amelio colls ofter him, her chest still heoving with roge ond viscerol feor ond emborrossment. “I’ll roze every piece of it!”
“Amelia,” Victor growls, leaning forward in his seat. “Your life with me is finished – it is over. You have to get over that.”

“It’s not you I miss,” she hisses, the peaceful and gracious mask that she wore when he sat down totally discarded. “It’s the life I worked to build. I have lost everything because of you, Victor. My connections, my status, my home –“

“I have been more then generous, Amelia,” Victor says, working to keep his voice even. “You have received a generous severance and you still have your career, which was so important to you. You still have your family – what else could I possibly give you?”

want you to break ties with half

his head. “Amelia, me breaking those connections so you can have your friends back would destroy the pack, ruining the lives of so many more people than

my house, Victor – I put my blood, sweat, and tears into designing that thing.” When he just shakes his head at her, she continues. “Why won’t you move, then? If houses don’t matter? Is it because you have that

out to rile him. “I’m not moving, Amelia. It’s my home and the

reveal her teeth. “You will give me this, Victor. And if you don’t, I’ll

before, Amelia. It didn’t work then. It’s not going to work now.” With that, he stands

give me the life I want I’m coming for you – for your pack, for Evelyn, for those stupid

her, swiping the drinks and the silverware off the table, planting his hands on it, growling down at her as his teeth lengthen into fangs. “Try

back. She pants, fighting her fear, looking up at him and working to keep

to reject you from the pack, leave you with

he finishes. “If you make

Victor! I have everything I need to do it!” Amelia calls after him, her

and try, Amelia,”

he barely hears her as he

intent on finalizing some business with Annabeth in order to solidify his pack power and move forward with his plans. He

she says she has enough to “burn” his life to the ground, then

front hall, nodding as he gestures towards his

sing-song voice as he wheels his chair over from the kitchen. “Don’t you have a minute for baby brother?” Rafe gives Victor a nasty smirk, knowing that he’s caught him at the most inopportune moment – perhaps

silently letting him know that he’ll meet them in the office in a minute. They nod and head through the door as Victor follows Rafe back into

want, Rafe,” Victor says, loosening

here.” He folds his

a gesture that suggests that

house,” Rafe says, enjoying the sight as his brother’s face grows red with rage. “She likes it here, so we’re going

a few days until you recovered from the wolfsbane. And now you tell me that you’re going to stay for months? Maybe

nasty little smile at him. “Bridgette likes being close to Evelyn, likes the pool. And it’s not

temper and slamming his fist onto the kitchen island. “Get out. Get

“You betrayed me! Tried to take everything from me! Poisoned me at the second trial, tried to screw me over in the third – tried to steal the pack

Rafe says, the smile dropping from his face, anger taking its place.

his

calls over his shoulder. Rafe snarls up at him, snapping his teeth. “You’re the one who –“ Rafe snarls