Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 158 – Split

That afternoon, Victor runs through the woods of the encampment. When he had originally purchased the land, it was all wooded with trees like these, but he’d had most of them cut down, repurposing the wood to build parts of the encampment and the barracks.

But these acres of woods he left for Betas to try themselves in, creating mock battles to prepare for the ones they’d face in real life. Paths wove around the woods, miles of them – and Victor was on them this evening, running himself until his breath was sharp in his lungs, until he could finally think again with some degree of clarity.

He stops in the middle of the woods when he’s finally run out, bending down to put his hands on his knees, panting. He works out every day in the morning of course – but today, he’s really pushed himself.

Still, as far as he’s gone, as much as he’s pressed…he can’t get her out of his head.

Evelyn. What the hell was he going to do with Evelyn?

Because as the blood courses through him, he knows, internally, that he can’t live without Evelyn.

Victor sinks down to the forest floor, his feet still planted on the ground, his arms resting over his knees, staring up through the canopy of the trees.

It was different with Amelia. When he had made that decision – ended the mating bond, ended the relationship – he had known that there was a finality to it. That he was finished, could never trust her, wouldn’t regret it – not really – if he never saw her ever again.

But with Evelyn…god, he couldn’t imagine his life without her anymore. Couldn’t imagine a day without her face, her smile, her laugh – let alone a lifetime of growing old without her.

Was he just being an i***t? Victor wonders this as he stares up, seeking the sky between the leaves. Was he just missing Evelyn, wanting her back because he’s in love with her? Would it be a horrible mistake to take her back?

Was it easier to leave Amelia merely because she had betrayed him more, and he had gotten sick of it? He had more proof, more evidence, of her complete disregard for his feelings and emotions – is that what had made it easy?

If he went back to Evelyn, tried again, started anew with clean slates – would he just be falling into the same old trap? Would she, too, betray him again and again?

Victor sighs, looking back down at his hands. God damnit, but he was sick of questions with no answers.

he stands and slowly begins

his car is parked. No one bothers him. Earlier in the day, a few Betas had come to report but

well – they were strong, capable people who could certainly handle it themselves. Instead, Victor climbs back into his car

it really

Certainly, it had been a conniving play for power and information wherein Evelyn had

the timing of when the therapy first began, right

would he not have

been so horrible to her, in those first months. Threatening to take the children away from her, calling her a surrogate, blaming

the highway, Victor considers that from the moment he met her, Evelyn had acted from a sense of self-preservation. When Joyce betrayed her, she went out into the world seeking an encounter that would allow her to regain

discovered she was pregnant, she

no one could care for them

Evelyn. He was an Alpha, for god’s sake – he should be in more control of himself when it comes to losing his temper, in sorting

he admires Evelyn. In so many

she had pushed her betrayal too far. She had continued talking to him on the phone as his therapist

that hadn’t been useful to him? She had told him that Amelia was a snake, and she was. She had told

as his Luna, had he been smart enough to seek it. She

damnit, he was

reestablish their trust in each other. But importantly, there, was the concept of each other. Because he was not blameless

the lone transgressor. Nor was she the victim. It was so much more complicated

the house, he knows, in his gut as

hour later, his hands in his pockets, his shirt still stained with sweat from his long run, his Betas give him a worried look. Victor frowns at them, wondering if he really does look

he decides not to ask, instead focusing on the task at hand. Of finding Evelyn, begging her forgiveness, asking

into the house, he knows immediately that something