Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 169 – Mobilizing the Forces

“Don’t give Alvin any details, please,” Evelyn says, considering her request that Ian contact his twin. “Just…tell him we’re okay?”

Ian nods, closing his eyes and concentrating, a little frown on his face. Evelyn waits patiently, trying to keep even her breathing quiet, working hard not to interrupt.

A few minutes later, Ian opens his eyes, continuing to frown. “It’s…harder,” he says, thinking it over. “Even harder than when we were far away. I guess it is grandpapa telling me not to. But it’s still there – like talking to him underwater. We can send images and feelings, but…not words anymore.”

Evelyn nods, biting her lip. Not that Ian talking to Alvin was an important part of her strategy but…well. It’s another resource not at their disposal.

“I send him a picture of you, just like this,” Ian says, putting out a finger to touch her face, indicating the blanket pulled up over their heads, “so he sees us now, but he won’t know where we are.”

Evelyn bites her lip at that. “Did he…did he see my black eye?”

“Oh,” Ian says, frowning, as if he just thought of it. “Yes, I’m sorry. That was part of the image, but I don’t really notice it anymore.”

Evelyn nods, accepting it. “It’s okay,” she says, giving him a smile.

“I also told him that we love him.” Ian says seriously, and Evelyn’s smile broadens.

“That was good of you,” she says. “I want him to know, every day, that I love him so much.”

“He sent a message back,” Ian says. “He says…he says he loves you too. And so does daddy. And that he’s sorry and is trying very hard to find you.”

Evelyn bites her lip at this, closing her eyes, trying to keep the pain off of her face.

She wants to believe it. So, so much.

At the dinner table, Alvin suddenly drops his fork.

Victor’s attention is immediately on him, though it takes Rafe and Bridgette a minute to notice that something is going on.

Alvin closes his eyes, almost holding his breath in concentration. Rafe opens his mouth to ask what’s happening, but Victor holds up his hand, a plea for silence.

A few minutes later, Alvin opens his eyes, taking a deep breath.

“I’m talking to Ian,” he says quietly, his face tired. “But it is…harder. There is something in the way, blocking us.”

“Do you have any idea what it is?” Victor asks, “or any idea where they are?”

“Ian is sending me a picture, right now,” he says, very quiet. “It’s of mama…she’s

just concentrates. After a moment, Victor can’t help himself.

eyes open and he bites his lip. “She is happy,” he says, “but…she has

this, his eyes narrowing in determination. Whoever hurt her – he’s going to kill

but then shuts his eyes

at

giving a little smile. “Ian is just telling me that they love

“Can you send

“I can try. It is harder – I don’t know what is happening to

you can do. But please, tell them that we love them too. That I’m looking for her, and that

then, about a few minutes later, picks up his fork and starts eating

his pot roast. “What?”

you…send it?” Bridgette asks,

yeah!” Alvin says with a big smile and a shrug. “I think

that she was safe, happy – but god damnit, where was she? And

image that he sent you. Do you have any clues that tell you where

away and Victor knows, instantly,

his full formidable attention on his son. “Please. Tell me what

pushing the food around on his plate with his

before Rafe speaks. “Well,” he says. “Did Ian tell you?

his eyes at his uncle. “No,” Alvin says. “He

anyway,” Victor

Slowly, Alvin nods.

us,” Rafe says, his logic faulty but, perhaps, technically true. “Ian didn’t break his promise

again but Victor

Alvin,” he says quietly. “You know I’m not going to do anything

face up to meet his fathers. “Well,” he says, “when I was there before, mommy doesn’t know this, but we were allowed to look around the house before

his stomach. He starts to intuit himself where this

And the blanket that mommy had over her head in the picture?” Alvin looks around at

Victor nods once.

at his plate. “It’s the same as the comforter that was on her bed. When

Victor says, his voice

ashamed of himself, Alvin nods, conflicted about his choice