Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 171

#Chapter 171 – Good friends in tough places

Delia scrambles, her vision darkening as Joyce squeezes her throat even tighter. She can’t think – can’t breathe –

All she can do is look into his cruel face, his teeth elongating before her eyes, his rage overtaking his desire for information –

Then, suddenly, there’s a crash and the pressure on her throat lessens –

Delia gasps, welcoming the fresh rush of oxygen that floods her throat, falling to her knees. Her hands go directly to her neck, soothing her wounded skin, but she frantically looks around, trying to figure out what –

There – on the floor, Joyce, his eyes closed and his mouth open – glass and liquid scattered all over his back and around him – as Delia, breathes her nose smarts at the scent –

Delia’s eye flit upwards to see Cliff standing there, the neck of a broken liquor bottle in his hand, staring down at Joyce.

“Knew he was trouble,” Cliff says quietly, “the moment he walked in.”

Delia can’t help the shocked little laugh that comes out of her then. Cliff looks at her then, shaking his head, offering a hand to help her up.

“You okay?” he asks.

“Yeah,” she says, her knees shaking a little. “I wasn’t…expecting it to go so bad so fast.”

Cliff just shrugs. “I don’t like it when strangers come in and mess with my favorite customers.”

Truly touched, Delia suddenly wraps her arms around him in thanks. She and Evelyn had been coming here for years, and while they had quickly developed an affection for the gruff bartender, they had never known it to be reciprocated.

Cliff hesitates for a moment and then pats Delia on the back. “There there,” he says, awkwardly, as if he can’t think of anything else to say.

Delia laughs and pushes away. “Do you want to help me with one last thing?”

Cliff glances around the room at the customers who are studiously minding their own business and then nods.

“Okay,” Delia says, walking to stand at Joyce’s feet. “You take the front, I take the back. We have to get him to my trunk.”

but take him out the back. Don’t want to upset the customers more than you

you say, boss,” she says as she leans down to heft Joyce’s

up, helping Victor to keep organized while he makes plans to shut

moved to prepare the necessary cars, Victor leans down and crooks

pile of paperwork and then dashes over to his father. “Ready for duty, sir!” Alvin says, shooting him a little

up?” Victor asks, working to keep his

frowns at

says. “But aren’t you tired? You’re

his father with determination. “I

a hand on his shoulder. “And I appreciate your help, son,” he

interrupts, seeing where the

than even our youngest recruit. You have to take care of yourself, Alvin,

understanding. “But I’m

the heir to the pack. Victor isn’t going to stop him

this for a moment, though. One late

he going to do with his

Victor says. “We’re going to the camp tonight – the Betas and I. So that we can make a big push

Alvin nods eagerly, understanding.

coming next. “Alvin,” Victor continues, “I want you to stay here. With Burton, and

– but then,

and stomping his foot. “No, I’m

course he can stop him – but Alvin

again. “Ian gets to be there – he’s going to

make sure Ian stayed home

kids, dad,” Alvin says, his voice softer, though his face is still red

at this.

but we are…special. We can do things, papa. We can help you – we helped you at the trial to decide who owned the pack! You

sternly, “entering an active war zone when you

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