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

say, boss,” she says as she leans down to

helping Victor to keep organized while he makes plans to

the necessary cars, Victor leans down and crooks a

a pile of paperwork and then dashes over to his father. “Ready for duty,

still doing up?” Victor asks, working to keep

frowns at

him. “Yes, you’re being very helpful,” he says. “But aren’t you tired?

up at his father with determination. “I

of his son, putting a hand on his shoulder. “And I appreciate your help,

interrupts, seeing

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

nods, understanding. “But I’m

a bit of a lie – Alvin’s clearly running on adrenaline. But, he’s also the heir to the pack. Victor isn’t going to stop him from participating in the running of it, at least not

considers this for a moment, though. One late

going to be long and complicated. What, really, was he going to

I. So that we can make a big push in a few days.

Alvin nods eagerly, understanding.

what’s coming next. “Alvin,” Victor continues, “I want you to stay

but then, Victor

and stomping his foot. “No, I’m going with you. You

holds back a laugh at this – of course he can stop him

he’s going to be right there with mommy, so you can’t

I’d make sure Ian stayed home too, safe and

softer, though his face

at this.

help you – we helped you at the trial

put yourself in unnecessary danger,” Victor says sternly, “entering an active war zone when you knew you weren’t supposed

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