Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 172

#Chapter 172 – H-Hour

An hour later, Alvin is buckled into the back seat of the hummer, his hands folded in his lap, his little backpack tucked between his feet. He watches out the window as his father clears up some final instructions with Burton, who with stay with the cottage, and shakes Bridgette’s hand before starting to walk towards the car.

Alvin watches as Rafe gives Bridgette a lingering hug and a small kiss and then, to Alvin’s shock, follows his dad to the car.

Victor climbs into the driver’s seat and Rafe comes around to the passenger’s side, pulling the door open and climbing into the car. Alvin’s mouth drops open as he sees Rafe buckle his belt.

“What,” Alvin says quietly, “are you doing here?”

Both men, surprised, turn to look at him in the back seat.

“What?” Rafe asks, his dark brows drawing together.

“I asked,” Alvin says, crossing his arms. “What you are doing here, uncle Rafe.”

Rafe’s eyes go wide but Victor just laughs.

“Rafe is coming with us,” Victor says, turning his attention back to the already-running car and putting it in drive. At his signal, the convoy pulls out onto the road.

“Why,” Alvin asks, bitterness in his tone.

“You got a problem with me, kid?” Rafe asks sternly, but Alvin can see that he has a smirk on his face, as if it might be funny if Alvin did have a problem with him.

“You’re a sneaky betrayer,” Alvin says, still angry. Rafe bursts out laughing, which just makes Alvin madder.

Victor smiles as the convoy starts to pick up pace. “It’s okay, Alvin,” he says. “I commanded him to follow my every order. I used my Alpha compulsion, so he can’t break it. Right Rafe?”

Rafe rolls his eyes. “Yes, that’s right,” he says, peering out the window. “Not that it was necessary.”

Alvin looks between them, considering. “So, no matter what,” he asks. “Uncle Rafe has to do what you say? And not do anything to hurt you?”

“That’s right,” Victor says as they pull onto the highway. “Nothing to hurt me, or the campaign, or the pack.” He smirks at his brother. “He has to be a good little puppy.”

Rafe gives him a dirty look, but says nothing.

“Good,” Alvin says, narrowing his eyes at the back of Rafe’s head. “Because if he betrays you again, I’ll Alpha command him to jump off a bridge.”

front burst into

your point – you don’t trust me. Go easy on me,

don’t have

a little bit at that and then looks curiously at

at him and shrugs. “He’s the heir

his seat as the convoy drives

morning, and Alvin has indeed fallen asleep in the back. Victor feels sleep pulling at him too, though

his office and heads out to the fire pit, where his head Betas are waiting to begin to plan the attack. Seeing Victor take a seat at the

turns to him. “Well?”

the circle, where the Betas make room

him a little. “I’m surprised at you. The Rafe I know would have been brashly inserting himself in this circle until I yelled at him

well,” he says. “The Rafe you knew didn’t

him. “Well, don’t get too docile on me, Rafe. We

leans forward to join the

mostly because she took back roads, just in case someone knew to look out for her car in the area. She couldn’t be too

had helped her pack the knocked-out man into the trunk of her car. Then, he had also helped her gag him and then tie his hands and legs together, showing her specific knots he knew would hold for an hour or two

asked, pleased and baffled at

just smirked at her and told her not to ask questions she didn’t want answers to. Then, with a casual wave, he

even. But about fifteen minutes ago, Delia had started hearing thumps

murmured, looking over her shoulder.

the driveway, the noises from the trunk go silent. Joyce knows that the trunk will open

to the house. Really, it would

she calls, throwing

towards Delia and wrapping her arms around her. “Oh thank god,” Emma murmurs. “You were gone so long – I thought the worst

injuries, and she softly reaches out a hand to brush at the bruises already forming

Delia says, brushing her hand

Delia’s shoulder and then nods. “Okay. Let’s get

and Delia head out the door, Emma grabs a shotgun that Delia hadn’t noticed by the door. It hadn’t been there when she

get that thing,” Delia murmurs, eyeing the long

it this morning,” Emma says, looking at

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