Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 181 – From the Sky

Victor leads his forces on foot, but overhead, his aerial forces begin their attack. They swoop low overhead, the chopping of helicopter blades and the hum of small-aircraft engines covering the pounding of feet as Victor’s ground forces plunge ahead.

He watches the skies carefully as his troops pick up speed, wanting to ensure that his aerial forces are following their instructions precisely.

Victor knows, from his reconnaissance, that Walsh and Willard have no aerial forces of their own – in the trade for Evelyn, Victor had traded Willard only ground troops, no special forces.

It’s a significant advantage that Victor has, even with his lesser numbers. His enemies are largely on foot and the majority of them are massed ahead, waiting for Victor’s ground forces to reach them.

The enemy forces have an advantage there too, though – they make no move as Victor’s forces come forward, willing to hold their position close to the barracks so that Victor’s forces can exhaust themselves on the assault, and so that they have a convenient wall to retreat

But, until that clash can happen, Victors helicopters and planes have the opportunity to do their damage.

They swoop ahead, almost completely unimpeded except for some gunfire from below, which does nothing to stop them. When they reach the back of the barracks, the helicopters begin to drop bombs. Victor watches them fall through the air like tiny black seeds that fall from the heavens and then bloom into flames below.

He grimaces a little, knowing that death comes with each bomb, hating it. He regrets every death that comes at his hand, especially since he knows that men that he trained, his own former Betas, might be catching the brunt of it.

But the bombs that he ordered to be dropped – they’re strategically placed to take out areas of Walsh’s encampment that his spies had already marked as weapons caches, as offices and supply centers. Victor seeks, as much as he can, to spare lives and instead cripple Walsh’s forces.

This is, after all, an attempted takeover. Victor seeks to take this pack as his own, for his children as well as the good of all of the packs in their political circle. Walsh and Willard are to greedy – seeking power for their own good.

If he wins, Victor hopes – truthfully – to bring peace to his people. To build resources like the school to help them grow and prosper. Not simply to build his own coffers.

After the helicopters swoop away, their damage done, the small-engine planes come in quick behind them. Victor smirks here, excited to see this next weapon at work.

His Betas had questioned him at first, when he had ordered – months ago – the purchase of about a dozen small aircraft usually used for farm work, for the survey of fields and crop dusting. But when they’d heard his plan, they’d eagerly agreed and got to work on the mechanics of Victor’s new weapon.

Just as the planes swoop past the first line Victor skids to a stop, holding up one hand and shouting “HOLD!” at the top of his voice.

They all drop to one knee, turning their backs towards

has to turn his face away, to breathe into the apparatus built into his

worked when he hears the combined shrieking of hundreds of enemy Betas, who have fallen, incapacitated by

the air would be safe to breathe, so Victor counts quietly to

minutes of his life as he waits for the seconds

back turned to his enemy, completely blind – completely vulnerable, really, to whatever

wolfsbane clears from

really, to let Walsh and Willard do

happen in this

could come, strike him between

could be happening outside, too – Victor could open his eyes to see that his

pointed right at him,

on his oxygen unit letting him

of oxygen with them. When the tiny tanks run out – just twenty seconds from now – they will turn, as one, to meet

races, filled

Ten seconds now.

Five.

his body armor, dropping it to the ground

moment, over the hill, in the bowls of the big house, Evelyn sits stock straight on the her little prison bench, hearing the pounding

listens, her heartrate ratcheting up, as they storm towards her

in the lead twists the key in

– no idea if it’s where she wants to go – but instinctually, she

on the Beta’s chest, refusing to be taken without a fight. “Take your damn