Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 183 – Alpha Command

At the back of the pack, Alvin sees his father begin to step forward, ahead of all of the other Beta troops –

He sees the focus of the guns on the watchtower at enemy barracks turn as one towards his dad –

And Alvin throws back his head and screams, howling with all of his might.

The Betas on either side of him flinch, shocked at the noise, and Alvin uses the opportunity to dash forward –

His arm is caught, though, by one of the Betas assigned to keep him safe.

“No!” the Beta shouts, “your commands! Your father told you to stay here!”

The other Beta takes Alvin’s other arm.

“No!” Alvin yells in response, fear and desperation on his face. “The are going to shoot my papa! I have to help him!”

The Betas faces are sad, anxious – they too see their leader stepping forward –

“You will let me go!” Alvin shouts, pulling at the hands on his arms, but his six-year-old strength isn’t enough to break it.

“We’re sorry!” The first Beta says, working hard to keep his hold on the writhing child. “Your father’s orders –“

Alvin stops suddenly, his body going perfectly still, and then he focuses his attention on the first Beta. “You will let me go,” he says, his voice even and deep. “I command it.”

The Beta feels his muscles tighten, frozen, obeying – he gasps and feels his hands loosen. But his mind, his thoughts, are still his own. “What the –“

Alvin quickly turns his attention to the other Beta. “You as well,” he says, his voice still taking on that note of command. “Release me.”

but his hands open. Alvin flies out of their grasp, streaking for the line of Hummers positioned behind the troops – the same cars that carried them there. Alvin chooses one in particular – one with a megaphone

– just moments have passed since Victor stepped forward

as one realize that Alvin told them to let him go, not to stay

Beta forces. “Run! Forward! Backward!

then, to everyone but Alvin’s shock,

the Hummer then, reaching in and grabbing Alvin, pulling

from the car and

the Betas drag him

everything!” the other Beta shouts, looking

father dead?” Alvin growls, knowing the answer. The two Betas look

say, one opening his mouth to try something anyway, when suddenly a group of dark figures swarms out from

away from Alvin, smashing them over the head with something hard – Alvin can’t quite tell what

he’s grasped roughly around the waist and hoisted into the air by one tall Beta he doesn’t recognize. Then, dangling from the crook of that man’s arm, Alvin is bounced roughly as the man runs with his companions to a set of vehicles they’ve hidden in the

says into the radio at his

rough treatment, his capture, but a hand smacks across his

a voice replies over the

in order to work the controls at the front of the 4-wheeler. Alvin does scream, then, but it doesn’t matter. He’s carried away – too far, too fast – before

the front of the field, wondering who the hell gave that command – that Alpha command – to scramble. But even as he looks Betas swarm around him, making it impossible for an onlooker to tell which of these men in tactical

a Beta Captain says, coming forward, concerned, “what is your

a streak of black coming across the field towards them. Just one – a

weapon, aiming it at the soldier rushing for them, his finger tightening on the

hand is there, against the side of the

about to pull

Rafe.

moments, Rafe reaches them, panting – putting his