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.”

wonder at the boy, but his hands open. Alvin flies out of their grasp, streaking for the line of Hummers positioned

forward onto the field, since Alvin gave his command,

to stay behind. They bolt

Beta forces. “Run! Forward! Backward!

to everyone but Alvin’s

arrive at the door to the Hummer then, reaching in and grabbing Alvin, pulling him away from the

away from the car and towards the tree line behind them. “You

the Betas drag him again

the other Beta

The two Betas look

knowing what to say, one opening his mouth to try

head with something hard – Alvin

doesn’t recognize. Then, dangling from the crook of that man’s arm, Alvin is bounced roughly as the man runs

the radio

treatment, his capture, but a hand smacks across his mouth and places

a voice replies over the radio. “Bring him to the

of the 4-wheeler. Alvin does scream, then, but it doesn’t matter. He’s carried away – too far, too fast – before

spins at 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 black is the leader who just

coming forward, concerned, “what

Victor says, still confused, looking around – but suddenly, he sees a streak of black coming across the field towards them. Just one – a single soldier, running from the enemy ranks directly

the soldier

Victor’s hand is there,

his Beta was about to

Rafe.

Rafe reaches them, panting – putting his hands