Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 189

#Chapter 189 – Unexpected Terror

I stare down at Victor at my feet and then, wild, uncomprehending, I look up into the room beyond him.

There, at the door –

An absolute nightmare come true. I blink, unbelieving – it can’t be possible –

But then the nightmare speaks, my own name on its lips.

“Evelyn,” Joyce says, smirking as he steps forward. “So gracious of you, to distract him while I took aim.”

I gasp, my mind still reeling, and then I fall to my knees, taking Victor’s face in my hands. He groans, his eyes pressed closed –

“Victor,” I murmur, looking all over him – I can’t see a wound anywhere –

But of course, his back was to me when Joyce shot –

Unthinking, I pull Victor forward and he cries out in protestation against the movement. I look over his back and yes – there –

Blood is seeping, thick and heavy, from between the edges of his body armor.

“You,” I growl, the wolf raising inside me, fixing my eyes on Joyce, who stands over us now. “I am going to kill you, Joyce –“

“Careful, Evelyn,” Joyce says, lifting his gun so that it’s level with my face. “You wouldn’t want your children to see both of their parents shot dead today, would you?” My body goes still. I know he has me trapped, but my lips still pull back from my bared teeth.

“Joyce,” my mother says, coming forward a step. But she stops when he fixes her with his gaze.

“That was a pretty speech you made a few moments ago, Mrs. Walsh,” he says casually. “I caught the tail end of it as I was coming through the door, after Victor so helpfully cleared the path for me.”

My mother says nothing, and Joyce’s gun is still aimed at my face, so I can’t move to see her expression.

“It’s unfortunate that there’s not an ounce of truth to it.

had been pretending breaks when he says that last word. It leaves his

his, even,” Joyce says, indicating my father, still knocked out on the ground

breaking, and my hearing is attuned enough to every change in the room that I recognize the sound of her foot

glaring at her with a bare hatred I haven’t seen on his face

“What’s the point of all of this? You have lost. You don’t have a pack anymore – Victor destroyed it

never broke the siege on this house. He only got a small force in the back door and

blanche at this news – I had assumed – we all

cry out, but then his cry is muffled. Someone has put

I desperately want to turn around – or, even more, to look back down at Victor,

close my eyes, listening

even breathing

up in panic. Oh my god, is

he’s looking back down at me, a dirty sneer on his lips. “Now that I’ve taken out Victor, his sons will inherit his pack. And since I am the regent protector of the Walsh pack,” he begins

escapes my lips at this news, this idea. God

says, his voice light. “At kidnapping, torture, and

mother gasp behind me as she figures out our role in

Joyce continues, “everything has worked out neatly

glance away from Joyce to see a pack of Betas enter the room –

smiling that twisted smile down at

myself – it was probably stupid to make a sudden move, knowing there’s a gun pointed at me, but I didn’t even think about it. I just moved, covering Victor’s body

Victor’s groan of pain as I do so – thank god,

Joyce growls, stepping around me and delivering a swift kick to

the sharp pain that sets my ribs on fire. “Joyce!” I shout out, still clinging to Victor. “You can’t!

him, somehow still shocked by this man’s cruelty. You’d think I’d have learned by now. I see his intentions on his face before he speaks them

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