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.

unfortunate that there’s not an ounce of

says that last word. It leaves

indicating my father, still knocked out on the ground

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

bare hatred I haven’t

“What’s the point of all of

getting into this room, he never broke the siege on this house. He only got a small force in the back door and down this hall. The majority of his forces are

news – I had assumed – we all had assumed that it was

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

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

eyes, listening hard

he even

ratchets up in panic.

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 to smile now, “I’m sure I can make a neat argument for

the groan that escapes my lips at this news,

best efforts, Emma,” Joyce says, his voice

me as

looks like,” Joyce continues, “everything has worked out neatly

to see a pack of Betas enter the room – some of the same ones who were in here earlier, planning with my father. I see the

Joyce says, still smiling that twisted smile down at me, “and put him in

I cry out, throwing myself on top of him. I can’t help 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,

horrible as it is, I’m relieved to hear Victor’s groan of pain as I do so

me and delivering a swift

I shout out, still clinging to Victor. “You can’t! He needs a doctor! Now!” I yell. “Or he

Joyce’s low laugh and look up at him, somehow still shocked by this man’s cruelty. You’d think I’d have learned by now. I see his

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