Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 194 – Confessions

Outside of the house, Rafe paces back and forth in front of the line of Hummers. Victor’s Beta army – all of those who are not injured or otherwise incapacitated – are here, anxiously awaiting their orders.

A group of them continues to attack the weak entry points to the Walsh home, but they’re constantly rebuffed by the small group of Betas still fighting for control inside.

Rafe had told Victor to go full assault now – to just start raining Betas from helicopters, to go in at every point. But Victor had said it was too risky – that Walsh had Evelyn and the boys as his captives. And there was no telling what he would do to them.

But now? It was too quiet – far too quiet for far too long. He knew, deep within himself, that something had gone wrong. And he’s cracking at the strain of both wanting to act and wanting to await his brother’s orders.

“Three more minutes,” Rafe growls to himself, under his breath. That’s all they get.

He flinches, though, when he hears the loudspeakers on the cars behind him click on – all of the loudspeakers.

“Victor,” Rafe murmurs, his head spinning towards them. Only it’s not Victor’s voice that comes through.

Annabeth Prath is in her home, putting the finishing touches on dinner, when her phone rings. She picks the phone up off the counter top, frowning when she sees a strange number and the request for a video call. She ignores the call and puts it back down.

A text message comes through from the same number. “Annabeth, it’s Evelyn Ortega. Please pick up.”

Surprised, Annabeth blinks at the screen. Before she can think about the strangeness of the situation, though, the number calls again. Annabeth accepts the call, her phone switching to a video of a strange house.

Except, it’s not Evelyn on the line. It’s her son, Ian, his face unsteady on the screen.

“HI!” He says. “Would you mind, very much, please, to put your phone on mute?”

Annabeth frowns at him and opens her mouth to talk, but he interrupts.

away. “It’s important – and we don’t have

that the boy is walking rather quickly and that

says, hesitating. And then, some instinct prompts her to quickly flick on the screen recording mechanism as well. Something was happening, she could tell, and she wanted to record it just in

the point of view of the camera to face forward. The screen shifts to a lower angle, almost as if the boy put the phone in his pocket, the camera just peeking out from the

as those of the

as the woman walks through that door.

room where her father had locked her and her family up only a few hours earlier. Where he was tied, now, with

his father’s radio strapped wrapped around his waist, the receiver pinned to his shoulder, just as his father wore it. Dressed all in black, he looks every bit

little boy

of them from his place on the floor. John Walsh

boys standing on either side of her. “Hi, dad,” Evelyn

his mouth is free. “Untie me,

here, but it doesn’t work on her anymore. He is no longer the Alpha of the pack. Her

at heart. You imprisoned me, imprisoned my sons, tried to use me as bait to lead Victor to an easy

growls. “This is my pack – and Victor’s will be mine too, as soon as he dies in that

Victor dies,” Evelyn says softly, holding his gaze with

as my own. Hold regency and sway over all of the packs in the region. Keep you and your

asks quietly, pretending to be intrigued. “What would

a strong place in this future, if you could just see it and trust me, as you always should have done. Now let me go, Evelyn. That man is dead, downstairs

trust that, dad,” Evelyn says swiftly. “Even your own Betas betrayed you, switching their allegiance from you to

will be punished, put to