Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 198 – Home Remedies

When we come back to the house, everyone is on the porch waiting for us.

My mother, Emma, and Delia are standing there, the boys in front of them. Huge bright smiles light Alvin and Ian’s faces – they’re so, so excited to see their dad.

I can’t help but laugh when I take them in, and Victor works to sit up straighter on his gurney so that he can see over my shoulder. When he sees the boys, his face lights up.

Good. I knew that it was the right choice, to bring him home. It will be better here, with the love and support of family to heal him.

The doctor had been dour when we had left. He had agreed that moving Victor to the cottage wouldn’t hurt him, but he wasn’t a big believer in home remedies like this. His projection for Victor’s health still hadn’t changed.

Little too no hope for a recovery.

The words clang through my mind every minute of every day, even when I am asleep.

Just too much damage.

A miracle.

I grit my teeth together as Rafe comes down the front steps of the cottage, Bridgette behind him. If a miracle is what it takes, then that’s what I would give him. Even if I had to spin it out of thin air.

Rafe and Bridgette are waiting as the paramedics open the back door of the ambulance, preparing to lift the gurney out carry Victor to the house.

“Welcome home, brother,” Rafe says, clapping Victor on the shoulder as soon as he’s in reach. Victor smiles at him, slowly raising his hand to grip Rafe’s arm.

“It’s good to be home,” Victor says, and I can tell that he genuinely means it.

slept most of the time, with me by his side. But in the hours that he was awake, I could see him starting to figure out his situation. That the

had said, his voice perfectly calm. “If I have a limited amount

hesitated and then nodded. That night, the doctor had prepared

working. Organizing things at home, interviewing and hiring nurses, preparing everyone for what was to come. Rafe had taken it the hardest, the news that Victor was likely

Alpha, I suppose I was used to men who kept their emotions inside, who refused to be that vulnerable in front of anyone, let

out of tears. And then

plan to make Victor comfortable. To show him a good face, a cheerful family. To fight

there is no sign of that vulnerable, devastated brother as Rafe greets Victor, and I’m glad of it. Rafe is happy and excited to welcome his brother home,

carry Victor up the porch stairs and wheel him into the house, everyone greets him with happiness and enthusiasm, like the returning hero he is. Betas nod their happy greetings, my mother and sister wave, Dina

can see, only has eyes

their father, who smiles down at them and laughs at whatever they’re saying. Ian even goes

Ian about jostling his father and Ian just bares his teeth at him. Victor laughs, and so do I. The paramedic just shakes

the room and my mother and sister come as well, Delia following behind. Bridgette and Rafe head into the kitchen to bring Victor some sort of refreshment, and I

room, I turn my attention back to Victor and our boys. They’re the only thing that really

father’s legs. “Do you feel much better? Do we get to keep this wheely bed when you

up against his side, and laughs at Alvin’s question. “You can keep

we just put wheels on all of our normal

spirits up. But every time, every time things start to look

Well, that he’s dying.

say there’s

I say, putting on a bright smile. “Time to say goodnight! Victor needs his rest,

of course – everyone knows it. The sun has barely gone down and Victor has absolutely nothing to do tomorrow. But, understanding, they smile at me and begin to gather around Victor,

slowly, everyone begins to leave. As I asked them to, earlier this morning. Tonight…I just want it to be us.