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.

hours that he was awake, I could see him starting to

before he could administer the pain killers and the sedative. “Please,” Victor had said, his voice perfectly calm. “If I have

night, the doctor had prepared all

hiring nurses, preparing everyone for what was to come. Rafe had taken it the hardest, the news that

man weep like that. As the daughter of an Alpha, I suppose I was used to men who kept their emotions inside, who refused to be that vulnerable in front of anyone, let alone a

tears. And then he had

show him a good face, a cheerful family. To fight with everything we

that vulnerable, devastated brother as Rafe greets Victor, and I’m glad of it.

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 laughs and gives him a

only

at them and laughs at whatever they’re saying. Ian even goes so

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

following behind. Bridgette and Rafe head into the kitchen to bring Victor some sort of refreshment, and

and the living room, I turn my attention

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

against his side, and laughs at Alvin’s question. “You can keep it if you’d like,” Victor replies, “though I don’t know where we’ll

just put wheels on all of our normal beds? We already have room

laughs at this, but it turns into a cough. I bite my lip, trying to keep my spirits up. But every time, every time things start to look bright, there is some dark reminder that he

Well, that he’s dying.

the doctors say there’s nothing

and clap my hands. “Okay, everyone!” I say, putting on a bright smile. “Time

it. The sun has barely gone down and Victor has absolutely nothing to do tomorrow. But, understanding, they smile at me and begin to

As I asked them to, earlier this morning.