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

put up a hand to stop the doctor before he could administer the pain killers and the sedative. “Please,” Victor had said, his voice perfectly calm. “If I have a limited amount of time

nodded. That night, the doctor had

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 coming home for the last

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

shaking, until he had run out of tears. And then

him a good face, a cheerful family.

as Rafe greets Victor, and I’m glad of it. Rafe is happy and

greets him with happiness and enthusiasm, like the returning hero he is. Betas nod their happy greetings, my mother and sister wave,

Victor, I can see, only has eyes for

rapidly to their father, who smiles down at them and laughs at whatever they’re saying. Ian even goes so far as to grab the side of the gurney, hopping along until he matches

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

to bring Victor some sort of refreshment, and I smile

I turn my attention back to

down by his father’s legs. “Do you feel much better? Do

puts an arm around Ian, nestled up against his side, and laughs at Alvin’s question. “You can keep it

intrigued, studies his dad’s face. “Instead,” he suggests, “why don’t we just put wheels on all of our normal beds? We

but it turns into a cough. I bite my lip, trying to keep my spirits up. But every time, every time

Well, that he’s dying.

And the doctors say

on it, I stand up straight and clap my hands. “Okay, everyone!” I say, putting on a bright smile. “Time to say goodnight! Victor needs his rest, he’s got a

Victor has absolutely nothing to do tomorrow. But, understanding, they smile at

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