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.

side. But in the hours that he was awake, I could see him

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 left, let me

nodded. That night, the doctor had prepared all the paperwork

preparing everyone for what was to

seen a man weep like that. As the daughter of an Alpha, I suppose I was used to men who

He had wept, his shoulders shaking, until he had run out of tears. And

make Victor comfortable. To show him a good face, a cheerful family. To fight with everything we had, in the privacy of

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, and I know that it is

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 laughs and gives him

Victor, I can see, only has eyes

they’re saying. Ian even goes so

stern word to Ian about 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

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

the arch between the kitchen and the living room, I turn my attention back to Victor and

by his father’s legs. “Do you feel much better? Do we get to keep

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

we just put wheels on all of our normal beds?

my spirits up. But every time, every time things start to look bright, there is some

Well, that he’s dying.

And the doctors say

I say, putting on a bright smile. “Time to say

has absolutely nothing to do tomorrow. But,

to, earlier this morning. Tonight…I just want it to be us. Want it