Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 250 – Help from a Friend

Alvin gasps as Victor slows the car down, pulling up to their destination. “I know where we are!” he cries, pressing his hands eagerly to the car door and bringing his face close to the window.

“You do?” Victor asks, frowning at his son in the rear view mirror.

“Yeah!” Alvin replies, nodding eagerly. “The fire station! We’ve been here before, for a birthday party!”

“Oh,” Victor responds mildly, shrugging it off. He shouldn’t be surprised, he supposed – the boys had lived in this neighborhood for a long time, and fire houses were common-enough gathering places. “Are you ready?” he asks.

“Yup!” Alvin replies, taking off his seatbelt and pulling the handle on his door. He frowns at it when it doesn’t open, and then frowns at his dad, who blesses the invention of child safety locks.

“Alvin,” Victor says seriously turning to his son. “Remember, we’re here on official business, okay? Not for fun. So you’ve got to be an Alpha today. Very serious and well-behaved. All right?”

“Yes,” Alvin says, determined, working hard to wipe the excitement from his face. He doesn’t even come close to succeeding. Victor can’t help but smile a little and goes around the car to open his son’s door.

Victor hadn’t intended to take Alvin with him today, but the boys freaked out when they saw that he was leaving the house in one of his suits. They knew that he was going somewhere important, and they were dying to accompany him. Victor had said no, of course – he had to keep his head straight today – but Alvin had looked at him with those big brown eyes, and had brought up the fact that Ian had been allowed to go to the prison with him.

“Why don’t I get to do Alpha stuff?” Alvin had asked in a frail little voice, and Victor’s heart had broken.

So, now, here Alvin was, along on a very important and delicate mission. Victor sighs as he pulls the handle on his son’s door, hoping it isn’t a mistake.

It’s hard to regret, though, when he sees his kid’s smile and feels Alvin take his hand. “Okay, dad,” Alvin says with a nod. “You lead the way.”

Victor nods in agreement and together the pair head into the fire station, looking around for the person they came here to meet. Before Victor can find him, though, Alvin surprises him by crying out again.

“Uncle Mark!” Alvin shouts, and suddenly the boy’s hand is gone from Victor’s. Victor turns swiftly and sees his son streaking towards a gigantic firefighter who is crossing the room, his boots in his hand. Victor’s eyes go wide with surprise as the firefighter blinks at his son and then his face breaks into a big smile.

“Hey, little buddy!” Mark cries out, dropping to one knee and wrapping the little boy in a big hug. “Long time no see!”

Victor frowns, walking slowly over to the firefighter hugging his son, his face deliberately cool. When he reaches the pair, he says nothing, just stands by watching them catch up. Who the hell was this guy?

“Mark,” Alvin says, looking between the firefighter and his dad. “Do you know my daddy?”

little man,” Mark says, grinning down at the boy

muscled. Victor is used to being the tallest man in the room and he doesn’t

Mark says, glancing awkwardly

over!” Alvin explains enthusiastically, beaming up at Victor. “In mommy’s room! We used to

mouth to enquire further when he’s interrupted by

and leaning casually against the wall. “Glad you could

minute

That all three…

down his face to hide his embarrassed blush.

not?” Edgar asks,

his pockets. “She would die laughing.

and Victor silently thanks

the shoulder. “Come upstairs, where

the same since

with me,” Mark says

Victor asks, pleased

looking down at Alvin and giving him a little nudge. “We’ve got some really tiny places in the truck engines that need

takes Alvin away then,

stairs. “No worries. He’ll

a comfortable if shabby common room with a kitchen, a big-screen TV, and a couple of

of coffee. “I mean,” he shrugs, “it’s a step down from the intensity of Beta life

looks at Edgar seriously then. “Do you ever feel like

at Victor intently and then down at his cup of coffee. “Is that what this is about?” he

coming by to watch the game?” Victor replies, his voice hard. Edgar meets Victor’s eyes again, holding them. “I need your help, Edgar,” Victor continues

of coffee back down on the counter. There’s a moment

“Amelia.”

frowns at him, then. “How are you two doing

“What?” Edgar asks, confused.

this morning,” Victor says, shaking his head. “What, can you two just read my mind or something? Did she

leaning back on the counter and smiling at Victor like an old friend. Victor’s grateful for it, for this man and all he’s done for him. He hates to ask for more but…well, if it was a case of keeping Evelyn and his boys safe, there’s nothing he wouldn’t ask of