Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 126

The forest is dark, but Victor moves through it like a predator, scenting the air, his eyes attuned to the night. Every one of his instincts is alive, awake to every breath of wind that stirs a leaf, every animal tread that echoes through the night.

He has been training for years for a night like this, a claim he knows Rafe cannot make.

Victor lays down in a patch of brush, his body flat against the cold snow on the forest floor. Slowly, he props up his rifle so that he can peer through the scope. His forces are all in position, ready to take care of Rafe’s when they come looking for him.

not have the patience to sit and wait. He will the boundaries as soon as he gets bored.

ike a father to both of them. Several years older, he had trained them, teased them, learned how to push their buttons so that he co

aken the teasing very much to heart, had cried often, and run to their parents to tattle on Christopher for his treatment.

as for help and attention, telling him to toughen up and be more like his older brothers. Victor, oddly enough, had frequently come forward as Rafe’s champion, then, defending him against Christopher’s taunts and his father’s neglect.

er brother for pushing Rafe to tears. “You should stand up for him – that’s what I’m trying to teach you. You

ach other.

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he day when he took Christopher’s place as heir to the pack.

d Victor had always been a team against the world, Victor now had to stand apart from him. His father took new interest in Victor

owed Victor to join the Navy and all of his plans with Rafe were shattered.

lvania, but even that he had mostly squandered his life, hiring a variety of imposters to take his courses for him.

told he was the third, the least important of his sons. When he lost Victor as a support in hi

r as well.

m, once he graduated and received his placements, but Rafe never picked up the phone.

d, Victor had abandoned him.

e had work hard to catch up on lessons Christopher had been learning since birth.

r father was injured in his early twenties, it was only Victor’s precise military training that allowed him to take firm control of the pack.

ronger.

ge, obliged to take a pack with nothing but some historical knowledge at his fingertips? They would have l

, but Rafe…Rafe was bitter.

ntler brother, and had indeed indulged in too much self-pity and profligate, indulgent behavior. But, he wasn’t stupid. It looked like their father was the one pushing for

prove that he was right: that it doesn’t take military training to lead a pac

ed his loss. Neither of them had been ready for it, but it’s what the universe served up on a platter.

and and assert himself.

r finds himself laying on the forest floor, looking down the barrel of the gun, waiting for his brother to walk into his field of sight. He grimaces, thinking of where Rafe has lead them, bu

him. Pound it into his stupid face, if he has to.

e had been as children themselves. He can’t imagine a single event that could split them apart the way that he and Rafe had been split.

ad never asked – did not want to know.

itance after the loss of Christopher.

no. Instead, their father and the cust

ys apart. Victor was determined to see it that way.

and bushes around them, ruffled by the soft winter breeze.

ing close to the ground, looking around for signs of Victor’s own forces.

eyes on him?”

ck, his voice barely a whisper.

he Beta stalks slowly forward about fifty yards an

ut in military maneuvers?

knew.

s forward and Victor’s finger moves to the trigger of his rifle.

my coun

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