Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 130

The helicopter arrives faster than Victor thought it could.

Victor is grateful, frankly. He needs to get this confrontation over with, whatever it is, before he passes out from blood rushing to his head. He knows he’s at a disadvantage now, that Rafe holds all the cards. But he’s ready to face anything Rafe can throw at him.

Even if he is strung up like a rabbit.

eyes, both from the light and the pine needles flying through the air.

it. Two of them are in white with red crosses on their shoulders. As soon as they hit the ground, they move to the imposter, checking his wounds and then carrying him over to the bottom of the ladder.

cal gear nearly identical to his own, slowly saunters over to Victor.

doesn’t it?”

done – I took out all eleven of your men, I have won –“

holding up a finger and smirking up at him from the ground. “All ten of

or watches, the ladder begins to retract into the helicopter, taking the eleventh Beta – and evidence of his existence – up into the air with it.

d, watching as the man is lifted into the sky.

r going to get away with this,” Victor growls, realizing his brother’s plan. Rafe had been somewhere else all along, waiting in safety. He had let Victor do all the hard work and then swooped in at the last minute to grab the victory.

ther will –“

d Betas each. I admit, it came close at the end.” His smirk grows into a wicked smile. “But I always knew it would. You’re good, Victor, but you can never res

our teeth, you wouldn’t be looking very closely.”

er –“

the Betas.

or growls. “I’ll make them talk –“

nto his pockets. “And they’re deeply incentivized to keep it that way.”

–“

elieve them?” He laughs, looking around at the clearing. “Of course you would say that I cheated, that it was unfair, that you want

l, father will believe me when I say that they lied for you.”

hispers. “Face it, Victor. I’ve outsmarted you. Again. You might have the muscle, but I’m the cleverer son. The right choice to take this pack into the future.”

m the sheath at his hip.

kill you now, you know,” Rafe says, quiet, contemplative. “I could just say it was a mistake, that my blade cut too deep,” he murmurs, raising the blade to Victor’s throat. “I could end the question of lineage right here by making myself the last Kensington s

ver a question of lineage, Rafe. You never had what it takes to run this pack. You’re a liar, and

.” He brings his face close to Victor’s, then, to whisper directly in his ear. “And while you were laying freezing in the snow, playing war games, I was cozied up by the fire hav

teps, almost at the treeline at the edge of the clearning.

against his now-ringing head. But it was worth it.

rd, to end his brother once and for all.

t before he can, a thick tree limb whistles through the air from the darkness, clo

diving for the knife that Rafe has dropped on the ground.

the direction of her action at the same minute and reaches

e air wildly, without aim, the sharp edge facing out.

Rafe’s face, drawing a thin line across his cheek and forehead. Violently, he roars and throws his

es and writhes in agony on the ground.

heavy, his vision even darker now. “Evelyn!” He calls her name again, desperate.

suddenly, she’s there, her hands touching his head, his shoulders, spinning him in the air so that he faces her. “Are you – are you okay – how do I

s ankle, the line of it reaching far up into the trees. “How do I –“

,” Victor murmurs. “You have to f

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