Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 161
Victor stays in Alvin’s room that night. At some point, Burton had brought them up bowls of soup and rich crusty bread, but Victor hadn’t eaten his. He was pleased, though, to see that Alvin still had an appetite.
The boy had been hungry and clearly was not nearly so devastated as Victor was. Victor couldn’t really understand why – Alvin was just a six year old kid who had just lost, apparently, his mother and his brother. Why wasn’t he freaking out?
They watched some television passively, Victor letting Alvin pick whatever he wanted. Only Alvin watched, really. Victor, instead, watched his son.
ng his soft dark hair.
m with a shrug. “I’m sad,” he said, cons
y the opposite of okay right now. Everything felt deeply, deeply doomed.
mean?” Victor asked.
, leaning back into his pillows and staring at the screen. “Ian and I have a plan.”
e Alvin seriously – it’s just very sweet that his two little boys had a plan in
problem was so much more complicated and big than Alvin or Ian really knew or could understand. There’s no way they could have a real solution. Still, if it brought Alvin comfort to believe that things were under control,
inute…
**t. He hadn’t meant to sleep that long – there were things that he needed to do.
ed on Victor’s arm. Victor takes a minute to smile, considering his son’s face, and then slowly begins to pull his arm away, doing his best to make sure Alvin’s head has a soft landing on a pillo
ut doesn’t awaken.
rom his Beta teams, all reporting, giving reconnaissance about Amelia’s whereabouts, information about insurance on the house…
em all, looking…
messages from Evel
r. Anything, really, to get in touch.
tor: Evel
t.
deliverable.
s**t. s**t. What ha
h his phone to the tracking app that he and Evelyn had added to their plan through mutual agreement months ago, after the stalker had broken into
cting Evelyn’s phone. The app whirrs for a moment, but then it, too, returns disappointing results.
ation. Track latest updated location?
.
ng a gas station about an hour east of the cottage. That must have been where she changed the settings on her phone, maybe picked up a new sim card.
e could
o get his Betas on it – his data team pulling any and all records of Evelyn’s personal data. Maybe she’d used a credit card somewhere, or checked her email – there were a thousand ways t
that. She disappeared before, she’s no amateur.
isappear.
ook at him, sorry if, somehow, he’s woken him.
“But you should sleep more, if you’re tired.”
breakfast?”
akes, or cereal?”
n considers for a minute as they head out the door. “Are you cooking?” He ask
obably. Burton’s still asleep, I’m sure.”
en.”
y as he goes.
ctor honestly didn’t know he’d have the urge or the energy to play after such a horrible day yesterday, but the little boy’s laughter goes right to his heart, warming it. Damnit, but at this moment he’s so grat
.
” Burton says, dressed in his full livery.
back on his feet. “What are you doing up so early?
urton just blinks at him a little. “It is my job to be u
ks, putting his hands into his pajama pockets.
says, smiling cryptically. Then he turns his attention to Alvin. “And is the young master ready for his
“Yes.” Alvin says decisively, his h
neer just barely on his face. “I’m afraid pancakes are not on the menu,” he says. “I will make you crepes.”
lly caring, and goes to sit at the table. Burton looks at Victor inquisitively and Victor nods, communicating that he, too, will have the
g stage of their relationship.
oons, giving him an extra little squeeze before sitting down next to him at the table. “How are you doing, are you okay?
ictor and waiting for an answer. Victor looks between them,
little as he looks between them, “did you sleep in me and Evelyn’s bed?”
and shrugs. “Well, you weren’t using i
t them a hotel room for a reason and ask what the hell they were doing here, but Bridgette interrupt
rsation.
nd four glasses from Burton. Rafe fills the glasses and passes them around the table.
Victor says, glaring at his
forget the most basic things. So, no trace of he
no, clenching his teeth in frustration.
sip from his orange juice. “Well,” he says, cheerfully. “I know where she is.”
ked, and just stares at him. “What?”
ly and smiles at them all.
e body suddenly tense.
le with his finger. “Ian told me.”
onfused.
he name of a tourist town about five hours south.
hands in celebration. “That’s it!”
re silently at Alvin.