Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 198
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.
better here, with the love and support of family to heal him.
t. 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 had
very.
ery minute of every day, even when I am asleep.
ge.
A miracle.
of thin air.
ictor to the house.
arm.
nuinely means it.
me, with me by his side. But in the hours that he was awake, I could see him starting to figur
left, let me spend it awake. Let me be with my family.”
e doctor had prepared all the paperwork to send Victor home.
interviewing and hiring nurses, preparing everyone for what was to come. Rafe had taken it the hardest, the news that Victor was likely coming home for the last
ep like that. As the daughter of an Alpha, I suppose I was used to men who kept their emotions inside, who ref
an to make Victor comfortable. To show him a good face, a cheerful family. To fight with everything we had, in the priva
Now there is no si
, Dina laughs and gives him a wide smile.
y has eyes for his children.
far as to grab the side of the gurney, hopping along until he matches its speed and jumps up, beginning to climb up to get closer to the dad.
s teeth at him. Victor laughs, and so do I. The paramedic just shakes his head and keeps pushing, settling Victor into the living room where I’ve cleared a space.
r come as well, Delia following behind. Bridgette and Rafe head into the kitchen to bring Victor some sort of refreshment, and I smile to see Burton there. He catches my eye and gives m
n and the living room, I turn my attention back to Victor and our boys. They’re the only thing that really matters today.
he gurney now, sitting down by his father’s legs. “Do you feel much better? Do we get to keep this wheely bed when you don’t n
“You can keep it if you’d like,” Victor replies, “though I don’t know where we’ll put it.”
”
time, every time things start to look bright, there is some dark reminder that he is…
, that he’s dying.
, he’s got a big day tomorrow!”
le at me and begin to gather around Victor, saying their goodnights.
this morning. Tonight…I just want it to be us. Want it to be the family.
h, I hesitate and tug on Rafe’s sleeve.
curious.
king between him and Bridgette, “to ask you to stay?”
at me, curious.
upstairs by myself. And I think it will be better for him. To be in his own bed.”
sion.
y to Rafe, smiling up at him. “Thank you.”
“I’m glad to be here. It feels right.”
ghing at their little jokes and antics.
without words, that he’s tired and would like a rest. I nod to him and smile and give Rafe a nudge,
d his back and another beneath his knees, lifting him with apparent ease, I stee
e tonight, I know, w