Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 268

I go a little pale when I hear my mother’s words – not out of shock, but mostly out of guilt. Never, really, did I think of her sitting here alone in this house, missing him. The idea that I’ve kept him away from her for so long – and that she’s been pining for him –

Instantly, I nod, trying to keep my tears from my eyes. “I’ll tell Victor,” I say in a rush. “Immediately – we’ll have him released –“

“Don’t rush, darling,” my mother says gently. “Make sure it’s done right. Your father – he should not think that he’s won.” Slowly, she shakes her head. “I don’t want any risk or trouble for you, but if Victor can arrange it so that he can live out his final years here, with me…that would be my preference.”

rming in my throat.

asks. “Do you…do you miss him? After how he’s treated you over these years?”

different…”

ound the room, “at least I’ve got lots of lamps at my disposal.”

ly able to believe what she just said.

?” she says, straightening her shoulders and grinning

n’t help myself, then – I dash across the room and in

ove yo

nto my life. For introducing me to your boys.”

ise, happy tears streaking down my cheeks. My mother holds me close, sniffing my hair and giving a little hmm of interest.

ve me her answer, Emma has not.

asn’t before.

” my sister asks, “when you said what happens to Joyc

decide, that’s what I’ll do.”

politics?” she asks, turning her head to the sid

child.

, her face set.

w that I have her back.

me without another word.

own car. But as she goes, I see her straighten her shoulders and lift her chin.

the one who gives it to her.

s sensing my mood. I don’t say a word, rather wrung out from all of

utely die of grief – if either of them ever spent six years not talking to me. If they had children and didn’t tell me about them – if I couldn’t be part of their lives –

ey had a father from which I couldn’t protect them, who was ruining their lives –

of how my family has been pulled apart.

ather who treated them the way that my father treated me, who was going to tear us all to pieces whether we were together or not.

uddenly again so, so grateful that Victor isn’t the man I thought he was. And so, so guilty that I kept him away from h

and Rafe are on the porch when we arrive, chatting quietly, perhaps waiting for us. But as soon as I turn towards him, and Victor sees my face, he’s on hi

yself into Victor’s arms, letting myself cry into the fabric of his shirt.

t? What’s wrong –“

.

The babies! Alvin! Ian!”

at’s all in the past – why –“

im,” I sob, tucking my face back against his chest as he folds his arms more tightly around me, letting me cry. “And you w

ink maybe everything worked out the way it should have…”

there.

esitant, his face worried. “Are you…are you all

hard conversations, bringing up tough memories of…of the way I was raised.”

or. “They made their decisions, though.”

to know but not wanting to push me.

But my father…goes free.” Victor nods, holding my eyes for a moment,

, first thing.”

ate, relieved that it’s over and done. That I can finally relax.

respite is interrupted.

“Are you kidding me? After all of this, Walsh goes free?”

my mate tense in my arms, ready for a fight.