LOGIN“Me me me,” he says, hardly able to contain his excitement. “My turn, mama. Please.” And he looks down, again, at his little girl. “Well,” I say, shifting her in my arms and leaning forward so Ian can better see her face. She frowns in her sleep, squirming a little and making me smile. “I was think
Several hours later, I’m changed and curled up more comfortably in my bed with Victor by my side, a baby in each of our arms, and our boys curled up like puppies at the end of the bed. Archie is on the bed too, cuddled between them. We sit quietly together, all still focused on the two little babie
“It’s all right, doctor,” I say, giving her a little smile and nodding towards the boys. “We found them.” “Oh my god,” she says, shaking her head and placing a hand over her heart. Then she frowns at them. “How did they…” “Window,” Victor says, gesturing towards it and sighing. “It’s all right. Th
“Come on, Evelyn,” the doctor says confidently as Victor squeezes my hand, his eyes darting between my face and the first baby, which the doula is now wrapping in her first swaddle. “One more push, and then you’ll be done, and you can hold your little girls.” “Okay,” I huff, sitting up and shifting
Slumped on the couch, Ian heaves a gigantic sigh. “What is taking so long,” he mutters, glaring angrily at the steps as if they’ve personally offended him. “You knew it would take a while,” Bridgette murmurs, running a hand over Ian’s soft brown hair and smiling fondly at her nephew. She sighs and
“Oh my god,” Victor gasps, instantly wide awake. “Oh my god,” he says again, grabbing my face and searching it like it has answers. “Are you – are you okay?” “Yes,” I say, nodding but then belying my answer with an immediate moan. I grit my teeth, my hand going to my stomach as I weather the contra
John Walsh storms into breakfast the next morning, making everyone at the table freeze.“What is the meaning of this,” he growls at Evelyn, who stares at him with a piece of toast half in her mouth. Evelyn removes her toast and clears her throat. “What are you talking about, dad?” she asks.Ian, se
“Alvin,” Victor says. “We’re going to the camp tonight – the Betas and I. So that we can make a big push in a few days. We’re going to…try to get mommy back. And also move against some of our enemies.”Alvin nods eagerly, understanding.“But,” Victor says, and Alvin’s face drops, knowing what’s comi
Victor slumps back in his chair, worried and relieved at once. It was good to know that she was safe, happy – but god damnit, where was she? And who had hit her?“Alvin,” he says seriously. “Think closely about the image that he sent you. Do you have any clues that tell you where they were?”Alvin b
Ian nods and lifts his mouth to her ear. “Mama, he said such bad things about you. I wanted to kill him.”Evelyn nods, understanding, her mouth quirking up at her bloodthirsty little boy. “I know, he’s really rotten, isn’t he?”“But Ian,” Evelyn continues, her voice serious again, “you have to reme







