Victor’s eyes shift to Willard, noticing that he makes no such denial of personal conversation with Walsh. Instead, Willard’s smile grows, taking pleasure in watching Victor struggle under this new revelation. Victor’s rage grows inside him and his claws begin to emerge from his fingertips, scrapin
“Daddy!” They yell, wrapping their arms in hugs around his legs. Victor laughs, greeting them, feeling his stress almost melt away. “Hey boys, good day at school?” he asks. “Yes, it was awesome,” Ian says, grinning up at him. The door creaks again and Victor looks up to give Evelyn a smile as well
“Yes, they were picked up half an hour early. I got word of it this morning from the office, it was all planned.” My mind races, trying to find an explanation. Did Victor? But no – he would have told me – I snap my eyes back to Mrs. Kay’s face, feeling my emotions turn to steel. “Where are they.”
Two hours later, our convoy pulls into my father’s driveway. Almost before the car stops, I yank off my seatbelt and start to open my door, desperate to know if they’re here. “Evelyn –“ Victor calls as I jump step out of the car, slamming the door behind me. I hear him open his own door as I quick
My mother looking worryingly at the door. “He played you a dirty trick, then. Again, I’m so sorry, Evelyn – I thought they were coming here to meet us with your consent.” I huff a little laugh, full of derision. “Why would I ever let my boys come here, with him? After what he did to me?” My mother
“Come on boys,” my mother says, reaching down to take Alvin and Ian’s hands. She shoots Emma a worried look as she does so. “Let’s let the grown-ups talk for a minute, we’ll go outside and see the lake.” “No.” Victor says, keeping his eyes on my father. “My children will stay with me.” My eyes fla
My eyes widen with shock, my breath shuttering. What? A quick glance at Victor tells me that he is equally ignorant about what’s going on. How can – “Tell me, Victor,” my father says, falling into a more casual stance that mocks Victor’s ignorance and powerlessness. “What is it, precisely, about th
Victor’s face likewise goes pale. The two of us must look like ghosts, standing here before my father, who chuckles at the shock on our faces. “Welcome home, Evelyn,” he says, moving forward to press a kiss against my cheek. “You have been returned to your previous status as an Alpha female and my a