Chapter 153
Jordan POV
I sit watching Angie as doc talks about twins and the genders, which are a girl and a boy. Angie looks excited and worried.
"Twins," Silas and I grin at each other. Fuck, two more pups for a total of five. I can't wait.
"I know, bro, that is crazy," I say as Angie moves in the bed, looking uncomfortable. She has been hiding a lot the few days we have been at the hospital. She hides her pain and discomfort so we don't stress.
"We got this, bro. I wink at him. "We got this all day long," I chuckle after saying this. He looks away from the screen and smiles my way.
"I love you," he mouths my way.
"I love you," I mouth right back before I look back at Angie, who is staring at the screen, looking shocked.
"I'm going to suggest a c-section due to your size, honey. I want you safe, not to be overwhelmed with delivery," he offers when she looks our way, scared. I hate how fearful she is, but I want all three safe, not her trying to push our big pups out. Once he leaves, she starts crying, and I hug her to me.
"It will be okay, baby," I say, kissing her head. "We both will be right there with you the whole time," she sniffles. I kiss her lips. We both kiss her neck and face, missing dad and Jack walking in.
"You trying to put more pups in her, son?" he chuckles out the question. I move back and smile.
"Twins," I say, and both chuckle. Angie goes red till she whimpers in pain again.
"Baby," I tuck her hair behind her ear.
"They keep kicking me so hard, Jordan," she looks ready to cry. I know they barely got room in there, and her small stature isn't helping her. Dad kisses her head and talks to her belly, and I notice both pups stop moving at the alpha command.
"Pups, stop hurting your mother!" he barks at her belly, and Angie giggles.
"That was scary," she giggles.
"Not really, but I couldn't stand it if I'd truly frightened you, honey. Now I'm here to discuss the nurse and the shit she told us during her interrogation." Dad pulls up a chair, and we all sit to talk.
"What did she say, dad?"he sighed, and I truly saw how frustrated he was. Not to mention how tired dad was. It has been one damn thing after the other, and it hasn't stopped.
"She said there are more men like Warren but not as twisted as him. They pay for sex and some kink stuff. Angie is a big money maker to them because she is on video thanks to Warren. Angie sniffles, and tears fall while dad looks at her sadly. We all know that is what hurts her the most. Warren took videos of the stuff he did to her, and the more she begged, the more he beat her.
"I thought it was all destroyed," her voice trembles out.
"It was, but the sick fuck had some in a safety deposit box, and once he died, they got released," Angie sobbed, and Silas quickly lifted her into his lap and covered her up. He held her while she cried, and dad continued his talking.
"She told the men where and how to get to Savage. They know of our tunnels and panic rooms, but they don't know the codes." I look at dad wiped eyed and shocked she disclosed a lot to these sick fuckers.
"What do we do, Dad?" he sighed.
"I got traps set, but who knows when or how they will strike, son. I issued a lockdown on everyone until we eliminated the threats. The shitty thing is that some we know what they look like and who they are, but the others we are going in blind. I'm assigning guards to Angie and mom until we get them." I nod, and after he leaves, Angie loses it and cries herself to sleep.
"I think we need to talk to that cunt," Silas sighs out as he tucks Angie in. She is curled up on her side, sleeping like a baby. She is so fucking cute.