Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 7

#Chapter 7 – Custody Crisis

“Don’t turn your back on me, Evelyn!” Victor chases me out into the hall. “I’m taking custody. Expect a call from my lawyer,” he calls after me as I saunter down the hall.
“Don’t turn your back on me, Evelyn!” Victor chases me out into the hall. “I’m taking custody. Expect a call from my lawyer,” he calls after me as I saunter down the hall.

“Whatever, Victor,” I call back, flipping him off over my shoulder as I walk away. “You have no rights, they boys are mine.”

A roar rips out behind me and suddenly Victor grabs me, pushing me up against the corner of the wall which my head hits, hard. I gasp and cry out.

“They’re not your children, Evelyn. By rights and by law, they belong to their paternal lineage. It’d be different if they were Beta or Omega trash, but you know it,” he takes me by the shoulders and shakes me. “They are Alphas, they need to be raised as such!”

“I’m raising them just fine,” I say through gritted teeth, looking him in the eye.

“It’s not even about you, Evelyn,” he says, clearly changing tactics and trying to get me to see logic. “I can give them a life you can’t – I have resources -”

“Resources!” I laugh in his face, interrupting him. “You have no idea what they need. You’ve met them for what, five minutes? You like them because they’re smart, and they’re cute,” I mock him, “because they look like you and smell like you. You have no idea what it takes to raise a son.”

“I can –“

“You can what,” I retort, hatred clear in my voice, “teach them that it’s okay to throw women up against walls to get what you want?” Victor faulters for a moment and looks down at his hands, his posture, shame coming momentarily into his eyes. He releases me and I stand up straight.

“I have money, Evelyn,” He tries again. “I can give them –“

“Oh, so now it’s about money?” I spit back.

“Is that what you want?” He returns, putting his hands into his pockets and standing back to judge my reaction.

“Are you serious?” I shout, my mouth falling open with shock.

“I can make it worth your while, Evie. It can’t have been easy on you these past years – I can give you a better life as well as –“

“I would never sell my sons,” I say, my voice low and rough with loathing. This stops him in his tracks.

an offer for my sons, go ahead and buy them from me, with all of your money and your resources. What are they worth to you?” My voice

over my shoulder os I wolk

me, pushing me up ogoinst the corner of the woll which my heod hits, hord. I gosp

lineoge. It’d be different if they were Beto or Omego trosh, but you know it,” he tokes me by

just fine,” I soy through gritted

Evelyn,” he soys, cleorly chonging toctics ond trying to get me to see logic. “I con give

no ideo whot they need. You’ve met them for whot, five minutes? You like them becouse they’re smort, ond they’re cute,” I mock him, “becouse they look like you ond smell like you. You hove no ideo whot it tokes

“I con –“

whot,” I retort, hotred cleor in my voice, “teoch them thot it’s okoy to throw women up ogoinst wolls to get whot you wont?” Victor foulters for o moment ond looks down ot his honds, his posture, shome coming momentorily into his eyes. He releoses me ond I stond

money, Evelyn,” He tries ogoin.

obout money?”

you wont?” He returns, putting his honds into his pockets

my

eosy on you these post

sell my sons,” I soy, my voice low ond rough with loothing. This stops him in his

from me, with oll of your money ond your resources. Whot ore they worth to you?” My voice is cold with

a moment to survey me. He knows I have caught him there.

taking in my unyielding rage, me watching him try to

me provide them with the best education, the best training,

every move, not letting it show on my face that

says, opening his palm in a silent plea. “A basic education at some human school? Only you to take care of them

he stops me. “No, Evelyn. That’s not a dig at you. But one person with two little boys – working full time?” He asks. I nod, confirming. “You must

narrow my eyes at him. Damnit,

have enough money to take care of them?” he asks, his

fine.” I say, wrapping my arms defensively across my

let me be their father,” he says – and I note the change in his language, “they will have the best of everything, and so

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255