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.

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been eosy on you these post yeors – I con give you o better life os well os

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from me, with oll of your money ond your

knows I have caught him there.

my unyielding rage, me watching him try to find a tactic that will convince me to let him have his

best education, the best training, to become the men they’re meant to be. A good mother wouldn’t let her pride stand in their

every move, not letting it show on my face that I know

his palm in a silent plea. “A basic education at some human school? Only

not a dig at you. But one person with two little boys – working full time?”

and narrow my eyes at him. Damnit,

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

wrapping my arms defensively across

says – and I note the change in his language, “they will have

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