Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 11 – A Celebrity Case

I sigh, arms crossed, as I watch the cars pull away with my boys, saying a silent prayer. In my heart, I know Victor will keep them safe, but still – a mother’s fears run deep.

After the car moves out of my sight I turn and head back into my house, shifting into counselor mode. I wasn’t kidding when I told Victor I had a big day planned – but it’s less spa and more work, unfortunately. I’ve got bills to pay.

I head into my office and quickly straighten up some loose papers on my desk, nudging my grey armchair back into its place parallel to the green velvet loveseat where my clients sit. The boys must have been in here, fooling around.

As I put finish up, I hear a knock on my office’s outside door. Susan, right on time.

Susan rushes through the door as soon as I pull it open, a pink scarf draped over her head to obscure her face. Poor Susan – she’s always so ashamed of coming to see me for counseling, not wanting anyone to see her come in or out.

“I don’t think anyone’s looking, Susan,” I say gently, but I draw the shades closed anyway.

“Oh, you never know!,” she laughs. “Can’t be too careful.” She gives me a sunny smile that I know she doesn’t feel.

I take my pen and notebook off of the desk and neatly fold myself into my chair, pulling on a cardigan that I folded over the back. More professional, I think, than my silk-and-lace remember-that-time-you-knocked-me-up dress.

“So, Susan,” I say, getting right into it, “Have you and Adrian tried any of the role playing techniques that we talked about last session?”

Susan laughs awkwardly and blushes. I smile and wait patiently for her to respond. Susan came to me about six months ago, desperate to fix her relationship. She and Adrian are deeply in love but, as with many werewolf/human couples, they have some trouble connecting in the bedroom.

“Yes,” Susan finally says, smiling coyly. “We were able to find some ways to engage in…”

“Roleplay…” I suggest softly

“Mmhmm!” she says, her lips pursed. “It allowed us to move more slowly, so that we could incorporate more…” she blushes again.

“Foreplay?” I offer.

Poor Susan is beat

Susan! And did you

see her smile. “Yes! I did. It definitely allowed me to be more…aroused…so that the size of his…” she looks at me from between her fingers and I nod, letting her know I understand, “…wasn’t so

of you,” I finish for her. Susan laughs and

“I’d be better at enunciating what I mean. I mean, you know all the intimate details of my s*x life but I still struggle to

a long time to figure out what I like in bed and how to talk about it. And you have the added dimension of

successfully communicate your

and I lean forward, ready to listen. “Well,” she said. “All of the roleplay got Adrian really

tell me more. “Well…he bit me, a little bit.” I

that a problem for you?” I

ring

this,” I say. “Did it hurt

she says softly, “but in a good

a violent act, of course, but between a

slowly, “No,” she says. “I can feel that he wants me, but not that he wants me to suffer. It also heals, like, super fast,” she says, pulling her shirt aside

at it. “Wolf wounds work faster,

me, a tremor of fear in her voice. “Am I…am I going to turn

isn’t transferred through bites, it’s genetic, like having

though wolf genes tend to be dominant, so they will likely present as full wolves. But you, my dear, will stay safely as a human.” I

that if you and he haven’t had a conversation about what it means. You didn’t

to remember that you’re human and that he needs to ask you to consent to things that you’re unfamiliar with. He loves you, and you deserve to decide

to give her a hug before she leaves. I’m rooting for this funny human/wolf pair, who got hit with a mating bond out when they met by accident in an Applebee’s