Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 14 – Live with Parents

When Victor opens the door, I burst out laughing.

I can’t help it. Before me stands one of the most powerful Alphas in the country, his shirt covered in stickers and juice stains, glitter on his face and even a little purple marker smudged across his chin.

He scowls at me mightily, filling up the frame, glaring at me in a way which I’m sure has cowed hundreds of men. But here, with what is clearly marshmallow fluff spiking up a piece of his hair, it just makes it funnier.

I bend over, laughing so hard I have to put my hands on my knees to support myself.

“Evelyn,” he says, stern and gruff, clearly used to more respect.

“Evelyn,” I say back, crossing my arms over my chest and mocking him, still laughing. “Oh come on, Victor, get over it,” I say, pushing past him into his front hall. “You can’t intimidate me with apple juice and Paw Patrol stickers all over your shirt.”

I am impressed, walking into Victor’s house, though I try not to let him see it too much. “Beautiful home you have here,” I say, turning to take in the three-story wall of windows, the view over the valley. Beyond the stainless kitchen I can see a giant swimming pool out back, complete with swim-up bar. Geeze, living the life.

“Thank you,” he murmurs passively, following me into the room as I put my purse down on a table.

“And where,” I say, are my boys? Victor rolls his eyes, clearly ashamed at his inability to control them, and gestures towards the back. My heart lifts as I hear their laughter.

Victor walks me out onto his expansive patio, which has all of the trimmings of a five-star restaurant – full grill, pizza oven, even a wine fridge. I whistle and turn around to take it all in.

As I spin, I catch sight of the boys and start laughing. Ian is crouching on top of the ping pong table, snarling and swiping like a tiger as Alvin waves a gigantic palm frond at him – one he’s clearly torn, without permission, from Victor’s carefully-manicured gardens.

“What are they even doing,” he says, catching sight of them as well and releasing another big sigh.

“Playing tiger and monkey,” I say, shrugging. “It’s a game, they made it up.”

“They don’t…” he begins, and rubs his head with his hand. “They don’t listen, and they want to be doing twelve different things at once.”

I smile at his frustration. “They’re a handful, for sure.”

“A handful,” he snaps, staring at them and burying his hands in his pockets. “That’s an understatement. They’re torturing the poor Beta’s. They played hide and seek with one for like, ten minutes, and he’s just…gone” I laugh at Victor’s troubled expression.

if he got lost, or he’s still

handle them.” I smirk, watching the smile on his face

“You were so confident this afternoon, and not even a couple of hours later they’re running rough shod over you.” I smile up into his face. “Come on, it’s kind of

corners of his lips. “I don’t know why you’re laughing at me, woman,” he says, and I

truly surprised that Victor’s made a joke – and at the sound

“Mama! Yayyy!” The boys rush over,

their hair back and filling my eyes, just for a moment, with their beautiful faces. “Are you having fun with Victor?” I ask, a slight warning in my tone, letting them

their hands like the angels they sometimes

have you been

I laugh and shove them away from me lightly. “Go back to your

relief clear on their faces. They

says, shaking his head as he watches them run

stay one step ahead of them. So tell me,” I inquire, folding my arms across my chest. “How was your day with them? Was it that big of a disaster,

chaos, Evelyn.” He says, embarrassed to admit his faults. But his

slightly. The chaos I expected, but his

you know it’s not easy for me to admit that, but I am grateful that you came when I called, Evie. It’s just,” He shakes his head, returning his gaze to the boys, who are

and messy, which is the opposite of everything I invite into my

day, Evelyn,” he says. “I want to see

and say nothing because, the truth is, I do understand. But I also know that

them go.” I watch him as he say this and

my head, turning away from the thought. I have to be strong. In silence, we watch the

the pool, gathering flat, round rocks and

come live in his house with

tower and then,

dad?” Ian asks, his voice angry. Alvin doesn’t answer and Ian shoves him so that

his side

“We can’t leave mom! She’s our mom! She