Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 16 – Bedtime Story

“Ohhhh no you don’t,” I say, laughing anxiously. I start to stand up but Alvin lunges for me and grabs my hand.

“Come on, mama, we want to hear the story!” Alvin looks up at me with big brown eyes, hard to resist.

“Yes, mama! We want to hear daddy’s side!” Ian stays curled up next to his father, clinging to his arm.

“Yeah, come on, mama” Victor says, smirking at me, his voice low and mocking. “What are you afraid of? That I’ll tell them the truth?”

I know I’m rising to his bait, but I sit back down on the bed. “Fine. But I get mediation privileges. I demand the right to correct you when you lie.”

Victor nods graciously and the boys cheer.

“Closer, mama!” Alvin tugs on my arm, pulling me to the top of the bed with the rest of them. I curl up on Alvin’s far side, careful to stay as close to the edge as I can without falling off.

I start the story. “Mommy and daddy met at a party,” I say, beginning to stroke Alvin’s hair as I always do at bedtime. I pause, wondering how to phrase Mommy had just put on her sluttiest dress, bent on revenge…

“There were lots of people at the party,” Victor’s voice interrupts me. I look up to see him watching me, smirking, “and they were bothering your mom.”

I nod and smile a bit, keeping his eye contact, thanking him, silently, for skipping over the parts the boys don’t need to know.

“Yes, so many people bothering me,” I say to the boys, lying easily, “and as soon as daddy saw them pestering me, he drove them away – whoosh!” I make a flying motion with my hands, and the boys laugh.

“It wasn’t quite like that,” Victor says, his voice low, resonant. I raise my eyebrow, surprised to hear his edits. “In fact,” he says, “your mother was very very tricky, like a little fox.” I can see him work to repress a smile. “She was pretending to be very pitiful and helpless, and letting all the people pester her, just so I would save her.”

The boys gasp, and so do I.

“Mommy, so tricky!” Ian laughs. I can tell he is impressed. Alvin also looks at me fondly, his eyes bright.

says, quite the hero. “After all, a damsel in distress is… a damsel in distress. How could I say

game. The boys heads turn to me, eager. “You see, mommy

at the twist. I can see him thinking up his counter

because he was swept off his feet.” I make another woosh-ing motion with my hand, and allow it to land softly on Alvin’s belly,

to catch her and hold her up. And when I did“

Ian, enthralled but

if you wanted to dance with me, you just had to ask!” We all laugh at that, and I’m surprised, again, at this new

my toes so that I would fall in the first place, he wanted me to fall into his

was on a mission to catch daddy, to

how close we’re edging on the

to my jab. “Mommy knew that daddy

for a

and look away from each other. I feel a little bit of shame, first because I let him bait me, and then because I let the boys see

they’re asleep,” Victor whispers after a

heads have fallen heavy on the pillows, their mouths open slightly as

higher over Alvin’s shoulder. “I’m sorry, Victor,” I say. “We

I note that he doesn’t apologize in turn. Always the Alpha.

edge out from between the boys. As he does, Alvin lets out a little cry and clutches at Victor’s shirt. We both freeze and

It won’t take long.” I then move to shift myself off the bed and Ian half opens an eye, letting out a little whine

stay too,” Victor says and I give him a nervous look. “It’s fine, just until they fall into a deeper sleep,”

next to his, as Victor pushes a button on a remote and

light is different. Did Victor push the button on the remote again? That’s stupid – the boys will never be able

around. s**t, it isn’t artificial light – that’s brilliant, beautiful dawn pouring through Victor’s floor-to-ceiling windows. I

god. What the

right is not the softly-sleeping body of my little boy, but the broad, muscled chest of an Alpha. I jump, trying to get myself out of this embarrassing situation, but find that his right arm is wrapped around