Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 29 – The Billion-Dollar Endowment

The next weekend, the party honoring Annabelle Prath is in full swing in Victor’s back yard. The windows along the back of his house, between the kitchen and the pool, have all been folded back to create one big party area which Amelia has filled with tables, waiters, bars – even a small dance floor.

“Thank you all so much for coming,” Victor says, standing in his tuxedo at a podium by the pool. “Amelia and I are so grateful that you could come and celebrate with us as we honor Annabeth Prath and all of her contributions to our Pack.”

The crowd – about a hundred people, carefully selected, well-dressed – applauds, a few whistles breaking out. The small group of press, also carefully selected, snap pictures for the gossip columns.

The sun is setting just behind the treeline of Victor’s house. If guests looked carefully, they would see two very small, very jealous figures sitting up in those trees, hungrily watching the action below. Evelyn had carefully explained to Alvin and Ian why they could not go to the party, but they bitterly resented being left out.

Eveyln had made them promise that they wouldn’t go onto Victor’s property or in any way disrupt the party, but she couldn’t stop them from climbing the trees and silently, secretly watching the goings-on at their father’s house. They even brought a big bag of peanuts up with them, quietly dropping the shells from the trees as they ate and stared.

Evelyn herself sits on the porch and watches her boys watch the party, ready to spring if they should give into any impulse to join the fun.

“In addition to honoring Annabelle with the Matron’s award,” Victor says, leaning into the microphone. “I’d like to make a special announcement.” Amelia perks her ears at this, turning away from her conversation with an influential retired Alpha to pay attention to her fiancé. This was not part of what they had planned.

“Though this has been long in the works,” Victor says, lying through his teeth – the crowd didn’t need to know that this had been in the works for about six days – “I’d like to announce that the Kensington Foundation is creating a billion-dollar endowment, which will be used to found the new Prath Education Center.”

The crowd gasps at the size and ambition of the donation and Annabeth smirks at Victor, raising her glass. “This will be an elite educational institution at which all Pack children can enroll. This is an investment in our Pack’s future leaders today.”

The crowd applauds wildly as Victor says “more details will be announced soon via a press release, but I wanted you all to be the first to know.”

Victor steps down from the podium, shaking hands and smiling at his constituents.

“A billion dollars, Victor?” Amelia hisses in Victor’s ear, smiling so that all that anyone else can see is the happy, proud fiancé. “Into a school?”

“It’s the right choice, Amelia,” Victor says, keeping his cool. “It will get Annabeth on our side.”

“A school is a money pit, Victor,” Amelia snaps, “we’re never going to get that money back – it’s a poor investment,”

Victor turns to glare at her, unable to help it, refusing to let her criticize his choices. Amelia freezes for a moment and then laughs, playing it off as a joke, kissing Victor on the cheek and dancing off to charm someone else.

“I take it that your girlfriend isn’t happy with your choices,” Victor hears behind him. He turns, surprised to find Annabeth standing by his elbow.

Victor says cooly, “and…Amelia can be

later, when her children have a place to go to school. Where they don’t

nods. “She’ll come

was well done, Victor,” Annabeth murmurs. “When I came to this party, I thought you were merely licking my boots, as so many before you have done. But this

you tomorrow. You’ll see that the money has been endowed and cannot

pleased. “Then you have demonstrated to me, Victor, a true investment in the only thing that really matters about our Pack’s future:

pleased, and takes her hand, bowing down to kiss it. “Thank you, Annabeth. I won’t

have children, so that you fully understand what I mean.” She gives him a pointed look and fades into

late into the night, the champagne flowing freely and the music floating peacefully over the grass to reach me on my back porch. Long after the boys have climbed down from the tree and gone to bed, I sit in a rocking chair, covered in

you some cake,” I hear. I open my eyes slowly to see Victor standing before me, two plates of chocolate cake in his

“Two boys, one me. You need three pieces

chair next to me. “I knew

the sweetness of the cream frosting. “Mmm. Thank you, Victor,” I say. “But this will have to be our secret.

“There’s plenty left, they can have theirs tomorrow.” I nod, consenting, and continuing to take small bites, making it

a debt, Evelyn,” Victor says quietly, and I turn to him,

“congratulations! That’s

alpha, wanting to be even-keeled and serious, even when he’s terribly pleased with himself. “Thank

“What advice?”

eye. “Turns out, Annabeth hated the party. But she liked my plan to endow a school for our Pack’s children, so

in a rush – I’m flabbergasted by such a step. Pack mothers have been calling for separate education for decades,

of you,” he

look away, overwhelmed, my eyes filling with tears. “Thank you, Victor. Not for me, but for Ian and

long to do this. It shouldn’t have to be a selfish act. But…it’s what they

his quietly. “You’ve done a good thing

then reaches into his waistcoat, producing a long, thin box. “This is for you, as a thanks,” he says, passing it

open the box. Inside is a very fine gold

pleased at my reaction. “I’m very grateful