Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 51 – Closet Conversations

As I tuck the boys into their beds, the television in their room set to stream a Disney Channel show for the next couple of hours, I hear the phone in my closet ring.

“Do you have another secret call, Mama?” Ian asks, his eyes fastened to the screen as he asks.

“What?”

“Your secret phone,” Alvin says, absently tossing popcorn into his mouth as he watches the bright colors, “the one in your closet.”

“How…” The boys, sensing a problem, both look at me at once. I sigh. Genius twins, Evelyn, remember? I don’t know why I thought I could keep anything from them.

The phone continues to ring.

“I have to go take that call, boys, but it’s for work. I want you to keep away from the secret phone, okay? It’s secret for a reason. It’s our secret. So don’t tell anyone, not even Edgar or Daddy or Amelia.”

I tried to hide “daddy” between two other innocuous persons – Edgar and Amelia wouldn’t care.

Ian gives me a thumbs up and Alvin gives me a conspiratorial smile. The boys love a secret. Problem solved for now, I pull their door closed behind me and hurry into my room and then my closet.

“Hello?” I say, answering the phone a little breathless.

“Did we not have a call scheduled.” It’s a question, technically, but Victor doesn’t present it as such. He knows we did.

“Yes, I’m sorry,” I say, settling into my closet’s corner. I even added a little pillow back here, for greater comfort. “My children needed a little…unexpected attention. I apologize.”

“That’s fine,” he says. “I understand.”

“Wonderful. So, how are things going for you lately?”

“Things are…complicated,” Victor grinds out. My heart sinks a little bit in my chest. What? I thought things were going well after the camping trip. At least on my end, everything is pretty smooth.

“What happened?” I ask.

relationship, which is largely what I wish to work through with you, I

to keep my voice even and professional, like an uninvolved therapist. “I’m very

family, my plans, in jeopardy. It’s caused a lot of problems for me, but I confronted her about it and she didn’t even seem contrite. She tried to persuade me that what she

in terms of devil’s advocate,” I say, “was she right? Was her plan

her plan,

to know. “I find myself…struggling to comprehend. I understand that you’re avoiding details for the sake of anonymity, but can you tell me more? Does your

of them,” Victor sighs. “But most significantly, my relationship with my

my body and bones. “Are they safe?” My voice comes

he says bruskly and I feel a slight lessening of my fear. “They are perfectly fine. The ultimate result, the solution to her meddling, is that I’m going to have to move up the event of my sons’ claiming, marking them as

little surprised. I search my soul for a reaction and find that I am fine with this. We agreed long ago that Victor would claim Alvin and Ian as his sons and heirs – who cares if it happens tomorrow or months from now, as long as they are

the date is not as much of an issue

The problem is that my fiancé went behind my back to speak

a hand to my mouth. That is very, very bad. What was Amelia thinking? “That’s shocking,” I say, “considering everything you’ve told me so far about your partner. She must have had strong feelings, in order to circumvent your control in that

but also, a certain unwillingness to cede control to the vision

to contend this – remind him that

“I know what you’re going to say – that she has equal right to plan our lives. But in this situation, she has crossed a line. It’s not merely that she’s asking to change or delay our plans for a family

say, my voice full of disbelief, my eyes wide with shock. “What did she

throat and I remember, of course, that I’m a therapist in this situation. I change

she was correct – that the best plan of action is for the boys to leave our lives, to

eyes. Amelia, what a b***h, pretending to be my friend

they will be destined to take up his track in life. Not

he has promised them that he will acknowledge them. To

about moving up the ceremony, that you disagree with your fiancé – that you plan to acknowledge the boys. So that’s that settled. But what do you plan to

a thump on the other side of the line and wonder if he has slammed his fist against something. That would be very Victor. “She has betrayed me – the kind of action that I would accept from no one. But she is my mate, and if what she

my heart steely. “That this is merely a

“What do you mean?”