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.

largely what I wish to work through with you, I discovered that

professional, like an uninvolved therapist. “I’m very sorry to hear that. Can you

behind my back and contacted someone who puts my 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 did was the

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

says the word vehemently, with finality. “No, with her plan,

phone chord around my fingers and hesitate. I need to be careful here, but I also need to know. “I find myself…struggling to comprehend. I understand that you’re avoiding details for the sake of

“But most significantly, my relationship with my

in my stomach at this, dread filling my body and bones.

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

I say, a 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

suspect,” I continue, “that moving up the date is not as much of an issue for you,

issue. The problem is that my fiancé went behind my back to speak with another Alpha, giving him a significant

“That’s shocking,” I say, “considering everything you’ve told

growls. “Strong feelings, certainly, but also, a certain unwillingness to cede control to the vision

my mouth to contend this – remind him that it is their life – but he interrupts

It’s not merely that she’s asking to change or delay our plans for a family – it’s that she took actions to have my boys

my

of course, that I’m a therapist in this situation. I change tactics. “That is a very significant betrayal,” I say

I would have liked it to be. But she maintained that she was correct – that the best plan of action is for the boys to leave our lives, to remain unacknowledged by me – for me to support them and be a less-signficant part of their lives, but to privilege our own future

my eyes. Amelia, what a b***h, pretending to be my friend all this time – fireside sisters my ass.

As Victor’s heirs they will be destined to take up his track in

that it’s not the right plan. My boys love their father, and he has promised them that he will acknowledge them. To break that promise – for Amelia’s sake – would be a great betrayal to my boys. If Victor goes through with

with your fiancé – that you plan to acknowledge the boys.

says. I hear 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

is also possible,” I say, my heart steely. “That this is

“What do you mean?”