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.

terms of my relationship, which is largely what I wish to work through with you, I discovered that my partner betrayed me recently.

uninvolved therapist. “I’m very sorry

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 right

say, “was she right? Was

with finality. “No, with her plan, I lose

twirl the 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 anonymity, but can you tell me more? Does your fiancé’s plan

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

dread filling my body and bones. “Are

is that I’m going to have to move up the event of my sons’ claiming, marking them as my heirs and as part of my

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

up the date is not as much of an issue

tomorrow if the event didn’t take so much planning and preparation. That’s not the issue. The problem is that my fiancé went behind my back to

mouth. That is very, very bad. What was Amelia thinking? “That’s shocking,” I say, “considering everything you’ve told me so far about

a certain unwillingness to cede control to the vision that I

to contend this – remind him that

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 – it’s that she took actions to have my boys taken out of my

my voice full of disbelief, my eyes wide with shock.

I change tactics. “That is a very significant betrayal,” I say more evenly.

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

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

heirs they will be destined to take up his track in life. Not a bad path, but certainly a narrow one. If they were not

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 it, I’ll never speak to him

I continue, “from what you’ve said already about moving up the ceremony, that you disagree with your fiancé – that you plan to acknowledge the boys. So

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

also possible,” I say, my heart

“What do you mean?”