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.

wish to work through

an uninvolved therapist. “I’m very sorry to hear that. Can you tell me

in jeopardy. It’s caused a lot of problems for me, but I confronted

say, “was she right? Was her plan

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

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

them,” Victor sighs. “But most

a physical drop in my stomach at this, dread filling my body and bones. “Are they safe?”

ultimate result, the solution to her meddling, is that I’m going

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

“that moving up the date is not as much of an

take so much planning and preparation. That’s not the issue. The problem is that my fiancé went behind my back to speak with another Alpha, giving him

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

but also, a certain unwillingness to cede control to

– remind him that it

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

I say, my voice full of disbelief, my eyes wide with

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

to leave our

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

totally normal lives. As Victor’s heirs they will be destined to take up his track in life. Not a bad path, but certainly a narrow one. If they

acknowledge them. To break that promise

your fiancé – that you plan to acknowledge the boys. So that’s that settled. But what

something. That would be very Victor. “She has betrayed me – the kind of action that I would accept from

my heart steely. “That this is merely

“What do you mean?”