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.

which is largely what I wish to work through with you, I discovered that my partner

even and professional, like an uninvolved therapist. “I’m very sorry

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

I say, “was she right? Was her plan the

with her plan, I lose everything

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 affect your work, your

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

dread filling my body and bones. “Are they

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 my heirs and as part of my pack before I had planned

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

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

boys 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 speak with another

I say, “considering everything you’ve told me so far about your partner. She must have had strong

but also, a certain unwillingness to cede control

him that it is their life – but

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

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

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

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 children as my heirs. Not my current

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

me is fine with the idea of the boys not being the sons of such an important Alpha and instead leading 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.

promised them that he will acknowledge them. To break that promise – for Amelia’s sake – would

that you disagree with your fiancé –

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

my heart steely. “That

“What do you mean?”