Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 53 – Evesdroppers

I jump as Victor enters my house the next morning. Again, no notice, no knock – just walking straight in. I narrow my eyes at him. “Sure, Victor, of course you can come in! You’re always welcome here.”

“I know,” he says, walking over to me. I shake my head at him and he gives me a charming smile. I will my face to resist a response. “What,” he says, laughing now. “I’m not a vampire. I don’t need an invitation.”

I roll my eyes and turn back to the dishes. “Everyone knows vampires don’t need invitations, not really.”

The boys come flying down the stairs. “Daddy!” Ian yells, his hands in the air. Alvin follows quickly on his heels, a big smile on his face. “Hi, dad!”

Victor kneels to the ground and wraps them both in big hugs. I’m still mad at him, but – I can’t help it – part of me warms at seeing how much he loves them, how much they return it. “It’s so good to see you, boys,” he says. “I’m sorry I’ve been so busy the past few days.”

“It’s okay, dad, we’ve been busy too.” Ian says, beaming at him. “We’ve been learning about dinosaurs in school, we’ve been very busy trying to memorize them all.”

Victor looks up at me. “Memorizing all the dinosaurs? Aren’t they in…kindergarten?”

I snort and return my focus to dish water. “Yeah, in school they’re spending the week on ‘D is for Dinosaur.’ Its these two nuts who have taken it on themselves to figure out every species ever identified and memorize them.”

“It’s fun, mama!” Alvin says.

“Fun for you,” I say, smiling at him as I finish up the last dish. “Torture, for the rest of us. If I have to spell Micropachycephalosaurus one more time, I’m gonna…” I shake my head, not finishing my sentence.

“Gonna what, mama?” Ian says, calling my bluff.

“Gonna BITE YOU” I say, curling my fingers like claws and jumping at him, pretending to grab his arms. Ian squeals and runs out of my grip, Alvin and Victor laughing along too.

“Okay boys,” Victor says, rising to his feet. “Go on and play for a little bit, mama and I are going to have a chat.”

“Okay,” the two smile at us and dash off willingly. I pause for a minute and think. A little too willingly. Victor starts to talk but I hold up a finger to shush him and peak up the stairs. As I suspected, four beady little eyes are peaking down from the landing, ready to eavesdrop on every word.

“Go!” I say, pointing a stern finger up the stairs. “All the way! No listening!”

The boys skitter away to their room. I wait to hear their door close and the television turn on and then nod to Victor. “Probably as safe as we’re ever going to get. Who knows though, they’ve probably got the kitchen bugged.”

deal, they’re going to hear soon enough. But I

me to prepare two cups of tea and for us to sit at the table, for us to finish them, for the dregs to turn

me. “I’m sorry, Evelyn. I did what was best for the children and, ultimately, for you. I know you’ll be mad about it, but

recount the meeting with my father and hear of my father’s intentions to claim the boys,

heirs and property of John Walsh,”

happen, Evelyn.” And then, he reaches over, placing his hand over mine. “I’m going to claim them

be careful, Victor,” I say, looking down at his hand over mine. It’s warm and steady, feeling

but…in reality, his own pride and heritage mean so

frowns. “What do you think it could

shake my head, looking up into his steady green eyes. “I have

mind clearly working to figure it out. “Victor?” I say, hesitating. He turns his attention back to

in the six years that I’ve been gone from my house. She betrayed me, it’s true, but considering the world in which we grew up, considering the obligations we had

tears slip down my face. “She’s

To Joyce, of all people. I see

away, but Victor holds it tight. I raise my other hand to wipe the tears from my

Amelia?” I say, sniffing and straightening in my chair. I look him directly in the eyes, letting him know I’m serious. At this, Victor slowly releases his grip and folds

Evelyn,” he says, shaking his head. “It’s something I’m taking very seriously. But I can’t ignore her claim that

let her treat you like this, treat me, treat

What she has done is egregious but…she is my mate.

“You have to make peace, Victor. She’s your mate. I don’t

table in supplication. “We’ve got to be

than ours, that always

I trust you, Victor.

smile. Seeing my reaction, his mouth slowly begins to

says, his head appearing

my voice low with warning. “How long have

like, thirty seconds,