Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 57 – Blood

“You would have refused, Evelyn!” Victor yells, slamming my kitchen door behind him as he stalks into the room behind me.

We just spent the last half-hour shaking hands and smiling at people’s congratulations. I kissed my boys, laughed at Willard’s jokes about surprises, smiled for pictures, all the while seething on the inside, waiting for the moment when I could tear him apart.

As soon as there was a break, I caught Victor’s eye. It wasn’t hard – he’s been waiting for this too. Without a word, we both stalked off towards my cottage.

“Yes, Victor,” I say, spinning to face him. “I would have refused, because you took the one thing from me that I have left! You took my freedom,” I say, banging on his honed chest with my fist. “And now you’ve got me all wrapped up in documents, your little pet, here at your command.”

He growls down at me, perhaps not as cool under my pressure as he thought he would be. “So go ahead, Victor,” I hiss, bringing my face close to his in a challenge. “Boss me around. That’s what you want, isn’t it? All this talk about protection and family, but all you want is control. So go ahead, command me.” My lips pull back as I growl. “Make me do your bidding.”

Victor fully bears his teeth then and he moves towards me, seeking to dominate me with force of his will, but I don’t stand down. His eyes dart downward, taking in all of me – my whole form in white linen and lace. “Go ahead, Victor,” I whisper, cruel. “Do it.”

He spins away from me, a snarl ripping from his throat. “Evelyn, you’re taking this out of hand.”

“I’m doing no such – “

“Evelyn,” he commands, slamming his hand against the wall. “It is a simple issue. If I had told you, you would have refused. So I was obliged to force your hand, for your own protection.”

“No, Victor,” I say, crossing my arms across my chest. “You had a choice between two options: to tell me, or not to tell me. But only one choice would have yielded you what you wanted, and so that’s the choice you made. And you’re trying to assuage your own guilt by suggesting to me that there wasn’t a choice at all!”

“You now have my official protection, and have

don’t want those rights!” I cry, flinging my arms to the side. “I ran away from those rights, which ruined the first twenty-two years of my life! I changed my name so

me. “As a woman marked with Alpha status you are protected, you cannot be

cry again, though softer this time, overwhelmed by my emotions.

you to anything,” he says, taking my face in his hands, showing honest remorse

his face. We stay like this for a moment before I plead, “Please, Victor. Let

to you,” Victor says, soft. “He can’t touch you, can’t take you away, can’t take your boys away. Don’t you see? In one day, I’ve made you all

Victor? You’re playing into his game. He wanted

his face now wary

rope. “I don’t know what he gains from this, but I

things about you, Evelyn,” Victor says. “Terrible things – sought

hanging my head. “Wasn’t that the result? You’re playing checkers with someone who is a master at chess, Alpha Kensington. And you’re playing right into

out the back window, trying to figure it out. I collapse into a chair at the kitchen table, exhausted now that my

doing,” Amelia whispers furiously. She hurries over to Victor and grabs his hand. “Everyone saw you disappear in here together, and the press is waiting for

gesturing

down next to me, taking my hand. “Are you okay?” he asks, his voice