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,

to the side. “I ran away from those rights, which ruined the first twenty-two years of my life! I changed my name so no one would ever tie me to the person I was, an alpha-born

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

in a gilded cage,” I cry again, though softer this time, overwhelmed by my emotions. “Protected,

he says, taking my face in his hands, showing honest remorse at my

return, pressing my own hands against his and staring up into his face. We stay like this for a moment before I plead, “Please, Victor. Let me go, let me be Rogue again. I can’t…I can’t live

touch you, can’t take you away, can’t take your boys away.

see, Victor? You’re playing into his

takes a step away from me and drops his hands, his face now wary and curious. “What do you mean? How could he

and at the end of my emotional rope. “I don’t know what he gains from this, but I do know that he called you to his house for a reason.

said horrible things about you, Evelyn,” Victor says. “Terrible

Victor,” I say, 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 his trap, whatever

a chair at the kitchen table, exhausted now that my rage has gone. I glance

door swings open and Amelia enters, Edgar close on her heels. “What are you two doing,” Amelia whispers furiously. She hurries over to Victor and grabs his hand. “Everyone saw you disappear in here

just discussing the change,” Victor says, gesturing to me. “If you couldn’t tell,

my hand. “Are you okay?” he asks, his voice careful and full of love. I