Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 62 – Soft Paw, Hard Paw

“I’m hoooome!,” Amelia sings as she breezes through the door. It’s late, nearly 10 o’clock. She stops, suddenly, in the foyer, looking around at her house. It’s an absolute wreck. “Oh my god,” she whispers. “What happened.”

There are toys, clothes, nerf darts and discarded plastic weapons all over the floor, all over the stairs – is that silly string on the banister?

Victor comes around the corner of the living room, in pajamas of all things. Amelia stares at him, a little horrified. She doesn’t think she’s seen Victor in pajamas outside of the bedroom…maybe ever.

“Hey, babe,” Victor says, smiling at her and running a hand through his hair which also has a little silly-string in it. “Welcome home!”

“Hi Amelia,” Ian says, peeking out from behind his father. But Ian doesn’t smile. Alvin peeks his head out too and waves cheerfully.

“Hi, guys,” Amelia says slowly. “What are you all doing here? I thought…”

“Evelyn asked if they could stay over,” Victor says, absently palming Ian’s head and mussing his hair.

“Oh,” Amelia says, raising her eyebrows and smirking. “Are she and Edgar having a…special night?”

Victor frowns at her. “I have no idea,” he mutters, turning back into the living room. “Come on, we’re having a movie marathon!”

“Yeah, Amelia,” Ian says, smiling at her wickedly. “Come on in.”

Amelia hesitates. “I think I’ll just go upstairs…I’m really tired.”

Alvin hurries over to her and takes her hand, smiling up at her with sweet brown eyes. “No, Amelia! Come watch with us! We miss you!”

She smiles down at him, warmed by his welcome. She always liked this one better, anyway. “Okay,” she says, taking a deep breath. This is not what she had planned for the evening but…whatever. “Just let me go get changed.”

all over the living room in a mess of toys and candy. “What are we watching?” Amelia

laying on the floor in front of her and ripping a twizzler in half

says, rolling her eyes. Alvin smiles at her from the other side

to smile her gratutide. But

Victor’s side, one leg hanging

But this time he’s the good

she feels something tickle the bottom of her foot. Gasping, she

She relaxes a little. Must

minutes go buy, and Amelia feels it again. With a little shriek, she pulls her foot up and quickly bends over the edge of the couch, looking

look. She glares at him and notices that there’s a little feather sitting on the floor, suspiciously close to his hand. That

her, glaring at Ian’s turned back, snuggling closer to Victor. Victor puts his arm around her and passively asks “you okay, baby?” He’s still staring at the screen as he asks, watching men chase each other shooting guns. Amelia rolls her eyes. It’s her least favorite kind of movie, and

spotless house and a man who worshipped her, waiting at the threshold to carry her up to bed and ravish her. She

pick up his phone, the screen bright. There’s a text from Evelyn on

Everything okay over

taps

All good. Watching Terminator 2 – we watched the whole

stare at his phone, waiting for a

so JEALOUS! I love both of those franchises! You guys owe me big time for watching

Haha, come collect

not? Here her fiancé is, smiling at his phone like a dumb kid, not even looking at her even

Victor’s chest, pressing herself against him so that he can