Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 63

#Chapter 63 – Everything According to Plan

“I didn’t mean it,” Amelia gasps, looking down at Ian and tugging his arm to pull him to his feet.

“Owwww!” Ian shouts, howling even louder.

“Just leave him!” Victor says, shooting her a dirty look and crouching down beside his boy. “Are you okay, Ian?”

“My shoulder,” Ian sniffs, “it really hurts.”

“Can you sit up?” Victor gently helps him into a sitting position and then gently probes his right shoulder with his fingers. “Yeah, it’s dislocated, buddy. I’m going to pop it back in, but it’s going to hurt a little. Can you be brave?”

Ian sniffs but nods his head. Victor takes a moment positioning the arm and then gives it a sharp yank. Ian howls louder for a moment and then tests his arm, smiling. “Okay,” he says. “That feels better.”

“You have to go gentle with it,” Victor says, turning his attention to the cut on Ian’s arm. “It’s going to be sore for a couple of days. Come on, let’s go get a Band-Aid on this cut.”

As Victor stands up, he gives Amelia a dirty look.

“It was an accident,” she insists, stomping her foot, her face pale and grave. “He jumped at me – he was flying through the air! Stalking me, like I was his prey!”

“He was just playing around,” Victor says, his voice cold. “You have to communicate to him that he’s going too far, not just knock him around.”

“I didn’t have a chance –“ she insists.

“You dislocated his shoulder, Amelia,” Victor says, raising his voice and ending the debate. “I think there’s room to say that there was another solution to the problem.” With that, he turns, pointing Ian towards the bathroom.

Amelia watches them go, frustration and anger boiling over in her, tears filling up her eyes.

“It’s okay, Amelia,” Alvin says, wrapping his arms around her leg and smiling up at her. “You didn’t mean it.”

the boy. She can’t

sound. Though she barely moved her leg, Alvin falls away from her – directly into the sharp debris left by the broken glass. Alvin falls hard on his rump, his hands going directly into the shards

spin back, taking in the scene – Amelia shocked, Alvin sitting in the glass, crying, staring at his hands which prick red with the start of new

over to them. “Are you serious, Amelia?” He hisses, bringing his face very close to

staring up at her with a betrayed look on his

didn’t –“ Amelia

will not let you touch my sons, let you hurt them like this. Shoving a little boy who was just trying to comfort you

hardly able to

careful to keep his hands free. “Come on, buddy,” Victor says gently to Alvin. “Let’s go get you and your

three walk towards the bathroom. As they go, Alvin picks his teary face up

the boys are cozied up on the couch, wrapped in their favorite blankets. The mood is noticeably more subdued than it was earlier, but Victor doesn’t mind. He’s exhausted

to play with her, to comfort her, how was

grinds his teeth, staring down at the tubs of ice cream waiting on

He needs a

whiskey, pouring himself a big serving in his favorite cut-glass tumbler. Then he

moves to the back door. “I’ll be back inside in a

hand popping up over the couch, giving him a

heads

down to the pool, letting the cool air

thinks, the more I realize that this is just… not her world. He shakes his head,

first met Amelia, their mating bond snapped into place almost instantly and, from that moment, they were inseparable. Hardly ever apart, hardly ever out of bed. It had seemed like their lives were so aligned. She was everything he ever imagined the perfect Luna would be – beautiful, chic, sophisticated, smart,

realized, that was precisely the world she wanted: beautiful, chic, sophisticated. And life with kids…it wasn’t always that. It was frequently the

thinking. A great mom, but also

to let his thoughts

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