Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 67 – All Business

Victor straightens his tie and clears his throat. God damnit, he thinks, pay attention, Victor. For the life of him, he can’t seem to keep his mind on the subject at hand.

For some reason –

Well, God damnit, I know the reason, he thinks, gritting his teeth –

He just can’t seem to focus on the conversation at hand, his ears instead filled with the sound of rustling grasses.

“Victor,” Annabeth Prath says, leaning forward to look him in the eye. “Are you all right? Do you need a minute?”

“No, thank you,” Victor says, clearing his throat again. “I apologize. I’ve got…a lot on my plate.”

“You surely do,” says James Willard, leaning back in his chair and surveying Victor with a smirk. “You sure you can handle it all, m’boy?”

Victor narrows his eyes at Willard for that one, putting his hands on his desk and leaning his weight onto them. “Thank you both for coming today, as my guests,” he says, emphasizing the term as he stares at Willard, reminding him of his place. “I’m looking forward to discussing with both of you the next steps regarding the Prath school.”

“For me,” Annabeth says, her eyes flitting between the two men, sensing the odd tension between them, “the priority needs to be strictly on the education that the children receive.”

“I couldn’t agree more,” Victor says, nodding at her and standing up straight. “We need to create a school that can stand up against the best human schools for educational quality, to give our children a strong start in the world.”

“This is where we disagree, then,” Willard says, contrary. “I believe that the emphasis should be on inculcating identity, culture.”

Annabeth frowns at him. “What do you mean?”

hand, “that the great advantage to having children of wolf heritage together in one school is that we can begin to educate them about that heritage. It gives

close to indoctrination,” Victor says,

denying it. “It’s an opportunity to shape the future by raising

education? At the creation of critical thinking skills?” Annabeth raises an eyebrow, likewise

have a rather stunning intellectual ability.

are purportedly

over the

on the same page in thinking that the greatest service we can

to stop the conversation in its tracks. “How are you already aware of my

blinks at him, surprised.

his claws immediately respond to Annabeth’s words. From the corner of his eye, he can see Willard

John Walsh said to

to everyone. I don’t want you to think that Walsh and I are having secret meetings about your children. It’s the only conversation he wants

he makes no such denial of personal conversation with Walsh. Instead, Willard’s smile grows,

to emerge from his fingertips, scraping the fine wood

increases Victor’s rage. “It looks to me,” Willard says, standing

Victor’s office door. “I’ll be in touch in a few days, Victor. In the meantime, I suggest you begin to pay better attention to the political field, to the cultural conversation.” He glances back as he strolls out the door. “Especially considering that you and your…family…are frequently at

Annabeth says, shaking her head. “Has truly let a little bit of power go to his head. He’s always tried to portray himself as

“I concur. It was, perhaps, a