Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 68 – Grandpapa

“Daddy!” They yell, wrapping their arms in hugs around his legs. Victor laughs, greeting them, feeling his stress almost melt away.

“Hey boys, good day at school?” he asks.

“Yes, it was awesome,” Ian says, grinning up at him. The door creaks again and Victor looks up to give Evelyn a smile as well.

“We got in trouble, though,” Alvin says, clearly more worried about it than his twin. “The teacher found our insect collection…”

Victor looks at Evelyn for clarity. She rolls her eyes and puts her bag up on the table. “They’ve been studying bugs in class and your sons decided that the best way to do this was to collect all the bugs they could find in some of the teacher’s desk drawers.”

“Oh,” Victor says, raising his eyebrows and looking down at them. “I imagine she didn’t like that.”

“I don’t see why it was such a big problem,” Ian says, rolling his eyes dismissively. “They were organized by genus and species.”

While Victor laughs at his boys he feels something cool in his hand and looks down to see Amelia pressing a glass of whiskey into his palm. He sighs, nodding his thanks to her to be polite, but he has no intention of drinking it. He really does need a clear head.

“What’s up?” Evelyn says, frowning both at the drink and Victor’s mussed hair. “You’re not yourself.”

“Just…a bunch of stressful conversations today, with Willard and Annabeth Prath.”

“Oh,” Evelyn says, raising her eyebrows. “That sounds…intense.” Victor nods, chuckling a little at the understatement and sliding his glass of whiskey onto the counter.

“Well, I could use a perk,” Evelyn says, smiling at him. “Do you want a cup of coffee? We could talk it through.”

“Actually,” Victor says, intrigued by the idea, “coffee sounds like precisely what I need.”

him and squeezes past Amelia, who does not move to make room for her. Evelyn moves to the coffee maker and begins

to show him glass jars filled with the insects that they were asked to remove from the classroom. As Victor talks to them, he passively notices Amelia staring at him for a few minutes. Then, she grabs his whiskey off the

Amelia drops the glass into the sink as well, where it shatters. Everyone in the kitchen goes silent, turning to stare at her as she

her go but, somehow, can’t find the will

giving the boys’ Kindergarten teacher a smile. “Did

fine…” she says, helping a little girl on with her backpack and pushing her towards her own

to hear it,” I say, looking around the room for Alvin and Ian. I hope they’re ready to go – we have a lot of errands to run after school and I

me a sort

that somethings off.

coming forward to place a hand on my arm. “The boys were picked

her touch and spinning to look around the classroom. Is

got word of it this morning from the

Victor? But

back to Mrs. Kay’s face, feeling my emotions turn to

I said, they were picked up,” her face starts to contort with worry. “By their grandfather.

her by the shirt. She

me his name,” I growl, shaking her a

introduced himself as

had better be happy to see me go,

the parking lot I break into

He seems surprised to hear from

fear, panic, adrenaline, everything. “He took them, Victor