Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 109 – Help me, please

“Come on,” Victor growls, grabbing my hand.

“What?!” I say, surprised and a little unwilling. “Where are we going?”

“To your house,” he continues, pulling me along. We leave our small pack of luggage behind, the boys running after us as Victor takes long strides around his house towards mine.

“Victor, can you let go of me!?” I say, smacking at his hand which has a firm grip around my wrist. “I’m coming with you! You don’t have to drag me!”

He pauses and looks down, seeing what he’s doing. Dropping my wrist, he shoots me a look of apology. I raise my eyebrows, letting him know it’s all right.

The four of us hurry across the lawn towards my house, which is apparently now Victor’s headquarters, since his father and brother have claimed his own. The boys are unusually quiet, and I glance back to look at them. They’re staring at each other as they jog after us, clearly talking in that special way of theirs.

I sigh, deciding that they’re probably okay – as okay as they can be, in this crazy family – and turn my attention back to following Victor.

We climb the stairs onto my back porch and head through the unlocked door. A Beta peeks in the front window and gives Victor a thumbs-up, letting him know that all is well. Victor nods his thanks, and then turns to the three of us.

“I need you all to be on your best behavior for the next few weeks,” he says to us, shoving his hands into his pockets.

“Um, are you talking to me with that tone?” I say, a little appalled. “Or did you mean to just say that to your two children,” I say, gesturing to them.

“Evelyn,” he growls. “Don’t be difficult now.”

“I will not be difficult,” I say, looking at him with my fighting face on. “If you speak to me with the respect I deserve.”

He takes a deep breath and turns around, running his hand over his face. I cross my arms and give him the moment that he clearly needs to gather himself. When he’s ready, he turns around and tries again.

the next few weeks are going to be very difficult for me, and I’d really appreciate it if you

speaking for all of us. “We would love

He says, sighing, his mind clearly elsewhere. “Thank you, that is good. Boys,” he says, leaning down to address them. “I need to speak to your mother now. Would you please go upstairs and play

nod their agreement and head up the

once,” he calls up after them, his voice letting them know that he knew what they had

Ian calls

this once!”

the door shut, Victor turns to me. He is calmer now than he was five minutes before, so I relax. He opens his mouth to talk, but I interrupt

a drink?” I ask, very serious. “I could

he slumps against my kitchen counter, the fight going out of him a little. Swiftly, I move to the fridge and pull out a half-drunk bottle of wine, pouring us each a glass. I bring them over to

I say. “I don’t have whiskey in the house.

overthrow my position as Alpha.” He smacks a hand against his forehead, a growl rumbling deep in his chest. “God, how did it get to be so

arm. “You’re right, Rafe is ridiculous. And that

meets my eyes. “I don’t have a Luna, Evelyn. And it’s totally fair to test that capacity of an Alpha’s abilities – he’s right, that the Alpha functions

to…well, not wanting to put it

meets my eyes, knowing what the obvious answer is, knowing that I’m avoiding it.

to,” I say, giving a little laugh. “She’s a free woman

iron. I nod,

I meet his eyes. He takes two steps closer to me, putting down his wine glass and taking my face in his hands. “Please, Evelyn,” he whispers, staring down at me.

and raising my hands to wrap around his wrists. But I don’t pull him away. I’m reminded, suddenly, of the fact that because he was holding my face yesterday, so like this own moment, my relationship with Edgar might be

he continues, his eyes bearing down on me. “Edgar will understand – it’s strictly a formal

up at him, allowing my hands to slip down away from his wrists, to

all the training of an Alpha wife, you cut your teeth on this stuff. Nobody can do this better than