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.

to say,” he revises, “is that the next few weeks are going to be very difficult for me, and I’d really appreciate it if you

all of us. “We would love

leaning down to address them. “I need to speak to your mother now. Would you please go upstairs and play

and head up the

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

papa!” Ian calls

this once!”

and the door shut, Victor turns to me. He is calmer now than he was five minutes before, so I relax. He

you want a drink?” I ask, very serious. “I

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,

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

grimacing a little. “For emergencies in which my dad tries to 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

on his arm. “You’re right, Rafe

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 best

to ask, not wanting to…well, not wanting to put it out there

that I’m avoiding it. “No, Evelyn. She

doesn’t have to,” I say, giving a little

says, his voice iron. I nod, knowing it. I

eyes. He takes two steps closer to me, putting down his wine glass and taking

wrists. But I don’t pull him away. I’m reminded, suddenly, of the fact that because he was holding my face yesterday, so

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

murmur, staring up at him, allowing my hands to slip down

wife, you cut your teeth on this stuff. Nobody can do this better than you