Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 113 – The Note

I struggle to get free from underneath my blankets and children. I haven’t heard from Edgar since our visit to the Beta camp, despite many calls and texts.

“No, it’s okay,” Edgar says, closing the door behind him and taking a few steps into the living room. “Don’t get up – I don’t mean to disturb you.”

I ignore him, pulling myself free and standing up. I take two steps towards him, but he puts out a hand to stop me. “Please, Evelyn,” he says softly.

“We’ll give you some space,” Victor says, standing up and putting out a hand for each of the boys.

“No, Sir,” Edgar says. “I’d like to speak with you as well, if you don’t mind.”

Frowning, Victor nods. “Boys, upstairs please. We need a moment of privacy.”

The boys, sensing that something is up, nod and head up the stairs, giving Edgar little waves as they go.

“Thank you,” Edgar says, meeting each of their eyes. I can see that he is anxious.

“Edgar, why haven’t you answered my texts and my calls? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, Evelyn,” he says, meeting my eyes, his own filled with emotion. I can tell that whatever he’s going to say, it’s hard for him. And, well, I think I know what’s coming. I bite my lip.

“Listen,” Edgar says, heaving out a breath and running a hand through his hair. “I don’t want to make this anymore dramatic and awkward than…well, than it already is.” He gives us a little smile. “But I have noticed that there is something…between you two.”

Victor simply puts his hands in his pockets but I take a few steps forward, putting out my hands to him. “Edgar, no –“

“Please,” he says, putting his hands up again, holding me off. I stop and slowly lower my hands, my heart in my throat. “Please, I’m not accusing you of anything, or trying to force you two to…take any steps, or have any conversations, if that’s not where you are.”

He sighs and again runs his hands through his hair. I’ve never seen him so at a loss. “God,” he murmurs. “I should have practiced this or something. What I’m trying to say is that no matter what is happening between you two,” he gestures, here, at the space between Victor and I, “I’m going to need to move on.”

I open my mouth to speak but he looks to me, pleading in his eyes. I close my mouth. He’s right. I haven’t been faithful to him, I haven’t been good to him, and…well, even if there is something good between Edgar and I, he is right.

There is something between Victor and me as well. Something that I need to sort through before I could ever consider a true and honest relationship with someone else.

My eyes fill with tears. Edgar shakes his head at me, his own face full of emotion. I can tell that he’s barely holding it together himself.

I look away, trying to save him from it. He deserves at least that.

a moment,

give you this.” From the corner of my eye, I see him hold out a folded piece of paper. I hear Victor take a few steps forward, see him take the note

– pretty vague ones, I’m sorry I can’t be more exact, I haven’t been there in a while, but they’re accurate. They’re to help you find a woman I once met – she’s…she’s strange, but she’s very wise. I

Edgar has pulled himself together more than I

she can help you two understand…whatever it

do you mean?” Victor says, frowning

Just…if you want to know more, go find her. She can help you. That’s

and places the folded

says, taking a deep breath. “I’d like to tender my resignation with

air. Victor’s face likewise the picture of shock, though he says nothing. I look between them frantically. “Edgar, no! You can’t! Not because –

and he surprises me by letting me take his hand. “Please, Evelyn,” he says softly, looking me in the eye. “This is…this is hard enough for

serious. “There’s no reason for you to leave. You’re such a valuable member of my team and…and my friend. Please,” he puts out a pleading hand, “there must be something we can

“I’ve made my decision. I’m going to

then pinches the bridge of his nose

member of my pack, a valuable one, and I

cruel. I don’t want Edgar to go either, but

of paid leave,” Victor says, returning his gaze to Edgar’s face. “No responsibilities or obligations. You’re free of command, free to do as you will, but you’ll still have the protection of the pack and the rank of Beta.

thinks about this carefully,

snapping a salute. “This is…kind of

status: all the weight of the

please,” I say, stepping forward one more

one last time, pressing his lips together as he studies my face. “It’s okay, Evelyn,” he says softly. “I understand. Perhaps more than you

frustratingly cryptic, he pulls his hand away and, not looking

been so important to me for so many months now – the

you all right, Evelyn?” Victor’s voice is

“I don’t know.” I say, quite serious. I can’t parse my feelings at all. Part of me knows

going to miss

he takes a few steps forward and gently wipes my tears away with his thumb. “It’s okay,” he says,

sniffing and trying not to cry

that Alvin is standing, a little awkward, at the bottom of the stairs. A

to wrap them in a big hug, one I very much