Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 117 – Panic

Evelyn creeps up silently behind Victor and he jumps as she pulls on his sleeve. Silently, she puts her finger to her lips and nods her head back to the kitchen, indicating that he should come with her. He nods and follows.

“What’s going on with those three?” she whispers, curious. “They wanted to have their dinner with him. It’s weird.”

“What’s weird about that?” He asks, frowning. “They want to have dinner with their grandfather. He’s nice to them.”

She laughs a little, shaking her head and looking in at them again. “Clever man, sucking up to the heirs.”

Victor shrugs, his face going a bit dark. “Perhaps not the heirs, if I don’t pass this next trial.”

“You will,” she says, looking up at him with faith in her eyes. She shakes her head a little. “Yesterday…something was wrong. I can’t put my finger on it.”

“The boys figured it out before I did,” he says ruefully, glancing over at them.

Evelyn frowns and c***s her head to the side, inquisitive.

“I just heard them asking him for a cup of that tea Rafe made us,” he says, putting his hands in his pockets ruefully. “But they said they wanted a cup of his tea, not my tea. Because they smelled different.”

Evelyn’s eyes go wide, her mouth shaping into a little O as she figures it out. “Oh my god, Victor,” she says, a little breathless with disbelief. “He cheated – you have to have a rematch! –“

She begins to move towards the living room, about to demand just that, but Victor grabs her by the arm.

“No, Evelyn” he says quietly, looking around to make sure no one is overhearing them. “In other tests, sure, cheating would be discouraged. But one of intelligence and tactics? Honestly, it’s something which I think my father would respect – which I frankly respect.”

She frowns up at him, not understanding.

“Think about it,” he says. “Rafe knows I can beat him at chess any day – I’ve been running circles around him intellectually since we were kids. He knows he can’t beat me, so, he changes the field. He brings me a cup of tea that he prepares outside the room to drink before the game – he gives it to me in front of everyone! And I’m dumb enough to drink it!”

hair, rueful. “Face it, Evelyn. He outsmarted me. He slipped something in my drink to give himself the advantage,

“I get it.” Then she narrows her eyes, looking around the house. “But I’ll beat him

his brother soundly with her little fists. “Thanks for the offer,” he says. “But I

living room, indicating the two boys still talking quietly with their grandfather. Evelyn raises her eyebrows, considering, and

together, considering the already-formidable force that is their

Evelyn” Victor says, his

what he means. If this is what they’re like

gifts, Victor, but I’m not sure that guarantees them

hand on Evelyn’s back. “We’ll just have to do

into the room. She comes

guys doing?” Bridgette says, confused at the quiet

smile. No reason Bridgette needs to know all the

hand on her stomach,

knows that Bridgette’s pregnancy is threatening Victor’s position within the pack, as well as her own children’s promised future. After a moment,

with all of that?” she says, turning towards Bridgette. Sensing that this talk might be better left to the women alone, Victor quietly moves away, sliding his hand down and across Evelyn’s back as he goes. A

of what?” Bridgette says, looking at Evelyn

blank innocence more than she probably

a little. “Oh, no. I actually feel

No cravings or

shrugs and frowns. “Isn’t it like, way too early for that?

weeks?” Evelyn says, wrinkling her nose in confusion. “Is that

doctor?” Bridgette asks, blinking again at Evelyn. Then she laughs. “Oh, I haven’t been to a doctor. No, I mean it’s been two weeks since I took the pregnancy test!”

sure…” she says, awkwardly. “But are you sure

it okay to have one glass of wine when

my doctor told me that it might be a good idea to wait until my third trimester to have a glass of wine. You know. Wait until the baby is fully baked before you indulge a little.” Evelyn adopts a