Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 119 – At A Loss

Victor stares out his back window, clutching his phone in his hand.

One of the most powerful Alphas in the country – in the world – and he can’t get someone to pick up his calls.

Something was wrong with Evelyn last night. He saw it on her face when she was talking with Bridgette – he had seen her go pale, her eyes go glassy. He saw her lost in her thoughts for the rest of the evening, giving only canned answers when she was addressed directly.

He had stopped Bridgette on the way up the stairs, after Evelyn had left with the boys.

“What were you two talking about?” he had asked.

“Huh?” had been Bridgette’s vapid reply.

“You and Evelyn, what did you talk about tonight? She was worried.”

Bridgette just shrugged. “You know. Normal stuff. We talked about hot cocoa.”

Confused, Victor had nodded and let her go. Then, he had sent Evelyn a series of texts over the next few hours, each of which had gone unanswered.

Victor: Hey, are you okay? You looked a little out of sorts tonight.

Victor: Evelyn? Are you still awake?

Victor: Please text me in the morning, I hope everything is all right.

Victor: Evelyn. I’m starting to get worried.

He grits his teeth as he flicks through those messages now. God, he feels like an i***t. But what could be wrong?

Frantic, this morning he had tried to call his therapist.

The call ended so strangely last time, with her saying she couldn’t talk to him anymore. He had contacted the agency about it, and they had confirmed that the therapist had expressed a desire to end the relationship. They offered him a new therapist, but…

He liked this one. If he could just mend the relationship…

he couldn’t do anything if she wouldn’t

his therapist would abandon him like this, so close together? He felt very alone, left in

is surprised to hear a voice to his left. He turns, his eyes falling on Burton, who offers him a fresh cup of

says, nodding his head in deference. “You’ll forgive me, I’m sure, if I say that you look as

a boost. It was true, after all. “Thank

here, sir,” Burton continues, turning his eyes out the window to follow Victor’s own gaze towards Evelyn’s house. “If you ever need a listening ear. The role of the butler

him. “Thank you, Burton,” he says. “I’ll

and then moves away, leaving

like Burton has been a part of the household forever. But

of a wedding, since his father evoked his

Amelia.

to realize that he hasn’t thought about Amelia in…days. This woman, once such a large part of his life, the person who he had intended to marry, build a life with, build a family with,

She was suffering, surely, her own life having fallen apart. He had given her a bit of a grace period, filled her bank account with enough cash to

was, whatever she was doing, it surely wasn’t what she

his life had returned to normal, how fast he had moved on. He searches his heart in this moment, seeking some sadness, some acknowledgement of the loss, but he comes up

when their mating bond had snapped into place. God, they hadn’t left bed for days, he had been obsessed with her, couldn’t get her scent out of his nose or his

then they had been happy,

the rejection of a mating bond. Even when

feels

distract him. That his brother’s grab for power, at Victor’s own perceived weak moment, is enough to keep

down, he knows it’s

fills with images of curling brown hair, of a laughing

Evelyn.

loss of Amelia. If Amelia left any gap at all, Evelyn filled it seamlessly. A growl starts to build in Victor’s chest as

but wants her…here. Beside him, forever. She’s the Luna he wants, he knows it – he admitted

life of him, he can’t understand

In so many ways, to the layman’s eye, Evelyn compares poorly to Amelia. Amelia is objectively more beautiful than Evelyn. Amelia was a supermodel, for heaven’s sake, and she had relished the attention and media that being his Luna brought her. She was looking

want this other woman so intensely when the universe itself had already found him the one woman who was supposed

scowls, shaking his head and looking down at

the life of him, he couldn’t understand