Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 162 – Beach Plans

At the beach the next day, Evelyn leans back, enjoying the feel of the sun on her skin.

Though Delia had paid for the hotel, and its quality reflected her therapist paycheck, Emma had sprung for the beach facilities and here her wealth was…evident.

The three women stretch out on lounge chairs in a beach cabana, little tables next to them sporting their morning cocktails. Evelyn had borrowed a suit from Diana but Emma had insisted on buying one for Ian, and he played a few feet away in his swim trunks and rash guard t-shirt.

It wasn’t as hot as it would be in the summer, but there was a warm snap currently and the women were five hours south of their home city. To them, the sunlight and moderate heat is paradise on a February morning.

“Let’s just stay here,” Delia murmurs, her eyes closed behind her sunglasses. “Just live on the beach until the money runs out. And then we’ll swim into the ocean and become mer-people.”

Emma frowns at her, turning her head slightly in her direction. “No more breakfast cocktails for you,” she says, but Evelyn laughs. She can tell that Emma’s joking.

Evelyn sighs a little, enjoying the physical sensation of being on the beach. Part of her can’t believe that she’s stretched out in the sunlight, smelling the salt air with her sister and her best friend. If someone had told her yesterday that this would be her reality, she’d have called their bluff in a moment.

But here she was.

The comfort and safety of this day, this moment, offers Evelyn a little space in her mind to consider her next moves. Although Delia’s idea sounds appealing, Evelyn knows that she can’t stay here forever. Nor can she return to the city with Delia – Victor would find her in a moment and she was determined – absolutely determined – to stand on her own two feet once again.

For a moment, though, laying there in the sun, Evelyn considers her determination.

Was it, really, what she wanted?

She bites her lip, knowing the answer. That if she could go home, that if Victor would accept her apology, that she’d do it again in the minute.

But he had banished her. He doesn’t hold her paperwork – she’s still part of her father’s pack – but if he did, he would surely make her Rogue. In essence, even without the paperwork, it was done already.

Evelyn was on her own again – no matter what she wanted, she couldn’t go back home. And if she couldn’t do that, then whatever she did, she wasn’t going to live by anyone else’s rules.

“What are you going to do next, Evelyn?” Emma says gently, sitting up a little on her beach lounger, perhaps intuiting the sense of her sister’s thoughts.

Evelyn sighs, looking at her companions. “I don’t know,” she says, sitting up herself and shaking her head. She picks up the mimosa sitting next to her and takes another sip, enjoying the sweetness alongside the bubbles. “I can’t go back, that I know for sure.”

Delia asks, sitting up herself. “Evelyn, are you sure? When I was at your house the other night – he was

remember. “He told me to go and leave the kids, Delia,” she says. “In…in that

pillows. “Geeze, Evelyn,” she murmurs. There’s a beat before she says, “that must be a record. How many banishments is that, two? An impressive lady, most people can only manage one

can’t help but laugh at this and Emma, once she sees that Delia knows

get banished from that one too. That would be three, if I can count getting banished from the same pack twice. Technically,

pack. You might not want to hear it right now, but honestly I’m a little jealous of you. What I wouldn’t give to light out on

glance that Emma throws

thoughts that come to her

Emma murmurs, picking up her own

“Why?” Evelyn asks, frowning.

of her sunglasses at her. “I can’t just disappear. He’ll notice. He’ll…call

this weekend,” Evelyn says, shrugging. “Or are you

instead just gives Evelyn a

and putting her feet down on the sand. “What the hell is stopping you? You hate your life, Emma. Why

her sister’s. “Come with

of Evelyn’s grasp and looking over to Delia for support. Delia, however,

sits up fully. “Wait, are you two actually serious? You are being ridiculous. You have to let this go.” She shifts in her seat, clearly uncomfortable, a hen

it was fate that I found you on this weekend – came knocking on your

shakes her head, but

laughing a little. “My car is stocked with like…an embarrassing

car –“ Delia gasps, spinning in her seat and looking towards the

you could do the same. Stop at the closest bank – drain your account before Joyce has any idea what’s happening – it will be so much easier than the last time I did it with our combined resources in my pocket. We can go!

leave…” her voice fades off, but she again looks to her other side, at

an

smile creeps onto her face. “I could…come. If I’m invited? If this isn’t like,” she points a finger and lets it dance between the two of them, “like some

her,

looks at Emma with such love in her eyes that Evelyn’s heart swells. “I’d have done it a lone time ago,” Delia says. “I just…never thought it’s what you

the hell do I have going on at home? The two of us can start a therapy practice anywhere. People are having mental breakdowns all over