Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 207

#Chapter 207 – Alpha Tendencies

But I refuse to be cowed. He’s going to hear me out.

Rafe looks at me, then, and I can see the guilt, rage, and self-disgust mingling in his face then.

“I was right,” I hiss. “The first time I met you, when I said I didn’t want my children near you. You’re a f*****g sociopath, Rafe. Thank god you’re not going to be a father. And thank god she’s not pregnant, so she won’t have to be tied to you for the rest of her life.”

He grits his teeth, then, and I can see that he’s holding himself back mightily. He starts to tremble even further with the effort, either to not flip out at me, hit me, or…even harm himself?

Honestly, I don’t know.

So I back off. My job here is done, anyway, it’s not worth inciting him to violence just to make my point further.

I take a step away from him. “I want you gone from this house,” I say, my eyes cold.

“You can’t command me to leave, Evelyn,” Rafe growls. “I’m an Alpha of this pack –“

“I can’t banish you, Rafe, no,” I say, my eyebrows flying up. “But this is my house. Mine. And I will see you gone from it. I won’t have you under my roof with my children. Not anymore. Go to the hotel, go to the Beta camp – anywhere else. But get the f**k out of my house. Right now.”

He looks at me in silence for a moment and I honestly can’t parse all of the emotions crossing over his face. But then he turns, crossing the room in a few short steps to storm out the back door, which he slams shut behind him.

I follow him to it, lock it, and then storm to the front door, where I inform the Beta guards there that he’s not to be let into this house again. They’re confused, I can see, but they nod, ready to accept my will.

With that, I shut and lock the front door, blow out my candle, and then stomp up the steps. I pass the children’s room – silent, thank god – and throw open the door to my own.

I’m still steaming with rage, ready to light into Victor as well, tell him what absolute scum his brother is –

But.

sprawled across the blankets, on his stomach, his mouth a

manage to get undressed properly. He’s so,

asleep on the bed. I shake my head and then

it can wait. It can all wait.

I am as well.

onto the bed in just my underwear, pulling a throw blanket

Tonight, we would rest.

Tomorrow, though?

I planned to feed Rafe into a

see what Victor thought the best plan of action was. It’s his

bed next to him, her robe loosely wrapped around her. He looks at her blearily and

Dead mad.

Pissed as hell, really.

murmurs. “What did

“We, for once, are good.

sit up. God, it feels almost like he can feel his bones grinding

with the other. She looks tired as well – drained, really, with the start of dark circles beneath her eyes. His heart sinks when he sees them. She should be resting – not worrying

to reply but Victor

hand. She snaps her mouth shut, starting to get angry again, but he speaks quickly. “Please, Evelyn, I want

finger at the

he murmurs, reaching for

then. She’s still pissed, but she can’t help it. “Wait, who are you talking to?

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