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.

his mouth a little agape, dressed in his pajama pants and

he couldn’t even manage to get undressed properly. He’s so, so tired, I

rage leaves me in an instant as I look at him. My poor Alpha, asleep on the bed.

it can wait. It can all wait. His rest must come before

am

shirt and my pants and crawling onto the bed in just my underwear, pulling a throw blanket over top of both of us as I tuck myself

Tonight, we would rest.

Tomorrow, though?

to feed

we would see what Victor thought the best plan

Evelyn is perched on the side of the bed next to him, her robe loosely wrapped around her. He looks at her blearily and realizes that

Dead mad.

Pissed as hell, really.

Victor murmurs. “What

says, her face softening. “We,

sit up. God, it feels almost like he can feel his bones grinding against each other as he moves. He slept for hours

the start of dark circles beneath her

to reply

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

at the bedstand. Victor turns his head to see a steaming cup of

he murmurs, reaching for it immediately. “I love you so

but she can’t help it. “Wait, who are you talking to? Me,

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