Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 208 – Hard Lines

When Victor and Evelyn come down the stairs ten minutes later, Rafe is sitting at the kitchen table looking down at his folded hands. Evelyn doesn’t say a word, barely glances at him as she instead goes to her boys, who are standing by the open front door.

“Mama!” Ian says, breathless with excitement. “Did you see it!?”

“See what, baby?” Evelyn says, coming to put a hand on his back between his shoulder blades and see what the excitement is about.

“The house,” Alvin says, leaning against the door and looking up at her with wide eyes. “The car house!”

“Oh,” Evelyn says laughing and looking at the driveway. “It’s called an RV, boys – a Recreational Vehicle. Apparently,” she smirks and looks over her shoulder at Victor, who pulls out a chair to sit across from Rafe, “your dad buys the newest model every year. Just in case.”

“It’s awesome,” Ian says, his wide eyes eager. “Can we go travel in it?”

“Can we go live in it?!” Alvin shouts, clasping his hands beneath his chin in excitement.

“You’d want that?!” Evelyn asks, laughing and gesturing towards it. It really is beautiful but…live in it!? “You’d want to live in that thing, like living in a can of sardines?”

“Well, our other house did burn down,” Ian says, pouting, “we should get a new one and this one is already here.” Evelyn can’t stop the laugh that starts to spill from her at his earnest kid logic.

“Yeah,” Alvin says, as if it’s obvious. “And we can take this one to the beach.”

“Okay, okay,” Evelyn says, reaching for the coat hanging on the peg by the door. “Let’s go explore it, and then we’ll decide whether or not we should move in.”

The boys run out the door, happy with this deal, and Evelyn looks over her shoulder at Victor before following them. Victor gives her a deep nod as Burton hands him a fresh cup of coffee.

Thank you, Victor says into her mind, for distracting them. I’ll handle this in here.

Anytime, Evelyn replies with a wink. Then, she pulls the door shut behind her, following her sons to the RV.

When the house is quiet again, Victor turns his attention to Rafe. “Evelyn told me what she knows,” he says, his deep voice rumbling with disappointment. Hearing his tone, Burton quickly makes himself scarce.

butler is gone, Rafe lifts his eyes to meet his brother’s. “Listen,

giving Rafe a look that suggests what he has said is an understatement. A massive, horrible,

Evelyn already yelled at me last night,” Rafe says ruefully. “I get it. It’s not like I don’t already know that what I did was horrible. I’m going to make it better.

Victor asks, starting to get genuinely confused as he sits down at the table. “That I’m going to repeat back to you your actions in the past few months? And you’re going to have to face what you did, instead of

looks at his

the details and pin you to the wall for each one. I’ll skip right to telling you what a rotten piece of

continues, cutting to the chase. “What the f**k is wrong with you, Rafe?” Victor growls, leaning across the table and glaring at his brother. “That is

his head in his hands. “I just got so wrapped up in it, Victor,” he says, his voice muffled against his palms. “In all the s**t after the wedding – in all of the s**t before the wedding. You weren’t there – you didn’t hear everything Dad was saying about you bringing those boys into

your excuse?” Victor says, sitting back in his

didn’t,” Rafe says, taking down his hands and glaring at Victor. “I did it.

in his hands as Rafe takes a moment to sort

he goes, “…nothing, in my life, seemed more important to me than ripping this pack from you and taking it for myself. In getting

Victor sits quietly, listening.

Bridgette – I realized that…dad was just using me, as he does all of us. He’s just like John Walsh in that way, do you know?” Rafe looks up, then, meeting

his head. “Where it’s fine, encouraged, even, to just take whatever the hell you want, and shape the world into the image you want it to fit. But these past months with

back in his chair, studying his brother. “How did you get out of it, Victor?” he asks. “How did you…not

his coffee tight. “I think

face though. “Evelyn?” Rafe says, leaning forward in his chair, a little disbelieving. “Seriously?

this. I have trouble even thinking about the things I said to her. But

then?” Rafe

me to start seeing her as a person. Not as a Luna, or as a surrogate, or as my kids’ mom. But as a full person, who loves and fights and speaks and

that. “You certainly blew up your life to do

mad that his brother would laugh. Rafe holds up his hands, though, apologizing, and Victor forces himself to

I have to change? I have to find the right woman? I

an Alpha household that told her her entire life that she deserves more. Are you going