Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 240 – Off to Jail

Victor wakes the next morning before dawn even has a chance to light the sky, climbing carefully of bed to make sure he doesn’t wake the Luna sleeping next to him. He takes a minute to look at her once he stands up fully, to run his eyes over the shape of her full lips, to watch the way her chest falls and rises with her breath.

He has to stop himself from reaching out to brush that curl of hair off her face. God damn it but she’s beautiful. He’s been attracted to her since the moment he laid eyes on her in that ball room – of course he was, how could he help himself – but ever since that night in the forest, when they’d realized what they are to each other and agreed, finally, to put everything aside and build their lives together with whole hearts…

Well, it didn’t seem like he could keep his hands off her.

If it were up to him, he’d wake her up right now and spend this whole day in bed with her, starting by sliding a hand under the lower hem of those silky little pajama shorts –

Victor grits his teeth, covering his eyes with his hand and sighing.

Nope. If he starts now, he’ll never leave the house. And he has a great deal to do today.

Victor pads to the closet instead of climbing back in bed, as he truly wants to. There, he pulls on a pair of black slacks and buttons on a crisp white shirt, donning his Alpha uniform and getting back into the role he knows so well.

As he buckles his belt and looks at his shoe selection, he considers the past few days and weeks with Evelyn, especially the time in the forest when he’d abandoned all of these Alpha rituals. Instead of wearing polished shoes and watches worth as much as some middle-class homes, he’d worn the same clothes for days in a row and let his beard grow into a rough stubble.

He’d abandoned his cool Alpha control and let his mind wander a bit, had let himself joke and laugh with his mate. Joke, he thinks, considering it as he grabs a tie off the shelf and slings it over his arm along with the suit jacket that matches his pants. When’s the last time he’d done that, before Evelyn came back into his life?

Honestly, he’d never thought he was very funny, but the way he makes her laugh…

Victor’s lips turn up in a little smile as he leaves the closet, glancing at his mate’s sleeping form on the bed as he heads towards the door.

The best thing that ever happened to him, that’s what she is. And he’s never, ever again going to let her doubt that he knows it. Not for another moment in her life.

Quietly, Victor pulls open the door and tiptoes out to the other side, tugging it closed behind him, very careful not to make any noise.

“Dad, are we being sneaky?”

that whisper, spinning and gasping when he comes down to see Ian standing in the hall. Ian gives him a wide, naughty grin, pleased to

pressing a hand to his heart. “You scared the hell out of me

Ian declares, pointing a finger at him. “You’re the Alpha, after

to be so vigilant in my own house, is all. Even Alphas have to relax sometime.” He considers his son carefully. “What are you doing

hand. “Got hungry. Got a snack. I’m growing,

to go to work,” Victor explains, looking past Ian

his face breaking

and directing him towards the stairs. “It’s not like you have school today – and one less twin will

hisses, careful to keep quiet, perhaps not wanting Alvin to wake up and join them on their special outing. “This is going

urges. “We have to write your mom a note before

flashing his dad

down the road as the sun begins to peek over the horizon.

dad?” Ian asks, looking happily up at his father. He doesn’t really care what the answer is –

decides he might as well tell him. It’s not like he’s not going to figure it out. But…perhaps this was a mistake. “We’re going to jail,” Victor states calmly,

at once. “Were we

at his son. “No, kid. This is

Ian says, his voice breathless. He reaches out a hand to brush his fingers against his father’s suit jacket reverently, honestly as exhilarated as he’s ever been in his life. “We…we have a jail? And you didn’t

Victor says, stern. “I have a jail.

eagerly back to the road, as if expecting the jail to appear any instant. “Who do we keep

kid and the Betas in the back seat. “We’re going to visit

Ian

evenly. “Grandpa John, your mom’s

going wide. “That makes more sense. He

been keeping him in a safe place. But…now I’m going to talk to him. See if there’s any way we can come to an agreement so that he can leave and be a free