Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 256 – The Laser

I frown at Victor as he opens his bedside drawer, half my attention on Alvin reaching out to pull Archie off of Ian and give the dog a snuggle. “Why do you want a mint?” I ask, turning back to my kids. “You just brushed your teeth.”

“Sometimes, you just want a mint,” Victor murmurs, and I turn back to him, confused. And then I see the little smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth. Frowning a little – not upset, just curious – I watch him, giving him my full attention now.

And my mouth falls open when he draws, from the very back of the drawer, a little black velvet box.

I gasp aloud, going very still.

The boys react immediately to my noise and my stillness, the wolves in them instantly alert to the change. Almost at once, my twins turn to me and then to Victor, watching carefully.

“Evelyn,” Victor says, palming the box and coming to sit next to me on the bed. I go a little pale, my hands shooting up to my mouth to cover it. I watch him with wide eyes – completely surprised but also utterly happy. If this is what I think it is…

“Evelyn,” he says again, laughing a little and reaching out to touch my wrists, to pull them away from my face. I can hear his voice waiver slightly, as if he’s anxious. But he can’t possibly be…

“Papa,” Ian whispers, interested and perhaps a little confused.

“Shhh!” Alvin interrupts, reaching over to cover Ian’s mouth with his hand, muffling his interruptions.

“But!” Ian cries, his words garbled behind Alvin’s hand. Victor presses on, ignoring them but unbothered. He doesn’t mind, really, I can tell – we both know it wouldn’t be the same without the boys here, and it wouldn’t be an event with the boys if they didn’t interject. I want them to be part of it.

“I had plans to do this another way,” Victor continues. “Lots of different ways – but I heard you, last time, when you said that you wanted me to ask you this question in a moment that felt…like it was totally ours. And there is no moment that feels more truly ‘us’ than one filled with the sound of your laugher, and the comfort of our home,” he looks at the boys then as well, and I can see tears limning his eyes, “and our boys doing something…completely bizarre.”

face to look at my boys, who are looking wide-eyed at the two of us. Victor brings me back to

I’ve finally felt whole. Not whole again, either – I think I’ve never been whole without you. The nearness of

this and he huffs a little

smiling a little. “Maybe for a couple of minutes here and there. But otherwise, all I want for the rest of my life is to be by your

eyes as Victor says the words that echo in my heart every day. He is my heart made flesh, and every atom in me hums to be with him. This is a truth that echoes through me, down to

his fist and displaying that little box again. I feel my stomach twist in anticipation and excitement.

Alvin, a little

the same

the box and my eyes focus on the dark edge of it, but I can’t help, for a moment, glancing at the boys, who are suddenly tense with worry. Victor opens the box completely, giving me a sweet anxious smile, his eyes fixed on mine,

I say, looking at the empty velvet pillow inside the box. “Victor, baby…” I can’t help

all around him, as if the ring might have fallen out or something. “Oh my god,” he says again, more panicked

in his voice. Alvin sidles closer to his brother, his

eyes snap directly to the twins. “What did

bad!” Alvin whispers, urgent.

for it. I can’t help myself – I burst into

on the boys. “Alvin, Ian,” he says, even

his arms over

“That was a

hands in

a huge sigh of relief, running an anxious palm down over his face. “Would