Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 263 – Hesitations

It’s almost four o’clock and Victor still isn’t home.

I stand at my kitchen sink with a glass of water, pretending to stare contemplatively out the back window when really I’m just staring anxiously at the black screen of my phone, which is propped up against the window’s glass. The boys are upstairs with their tutor and others – Betas, housekeepers, Burton – bustle around the house behind me, so it’s not like I’m alone.

But still, I feel very alone without any word from my mate.

I sigh, moving my eyes from my phone and to the newly-green trees outside of the window. I know that Victor can handle himself, and that there’s nothing really that I should worry about. If it just wasn’t Amelia…

Amelia, this woman who worked so hard to destroy our lives. Half of me can’t really blame her – Victor did dump her on her wedding day and shack up with me pretty quickly after. Her rage I get. But the violence to which she retorted for her vengeance…

That part of Amelia scares me. It’s just so foreign to me.

I sigh, picking up my phone and swiping through it, looking for missed messages I know aren’t there. Silence.

I even went so far as to text Edgar, which I haven’t done in months, because Victor said he was in on the mission. Nothing from him either. I close my eyes and put my phone down, saying a little prayer that everything’s all right.

And then I leap about a mile in the air when I feel someone touch my shoulder.

“Oh!” Bridgette says, surprised when I spin on her with a little shriek. “Oh god – Evelyn – I’m sorry – I didn’t mean –“

But then her eyes move to the hand I have pressed against my chest. Or, more specifically, to the gigantic diamond perched on my ring finger.

“Oh my god! Evelyn!” She says, her eyes suddenly wide and thrilled for me. She wraps me in a tight hug, rocking me back and forth. I laugh, swept away by her happiness, and hold her tight in return.

“Thank you, Bridgette,” I say, pulling away and smiling at her. “I’m sorry I didn’t text you about it yesterday – I wanted to tell people in person –“

“We need to have a party!” she says, her eyes wide.

“No,” I say, laughing a little. “No party – we’re so busy. We’ll save all the partying for the wedding itself.”

when will that be?” she

not knowing. “We haven’t planned it

she says, pressing her hands together beneath her chin

And that…well, I hope that this isn’t making her jealous. I would feel horrible if my own happiness were to make

with you and Rafe?” I ask

her eyes a

it. I point to the full coffee machine and raise an inquisitive brow and Bridgette nods quickly. I pour her a

around. “He’s usually…buzzing around here, with the rest

the warm mug. “He’s been away all day, handling something. Did you come

“I wanted…some perspective. On

not that he wouldn’t want to help. Its just that… I actually don’t think the two of them really have

against the counter and taking

“They’re not so bad once you get

exactly what I mean. These Kensington boys – they

suddenly, looking around the room. “I know that Victor’s gone for the day, but did Rafe go with him? Or is he

don’t know,” Bridgette says, curious. “I haven’t heard from

him

where the hell was

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now?” Victor asks Annabeth after a moment of contemplative silence. “To

steadily holding his gaze. “I think that there is certainly a power vacuum now, with Walsh and Willard out of the picture. No Alpha has recently been able to conclusively demonstrate their strength, or that having a Supreme would benefit all

Victor continues carefully, “that with Walsh

says, her mouth quirking in a little smile. “Yes, with them conveniently absent, Victor, I think that you have demonstrated, with your neat little three-day war, that you’re well able to deal with threats, and that

has been his plan

Now?

Already?

thing that might raise an eyebrow,” Annabeth says quietly, “is

not single,” Victor says hastily, with