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.”

that be?” she asks,

shrug, truly not knowing. “We

wedding,” she says, pressing her hands together beneath her chin happily. “That’s so

around my shoulders, and consider that she was planning her own wedding not too long ago. And that…well, I hope that this isn’t making her jealous. I would feel horrible if my own happiness

and

she says noncommittally, rolling her eyes a little. “Complicated,

the shoulders, not wanting to push her if she doesn’t want to talk about it. I point to

she asks curiously, looking around. “He’s

handing her the warm mug. “He’s been away all

little,” she says, sighing. “I wanted…some perspective.

wouldn’t want to help. Its just that… I actually don’t think

leaning against the counter and taking

a little. “They’re not so

at me then, and I laugh when I realize that she knows exactly what I mean. These Kensington boys – they feel deeply. You just sometimes have

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

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

Edgar was going with him this afternoon, but he didn’t

the

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you really think the time is now?” Victor asks Annabeth after a moment of contemplative silence.

power vacuum now, with Walsh and Willard out of the picture. No Alpha has recently been able to conclusively demonstrate

you think,” Victor continues carefully,

with your neat little three-day war, that you’re well able to deal with threats, and that you have the lives of wolves – all wolves, not just Alpha-born wolves – at the heart of

course, this has been his plan

Now?

Already?

eyebrow,” Annabeth says quietly, “is

not single,” Victor says hastily,