Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 264 – Supreme

When Victor comes home at seven o’clock that night, I throw myself into his arms.

“Where have you been,” I breathe against his chest, angry and relieved at once.

“Whoa,” he says, laughing a little, settling his weight on his back foot to balance the weight of me against him. “Evelyn, are you all right?”

“I was worried about you,” I say, frowning up at him. “You didn’t call or text – not once –“

“Oh,” he says, as if not realizing that he hadn’t even been checking his phone. “I’m so sorry – I didn’t even think – I had Beta Stephen managing my calls –“

Stephen, coming in the door after Victor with a collection of other Betas, gives me a little grimace. “I’m sorry, Luna,” he says, abashed. “I didn’t read your messages – they’re marked as private on his phone –“

“It’s okay, Stephen,” I say, resting my head against Victor’s chest and giving the Beta a little smile. “It’s not your fault.”

“Sorry, my dear,” Victor murmurs, bending his head to give me a kiss on my hair. “I…it was a crazy day. I didn’t think.”

“Crazy?” I ask, looking up at him, curious. Then I take a step back form him to inspect, scenting the air between us, trying to catch any hint of anything amiss –

“I’m all right,” he says, closing the distance between us, wrapping an arm around my waist. “Just…busy, is all. Come on, is there food? I’m starving.”

I allow my mate to pull me into the kitchen, sticking close by his side, not wanting to be parted for another moment this day. I watch him smile as he hears the pattering of our boys’ feet in the hallway upstairs and then watches them clatter down the steps.

“Dad!” Ian shouts, thrilled, as he comes into sight. Alvin follows close at his brother’s heels as the boys cross the kitchen and hug their father, wrapping themselves tight around his hips. Victor laughs, patting each of them on the shoulder, smiling down at him.

did you two have a good day too? Keep

his eyes and scowls, looking away, but Alvin answers for both

was amazing! The best day!” he says, a broad smile lighting his face. I laugh and untangle myself from the three, tickled to see that nothing at all has changed regarding the

baking inside, and then lean against the counter to watch my mate with his sons. He’s clearly tired from his long day,

to find out, because – predictably – Victor doesn’t want to say anything in front of the kids. So we spend our dinner hearing all about what they’ve learned today – archaeology, paleontology, and astronomy apparently took precedence in

chagrined. “Tomorrow I want to run away. I hate

know you liked the archaeology stuff – because Miss Georgia says you will get to

his brother a nasty little look. “I’ll do that, but only if we

I say, tucking into my food, surprised at how hungry I am. “But if you could start in

and eats as well, unusually

intent on learning more

for a

not usually one

away home. Bridgette left hours ago, and I still haven’t seen Rafe. I lean against the counter, mulling this over, as Victor pours me

before leading me out to the front porch, where we settle ourselves on the

a little thrill of joy when I consider just how

against his chest. “What on earth did you

hair a little. “Is

before resting it on the rail of the porch. “That’s not what I’d have advised, but it’s the

laugh. “I saw Annabeth Prath as well. She had some

surprised. “About

cryptically,

allowed to know?” I ask. “Or is it