Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

My mouth falls open and then I’m laughing, my shoulders shaking almost with hysteria, and I put my head in my hands.

Twins. Twins!

Again, twins!

Oh my god.

I’m still processing the news when I feel warm hands on my shoulders. I look up, then, into Victor’s serious face. “Please, Evelyn,” he murmurs, putting pressure on my shoulders and I realize that he wants me to lay back.

“What?” I ask, leaning backwards a little but not understanding.

“I need to –“ he doesn’t finish his sentence – apparently can’t finish his sentence, he’s too swept away by his emotions. Still not understanding, I oblige him and lay back on the bed, looking over at my sons who apparently understand.

“Here, papa,” Alvin says, hopping off the other bed and coming to point at my stomach. Then, as Victor lowers his head to my lower abdomen and presses his ear against me, I understand. And I’m suddenly quite jealous.

“Hey!” I cry, sitting up a little, “no fair! No one else gets to hear if I can’t hear – I can’t bend like that!”

Ian, apparently coming up with a solution, runs away from the bed while Victor murmurs “please, Evelyn, quiet – please, I’m begging you -” and closes his eyes, apparently listening very hard and training all of his wolf hearing onto my stomach.

I keep my neck bent, my eyes on him, watching and…I see the moment that he hears them. I gasp myself, seeing him go perfectly still.

“Oh my god,” he murmurs, rigid with shock for a moment, “Evelyn…I can hear them…”

Then he whips his face up to me, his eyes wide, more surprised and overwhelmed than I think I’ve ever seen him. I honestly – I don’t know what to do – but a smile spreads on my face despite me.

“Well?” I say, spreading my hands out desperately. “What do you think?”

by the waist and pulling me to him, his other arm around my shoulders, pinning me to his chest. I can feel him

the look on his face. The broad, disbelieving smile, the wide astonished

eyes

murmurs, putting his forehead to mine, still laughing a frenzied little laugh. “Twins!? Twins again?!” Then he squeezes me back against him and I find myself laughing and crying into his

yet. No – I wanted this moment – wanted to do it

never thought that my clever

to the side, then, smiling at them as well and see Ian standing next to me, holding out the toy stethoscope from his doctor’s play set. “Here, mama,” he says, apparently forgiving

though he doesn’t let me go

think so. But maybe

slip the earpieces into my ears. Then, bending over, I place the round chest-piece of the stethoscope

he

ask,

shrugs and smiles at me. I move the

hear it. At first it sounds like one heartbeat, moving very quick, but then…the rhythm changes, like listening

murmur,

real. It’s

Twins…

me against him again, burying his face in my neck, apparently unable to let me go far. I hug him just as close, again overwhelmed. Next to me, I feel two little boys press against my side and release Victor with one arm so that I

my voice muffled by the closeness of Victor’s body – “I didn’t mean to keep a secret – or, well, I did

pulling back from me and giving me a warm smile, wiping at his eyes with the back of his hand. I press a quick kiss to his

What he’s also saying behind those words is that he’s excited because he gets to be here for

he’s thrilled – and so am I, to be able to do this with him – and

against me. “Stop looking at

curious. “What?” I ask, “I’m sorry baby – what’s wrong – I wasn’t ignoring

my lap. I coo to him, making space between me and Victor so that my boy