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?”

lightening fast, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me to him, his other arm around my shoulders, pinning me to his chest. I can feel him shaking against me, can hear the little desperate

undone by the look on his face. The broad,

to my eyes

a frenzied little laugh. “Twins!? Twins

it – not…truly. Not yet. No – I wanted this moment

clever

to me, holding out the toy stethoscope from his doctor’s play set. “Here, mama,” he says, apparently forgiving

Victor a little, though he doesn’t let me go far. “Does this actually work?”

think so.

and slip the earpieces into my ears. Then, bending over, I place

mama,” he

ask, remembering that

me. I move the stethoscope to

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

I murmur, starting to cry

It’s

Twins…

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 can bring them

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

Victor murmurs, 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 mouth, my hand on his check, touched by how overwhelmed he is. “I understand – I just…I’m so excited – I can’t wait

saying behind those words is that he’s

so am I, to be able to do this with

pressing himself against me. “Stop looking

curious. “What?” I ask, “I’m sorry

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