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?”

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 laugh that finds its way out of his chest.

undone by the look on his face. The broad,

spring to my eyes as I grin at

a frenzied little laugh. “Twins!? Twins again?!” Then he squeezes me back against him and I find

– not…truly. Not yet. No

thought that my clever boys would figure

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

me go far. “Does this actually work?” I ask, curious, reaching for

shrugs a little. “I think so.

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

he says,

I ask, remembering

and smiles at me. I move the stethoscope

moving very quick, but then…the

god…” I murmur, starting to

real. It’s

Twins…

let me go far. I hug him just as close, again overwhelmed. Next to me, I feel two little boys press

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

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

What he’s also saying behind those words is that he’s excited because he gets to be here for it this time – that he missed the first pregnancy, and the birth, and the early days with the boys. But now…he gets to

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

pressing himself against me. “Stop looking at dad!

at my boy, curious. “What?” I ask, “I’m sorry baby –

he insists, working to crawl up into my lap. I coo to him, making space between me and Victor so that my boy can sit with us. I wrap my arms around him, realizing,