Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

The boys stayed with Rafe, of course, in the lobby of the jail, waiting for us. As much as I wanted them to experience the realities of their world, I didn’t want it to go that far. They look curiously at their grandfather, though, as he walks wordlessly to the second car that will take him home, Rafe at his side.

After Rafe closes the door behind my father, he looks to us, expectant, but Victor simply shakes his head, standing by me. “You take him, Rafe,” Victor orders, his hands in his pockets. “I have to go home with Evelyn.”

“What?” Rafe asks in disbelief. “You seriously want me to – without – why –“

Victor gives him an even look. “Don’t push it, Rafe. I have…things to do. Can you handle it or not?”

Rafe sighs, still not getting it, and I give him a little smile, putting a hand on each of my sons’ shoulders. “Yeah, I can handle it,” Rafe says, running a frustrated hand through his hair. “I don’t get it, but I can handle it.”

“It will all make sense later,” Victor says, turning back to our car, which I help the boys climb into, buckling them in. Then, as I climb into the passenger’s seat myself, I turn to Victor as well.

“Are we not going?” I ask, curious.

Quickly, he shakes his head. “Nope,” he says, looking at me. “We’re going home. I have a doctor coming to check on the pregnancy.”

“What?” I ask, shocked. “How did you get someone so fast – and is that necessary –“

Victor turns to me, giving me a serious look. “As much as I respect the medical analysis of our six-year-old kids,” he says, deeply sarcastic, “Yeah. I want a doctor to look you over as well, Evelyn.”

“Six-year-old genius kids,” Ian corrects from the back seat, but we both ignore him.

I laugh a little, realizing that Victor’s right, and then I lean back in my seat, a little exhausted by the events of the day. “All right, captain. Whatever you say. Let’s stop for cheeseburgers on the way, though.”

Victor opens his mouth to object but I give him puppy-dog eyes. “I’m pregnant, Victor,” I whine, hiding my smirk. “You can’t say no. It’s for the babiesss.”

knowing that I’m going to use the hell out of that line for the next eight-or-so months, and that he’s powerless to stop

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quite friendly, traveling to the house and coming with us quickly upstairs to the bedroom. I see Burton give me a knowing nod on the way up,

feel my stomach, I realize that we’re going to have to let more people

you think you are?” the

up at her, Victor standing curiously on the other side of the bed,

pregnancies develop more quickly than human ones, in the early months, so it’s possible that we’ll see something on an ultrasound, but…it’s also possible that we won’t. Have you done a traditional pregnancy test?”

that she’s going to think that we’re

aloud, standing up

my first hint was when a magical forest sent

“Your…six-year-old twins? Told you?”

“And we heard a heartbeat. On…their toy stethoscope…” Realizing how crazy he sounds, Victor sighs, putting a hand against his cheek and looking at the doctor

doctor says, with a laugh and a little shrug. “Well, let’s check you out and see if your baby

darkening it so we can better see the screen of her computer, which is connected to the ultrasound equipment. Then, as Victor climbs on the bed next to me so that he can get a look, the doctor puts a little

anatomy. “And…” she takes a moment to position the machine,

little black dot in the static. “Wow,” she says, looking at me, genuinely surprised. “Honestly, Luna, I thought that I was going

running through me from my head to my

Wow, it’s really real.

the other one,” Victor whispers, leaning forward to peer

doctor asks, looking at us

I say, giving her a shrug and a little wry