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.”

he briskly nods, giving in. The boys let out a big cheer in the back seat and I grin, 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

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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, though Beta Stephen looks at me with worried eyes. I give Stephen a wink, though, letting

I lay back on the bed and lift my shirt up so that the doctor can feel my stomach, I realize that we’re going to have to let more people in on the secret than I’d like, especially this early. Otherwise, people

are?” the doctor asks, giving me a warm

looking up at her, Victor standing curiously on the other side of the bed, leaning over so he can watch

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?” she asks, reaching

she’s going to think that we’re crazy when we

how…” she wonders aloud, standing

told us?” I respond awkwardly, blushing. I don’t add that my first hint was when a magical forest sent me an apricot about

“Your…six-year-old twins? Told you?”

crazy he sounds, Victor sighs, putting

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

moves to close the shades in the room, 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,

of my anatomy. “And…” she takes a moment to position the

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

a little thrill running through me from my head to my toes. I mean, I knew – I think

Wow, it’s really real.

leaning

doctor asks, looking at

a shrug and a little wry smile. “Um…it’s twins. Please don’t ask us