Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Good, I think, smiling and waving to her. Now the boys will be distracted as well.

Georgia gives me a happy nod as she heads into the house, looking for the boys, and I pull my legs up onto the little loveseat as well, beaming at Delia and Emma.

“We’ll have some privacy now,” I say, smiling at them.

“Privacy,” Emma says, looking through the window at the house filled with people, “seems to be a…relative term. In this house.”

“Oh, it’s not so bad,” I laugh, tucking my hair behind my ears and shaking my head. “You get used to it – it feels…I don’t know. Like a sports team, or something. Everyone working together towards the same goal. And most of the Betas go home at night.”

“Most of them?” Emma asks, raising her eyebrow. “We always had guards at mom and dad’s house, but we they were always outside the house.”

“Well, here to,” I say with a shrug. “Though I guess it’s…smaller.”

“I think it’s nice,” Delia says warmly. “I always liked a full house growing up.”

I c**k my head to the side and study the two of them, wondering what all of this house talk was getting to. “Are you guys thinking about moving in together or something?” I blurt suddenly, curious.

Emma blinks at me and then blushes, I think not really used to being asked about her private life so straightforwardly. After a life with Joyce, after all, she’s probably not used to anyone asking about her thoughts or her plans at all.

“Actually,” Delia says, unphased by my question (she knows me, after all) and taking Emma’s hand, “kind of…the opposite.”

breaking up –“ I’m completely confused – they’re so obviously

to guess. But

nodding eagerly, my eyes wide, “Please

a little shrug and squeezing Delia’s hand. “We’re

not understanding. “Like…a

going to go wherever we want, whenever want to. Live in a city or a place for a couple of months at a time. Move on when the mood strikes

breathe, suddenly flooded with

much!” Delia finishes for

I agree, squeezing her hand and nodding. “I’m so excited for you! And like – jealous! I want to come! Can I

Delia laugh with me, but they know that

don’t want you to feel

between Delia and me, “it was mostly me, I think. I’ve just been…it feels like, my whole life, I’ve been living…someone else’s life. Or the life that someone picked

carefully at my sister,

Joyce’s

her head a little, remembering it, and my heart goes

Lunas have felt the same, but in some ways…like, mom was always allowed to leave the house? Dad didn’t stop her from doing that?”

was supposed to have lived. And I know that it’s not because she was weaker than me – I would have collapsed to

says, picking up where Emma left of. “Since we started…discovering our feelings for

gone? Now that you’ve given me that freedom, Evelyn?”

the emotion that rises in me. This, I think. This is why Victor

Emma and I flinch a little bit and turn to her. I laugh too, then, realizing that Delia is right – it was getting too serious, too morose a conversation for something