Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 115

Evelyn pushes open the back door to Victor’s house, holding it open so that Alvin and Ian can scamper in. “Hello?” she calls.

“Ah, Evelyn,” Henry Kensington rolls into sight from the living room, looking her up and down with a sneer on his face. “How good of you to come.”

“Pop pop!” Alvin yells, dashing over to his grandfather, Ian following closely after. Alvin puts one of his own feet on each of his grandfather’s wheelchair’s footrests, next to the larger feet already placed there, and uses the leverage to climb up, leaning forward to his grandfather can give him a hug.

around the chair and climbs up the back to wrap his arms around his grandfather’s neck. “Hello, pop pop!” he says, laugh

eally,” Evelyn says, moving forward, “get down – you

seeing the irony in the fact that he’s scolding her. “The c

f to the kitchen in search of a snack, she tries again.

ote, from the Betas,” she says. “Asking me to come up here? What’s up?”

only appropriate for his heirs to be here to witness it.”

fice.

her, brother, Bridgette, even Burton and several Betas are here to witness the event. The furniture has changed, too. Instead of Victor’s heavy desk

ss board sits, ready for a game.

run to their

t know how to play it.”

ctor says, smiling at both of them. “So, you’ll certainly have to learn at some point.” He pauses to look at Evelyn. “This is an oversight, on our part,

ys. Frankly, she always thought the game a little boring. She opens her mouth, intending to let him

r. “Black tea,” he explains to those in the room who look at him curiously. “Sweetened with cherries. An old trick of the Russian masters.” He gives the crowd a wink and settles down in his chair.

tand with Evelyn, so they do, one on each side. Everyone settled, Henry rolls up to the table

s incredibly important.”

pacity of each of their chosen Lunas,” he says the word with a little sarcasm, Evelyn assumes because she is not actually Victor’s chosen Luna, “to assist him in these social aspects.”

A bit ceremoniously, each raises their cup of tea to each other, clinks them together

and intelligence, both of which are important for an Alpha to master. The challenge is simple: may the best man win.”

hand at the game.

Not like she didn’t have anything else planned today. The boys fidget next to her. “Mama,” Alvin whispers. “How long d

whispering the white lie.

orses do?”

lent – when Burton suddenly appears at their side. He holds out two copies of Beginning Chess to the boys.

light reading,” he says to them, his face

as they dig in. Evelyn gives Burton a broad smile and he returns it with a small bow. “Madame.”

ictor, she knows, will win – he can run circles around Rafe intellectually.

elyn feels someone again tug at her sleeve. Looking down, I see Alvin’s little face looking up at me. “Mama,” he says. “What’s wrong with daddy?”

her attention to the game.

squares are crowded with black figures. The game, it appears, is not going well for Victor, who

sn’t think she’s ever seen Victor sit in a chair without looking like he has a steel plate for a spine. He’s also pressing the bridge of his nose between his fingers, a gesture he only makes when he’s r

ed, what is wrong with him?

nd takes a step forward.

pins to glare at her. “Stand back, Evelyn.

esture at Victor. “He’s –“

on’t interfere.”

er his thoughts. Evelyn looks around the room, trying to catch someone’s eye – anyone’s –

face worried, suggesting that she, too, knows that somethi

“I’m fine, Evelyn,” Victor says, clearing his throat and sh

ritting her teeth. Next to her, Ian crosses his arms and frowns, angry. “He’s not fine, mama,” he says. Alvin nods vigorously in agreement.

. “But he asked us not to help.”

r studies the board, his eyes glassy.

er?” Rafe says with a dirty smirk. Victor looks up at him, almost uncomprehending. “I’ve won. It’s che

deftly, slowly, flicks a finger so that Victor’s king falls down with a clatter.

ctor murmurs, admitting his de

”

ing, are you okay?”

oo, curious. The boys go with

not okay.

Marissa takes his other side and, together, they heft him to his feet.

ather. In the hallway, Evelyn catches Burton’s eye. She mouths “the doctor” to him, indicating that he should call, and he hurries off.

tumble up to bed.

heir father up the stairs and into his bedroom.

okay?” Alvin asks, worried.

owning. “What happened?” As one, they turn to look back into the room.

it. “Daddy was doing better at the beginning,” he says, thoughtful. “But Uncle Rafe did much bet

rse?” Alvin wonders aloud, having memorized the rules and some basic strategies already from his reading. They study the tabl

o his nose and then passing it to his brother. Then, he does the same with his father’s cup.

think they smell the same?” Ian

ut daddy’s is different.”

ing ever more serious. They take a few moments, then, to process in silence.

hen neither are we.”

responds.

fully, quietly, leave the house without talking to anyone. They cross the yard in silence and go