Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 157

“Mama?” The boys come tottering down the stairs.

Too soon, just…too soon.

Still kneeling on the floor, I raise my shaking hands to my eyes, working to wipe away the tears, but they’re still coming.

I just can’t stop –

wrap around my shoulder

arts. God, what did I ever do to deserve them?

is voice.

steady, but my voice trembles when I answer.

ead now, let me go.”

en pat the floor in front of me, where they sit down, their faces worried.

was…” A

nt, his face a pair to his brother’s.

he boys don’t need to know everything. “He was very angry with me, because I did something very bad. I stopped doing it, a f

this truth.

s off.” I gives them a big, wavering smile.

s at me suspic

t to stay here,” Alvin says, firm.

Some clothes, whatever books and toys you want – anything that fits in your backpack.”

can tell that behind my fake smile, my will is steely. So they head up the stairs.

despair. “Sacrifice some toys if you have to.”

respond, continuing up the

their footsteps echo down the hall, I get to my feet, my mind and my body both moving fast. I don’t need much – I can grab a few sets of clothes upstairs while the boys have breakfast –

breakfast – I have to feed them before we hit the road –

ntil the bag is bursting at its seams.

hurrying into my closet –

arger and the phone still on my bedside table, hurrying down the steps.

, eating their cereal, watching me closely.

giving them a big smile. “Have you guys dec

Silence fills the room and my cheeks hurt so hard with my forced smile that I feel almost as if they will crack

o him.

for it?

nt to go,” Alvin says plaintively. Not whining, but truly pleading for me to see, to understand. “We want to stay here. In our home. We are a family.”

I sink to the floor again, putting my head in my hands, the tears coming back in a flood

s land, knowing what we had, what my stupid choices just ruined. I can’t see him every day – can’t look into his face, can’t co-parent with him, can’t watch him – oh my god, watch him fall in love with someone else –

ay here,” I whisper, my tears f

e once more.

s –

t I can do it

ing to start again.”

me.

” Ian says, speaking for both of them. “We’re not goin

falls open in shock, my eyes darting between my two sons. Victor had told me to leave them here – but never in my life would I ac

oor. “We can’t go. This is our pack.”

ility,” I spit out, angrier t

Dad is giving it to us. Even if we leave,” he shakes his head at me, “we will have to come back sometime. We cann

d realize – damnit. I realize that they’re right. Legally, they’re bound to the pack. One day, it will be theirs, whether we disappear or not

“Come with me,

go. But we have to stay.”

in my car in the driveway. I can’t believe it. I can’t believe

spinning as I turn to see it open.