Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 2
Two years ago
I was an Alpha’s daughter, sheltered and petted, and had just yesterday married my childhood friend. Joyce had always been sweet to me, so I thought he would be a good husband. Little did I know, he had a cruel streak that was going to destroy my whole world. Just after our wedding day.
“You know, Evelyn,” he says, interrupting me and taking a step closer so that he’s glaring down at me. “I really thought a girl like you – you know, a pretty girl, a noble girl, would be trained to please her husband. I am so…disappointed. To find that you’re not.”
with tears. “Joyce,” I whisper “What di
ke a piece of meat. I wanted a wife to meet my needs, and now I’m tied to you, you pathetic, whiny little pup, forever.”
g only my lacy thong and my stilettoes, trembling as tears stream down my face.
life and, of course, came to my wedding bed a virgin to honor my husband.
…get better…”
rling. Suddenly he’s in front of me, wrapping his hand against my throat, pushing me backwards until my back hits the wall. “You
ord. I can feel his spittle drip down my cheek.
ruel.
I’m sorry – I didn’t know! I’ll do anything you want – I’ll l
my feet. “You can’t change what you are, you omega f*****g bitch.” He drags me across the room and hurls me into the closet where I fall into a heap.
ock click.
eek as he begins to pull it open, “I’ll gut you like the prey you are.”
nd someone else in silky pink chiffon.
r hair, exposing her throat. He runs his sharp teeth down the length of her neck and she laughs, running her hands down my husband’s chest, stomach, lower – unti
into Joyce’s pants and she groans. He growls and kisses her suddenly on the mouth, hard and slow.
se you, Master,” she says, dropping to her knees and reaching up to unbuckle his belt. Joyce takes a step back so that he leans against the footboard of our bed and I fina
the closet, unable to watch any further, and cry until my eyes are dry.
kest dream.
ing…
have been embarrassed and betrayed – but damnit, I am my father’s daughter. I will not be humiliated like this.
t revenge.
nted to teach me how to please him, but what h
the hanger and slip it on. Dress is a generous term, I think, as lace cups my breasts and silk pools around my hip
eturned from the Alpha party. This morning I’d have been mortified to be seen in public wearing this. But now
t from a nobleman’s daughter.
y down the hallway, drawing eyes wherever I go, but I don’t give them
putting out their finishing touches on the annual Alpha party, which is a triumph of marble and gold. But that’s n
tor leans against the railing, swirling a Manhattan in his glass. Victor, heir to the Alpha throne, who outranks Joyce in every way and is two inches taller than him to boot. Perfect.
ceful prowl I didn’t know I had in me before tonight. As I move up the stairs he glances up once, and then twice, his lips falling open as I hold eye contact.
, how have I never met you before?” He leans against the balcony. I close the gap between
y, my voice low and husky.
y scenting the air between us, trying to catch a whiff of my sc
desire.
he distance between us so that there is just a sliver of space. “Who is your sire.”
I’m no cheap piece of meat.”
t setback of my life. And a gift – my twins.