Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 202
Rafe frowns at me.
“Boys,” Rafe says, not looking at them. “Go play in the living room.”
Ian opens his mouth – full of pancakes – to protest, but Rafe interrupts.
s, not hands.” The boys, sufficiently distracted and eager for this weird new experience, grab their plates and head off.
to Rafe, who leans forward onto the table.
turn, surprised to see Burton standing there, his kitchen tasks abandoned. Victor and Rafe follow in suit, likewise looking at the butler. “Luckily,” Burton says, “I do know what is going on.”
, our mouths open. Silence reigns at the table.
ng to steal my whipped cream!”
e jumps along beside him, eyeing the pancakes eagerly.
absurdity of the moment.
, a little, from my coughing fit, but I ignore it as I start to laugh. A little giggle at first, and th
is hand, laughing his low chuckle.
ieving.
ays, not getting it, looking betw
“ I’m interrupted, then, with another peal of my own laughter. “It’s just so ridiculous – Victor almost dies last night, and today my sons are in the living room stealing whipped cream, and our butler is the only one who really knows what’s going on
g with him.
funny – but we’re just so exhausted and the past few days and weeks have been so much –
I come back to my
, Madame, Monsieur,” he says, looking us over.
end of his mirth and gesturing towards the twins’ empty chairs. “Please, sit down with us, let us know what’s going on. Because honestly, we’re so confused.”
on the table and putting my chin in my palm
coughing up blood? I’m tired, of course, but I had thought it was just because I didn’t get any sleep. But…is it more than that? Is this ache within me…is something else going on?
looking at us.
your forgiveness,” he says, “to begin with.”
earth has Burton done except be wonderful to us?
since the moment that we met.”
ctor, likewise, goes still beside me.
hanging his head. “I am not who I say I a
ays, turning his hand palm up on the table. “I…did background checks. Everything y
ey are powerful. They were able to ensure that the basic information that I gave you would pass all of your tests.”
ng up a hand towards Victor and keeping his gaze fixed on Bu
s each in the eye in turn. “I must tell you that I never worked to harm you – every moment in your service has been an absolute honor, and one in which I’ve worked to truly better your
but good things for us, for our children. I suspect,” Victor looks at me, then, taking my hand, “that you’ve known…something. About Evelyn and I. Long before we ever did.”
urious to hear more. It’s true that at the wedding, when we first met him, that he was extremely kind to me – that he even brough
I had been the foolish ones.
own, so far ahead?
“Tell us more.”
es a deep breath, and then he begins. “I was born,” he says, “to a sacred order
o say…
. It certainly wasn
orld. To look, in particular, for those who are…specially blessed, for a lack of a better term.”
and I listen, rapt. Burton turns to look at the boys i
says quietly. “The moment they were born, we knew. There was…again, for a lack of better words, a stirring in the stars.”
at mean? I look at Victor and see the same expression on his face.
ce the two of you as well.”
and me. “Am I correct in saying that the two of you had, last night, what might be considered a merging of souls? A kind of exchange, of the spiritual material within you?”
That’s a pretty accurate description of what happened, wouldn’t you say?
ds for it.
s, his eyes landing on us. “Are you two…are you two mind linking? Right
open in shock and disbelie
use!?”