Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 207
But I refuse to be cowed. He’s going to hear me out.
Rafe looks at me, then, and I can see the guilt, rage, and self-disgust mingling in his face then.
“I was right,” I hiss. “The first time I met you, when I said I didn’t want my children near you. You’re a f*****g sociopath, Rafe. Thank god you’re not going to be a father. And thank god she’s not pregnant, so she won’t have to be tied to you for the rest of her life.”
I can see that he’s holding himself back mightily. He starts to tremble even further with the effort, either to not flip out at me, hit me, or…even harm himself?
now.
it’s not worth inciting him to violence just to make my point further.
eyes cold.
“
th my children. Not anymore. Go to the hotel, go to the Beta camp – anywhere else. But get the f**k out of my house. Right now.”
tly can’t parse all of the emotions crossing over his face. But then he turns, crossing the room in a fe
but they nod, ready to accept my will.
my candle, and then stomp up the steps. I pass the children’s room – silent, thank god – and throw open the door to my own.
other is –
But.
can’t. He’s sprawled across the blankets, on
e to get undressed properly. He’s so, so tired, I know.
. My poor Alpha, asleep on the bed. I shake my head and then run my hand down my
ut it can wait. It can all wait. His rest must come before all thin
ushing myself too.
my shirt and my pants and crawling onto the bed in just my underwear, pulling a throw
would rest.
?
into a wood chipper.
d see what Victor thought the
s eyes the next morning, Evelyn is perched on the side of the bed next to him, he
Dead mad.
ly.
I do?”
“Nothing,” she says, her face softening. “We, for once, are good. It’s your brother.
can feel his bones grinding against each other as he moves. He slept for hours – why was he so tired?
resting – not worrying about whatever his brother has done.
pens her mouth to reply but Victor interrupts
ing you have to say. But can we please, please have coffee first?”
s one steady finger at the bedstand. Victor turns his head to see a steaming cup of coffee waiting for him there.
” he murmurs,
l pissed, but she can’t help it. “Wait, who are you talking to? Me,
ls. He takes a long sip and then sets his shoulders and looks Evelyn in the eye. “Okay,” he says. “Proceed.”
ntence, Victor’s stomach drops further in his own disappointment and rage. At the end of the telling, he’s looking down into his cup of coffee, shaking his head.
frowns. “Actually, the correct term would be sociopath with narcissistic tendencies. But. I think that’s le
I appreciate your official diagnosis, I still have to deal with him, whatever the correct term is.”
ods and gets up as well, b
eeks in.
the front porch but the Betas won’t let him in. He told me to come get you?”
on Alvin. “Tell the Betas to let him in, he can wait in the kitchen. Maybe you can pour him a cup of coffee while I get dressed?”
about this.
ay to the closet. “I agree. He’s not a good influence on them. But I’d rather handle it in a way that…keeps Ian and Alvin in the dark as much as we can. They don’t need
nods. She understands, but she’s still not happy about the idea of that man in the kitchen.
vie,” Victor murmurs. “He’s not going to traumatize the children in the next ten minutes before we go downstairs.”
says, sighing. Then she, too, heads to the closet to pick out some clothes.