Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 270
The next morning the house is somehow…different.
I can’t place my finger on it but…something is somehow not right. I look around, trying to figure it out. In so many ways everything seems…normal. The Betas are buzzing, moving around doing their work. Burton is here again – thank god – doing some general dusting and straightening up, humming a little French song to himself.
Rafe is surly, standing at the Alpha’s desk and doing his work but…that’s nothing new…
mehow I know it’s not him that’s off…
denly realizing that it’s them.
d they’re not at all their normal cheerful selves, excited for their day.
fusing to look at me.
in my hands.
hell is going on?
s.
tween them. “What’s going on with you two?”
l bowl and splashing milk everywhere. Then he crosses his arms, angry, and sits back in his chair. Alvin puts down his spoon less violently but likewise sits back, pouting.
if I have any idea what’s going on. I just shrug, shaking my head, totally baffled.
gry little gremlins in their place?
ry this tim
o you!”
ward, knowing that if we’re going to crack anyone it’s going to be this twin. “What’s wrong, baby?”
focuses on his brother. I can sense
I say, my voice stern and worried. “Tell me what’s going on. Right now! No more secrets!”
who’s talking, mom,” Ian says, narrowing his eyes at
ask, feeling
myself go pale as I stan
What –
–
I don’t even –
o realize that everyone’s eyes are on us.
eeting, upstairs.”
him, starting up the stairs. I look down at Alvin, raising an eyebrow that silently asks if he needs me to do the same.
out his hand and I take it, nodding and following him towards the stairs. As I go I catch a glimpse of Rafe smirking at me, perhaps a little glad to see me brought down a peg
irection, making him laugh. Then, I follow my kid up the stairs, still won
m, we find Ian already sitting on his bed, sulking with his arms crossed. Vict
do you always get the good one?”
ing my hair back over my shoulder as if butter wouldn’t melt in my mouth. I see Victor’s mouth twitch with the start of a smile but Alvin drops my hand and sighs, going to sit next to h
f up on the bed to sit with his twin, “doesn’t mean I’m not disappointed with you.
nted with me?!” I ask, devastated, going to sit on Alvin’s bed, which is positioned parallel to Ian’s. I lean forward to look between my boys, deeply upset by this information. “Why!?”
s voice very close to yelling as he shoots out a finger poin
ext to me. “We aren’t keeping any secrets from you – not that we know of –“
g out an appeasing hand and patting his father’s knee. “You didn’t figure it out yet. She’s keeping the secret from you too.”
ide now and he turns to stare at me. “What?”
I look between the three of them, trying to figure this out. Because there’s absolutely no way they could actually know –
Not this
realized yet –
“Thank you for doing the solidarity, papa,” he says seriously.
ate, reaching for him. “Victor, come back! Don’t leave me all alone over here!
, papa!” Ian interrupts, “she’s keeping it from you too!”
t keeping –“
are! –“
on’t ev
g!”
s heart rate is actually high, that he’s looking at me with real worry in his eyes.
having this to myself for a little longer, but…if it
ecret.”
her when he hugged her this morning, and he smells it too.”
across the delicate skin of my neck.
rs. “Evelyn, they’re right. You smell…different. It’
igid next to me as he figures it out.
own…”
ken a test or anything.”
ou don’t need a test, mama,” Ian says, rolling his eyes. “We ca
rised.
cently on his knees. “They’re very faint, but if you get close you can hear them –“
ay, leaning forward sharply and star
stillness.
, my voice very soft, my mate leaning in next to me. “This
moment to enjoy his own little secre
hand from his knee.
two fingers.