Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 299

“Come on, Evelyn,” the doctor says confidently as Victor squeezes my hand, his eyes darting between my face and the first baby, which the doula is now wrapping in her first swaddle. “One more push, and then you’ll be done, and you can hold your little girls.”

“Okay,” I huff, sitting up and shifting my eyes to Victor’s, needing his confidence now more than ever.

“You can do it, Evie,” he whispers to me, his expression a complicated mix of elation and worry and fear and wonder. I nod, confidently, and then I feel the contraction come on.

s –

d then finally –

being born – hear her little cry –

ately, now that I’m free of it – now that my job is done and I can be vulnerable – as I listen

’s.

aughters.

ound me, as he speaks comforting words I barely heal, telling me how strong I am and that I’m a miracle. I take a few long breaths and then, laughing a little, I look up into his face and reach out a hand to wipe away the tears th

es to my other side, ready to hand me my little girl.

s the first one,” she says, pillowing my daughter lightly against my left arm. And then the doula reaches behind her to where the doctor stands, wrapping up the second child – freshly cleaned off – in her swaddle. “And here,” the doula says gently,

of my sweet little girls. And I start to cry again.

elcome to the world, little ones.”

verything went beautifully,” she adds, nodding comfortingly. “There’s no reason why you can’t take a minute.”

working to pull myself together for their sake. “I want them to meet the girls –“ my heart twists as I hear myself say that – the boys, t

octor says, nodding and slipping out of the doo

ys don’t need to see –“

re he can, we both tur

n midair.

ss up. “What the hell are you two –“ he growls, scared and angry, grabbing each by their scruffs and hauling them into the room before they fall to their deaths. “You could have been seriously hurt –“

their feet almost instantly running for me.

e in big trouble. We asked you to wait downstairs!”

so much like Victor in this moment that I have to laugh. “It’s different.”

e. “We waited until it was done!”

door bursts op

them.”

a hand over her heart. Then she frowns at them. “How did they…”

o look up at Victor. “Let them come see,” I urge gently, trying to peek beyond him at my eager boys. “No real harm done.”

ctor thoughtfully spreads a little blanket out over my lower half, keeping me warm.

ger than I thought they would be. Victor comes to crouch close behind the boys and I shift my gaze to him, knowing that he’s dying to hold his daughters’ in his arms – and I’m so incredibly touched that he has deferred the experience so that the boys can have this moment to meet them.

Ian, predictably, breaks the silence. “I thought they’d be prettier,” he whispers.

f mirth find their way down my cheeks. “They’re wonderful!” I protest. “They’re so cute, and

’re all wrinkly,

kind of look like little aliens now.” I open my mouth with a little sound of protest and he catches my eye. “Beautiful aliens,” he adds with a smirk. “But yeah. Weird.”

cating in their minds. And then they look back at the little girls.

o the nose of the smaller twin, whose light fuzz of hair is a shade lighter than her sister’s

this strange little ceremony.

nd curious.

.”

little girl. “And they sent us good feelings. So, we think they like it.”

ith such love written on his face that I feel as if my heart could break.

, papa,” I say quietly, nodding to th

tep aside so that their father can mo

re you go,” I breathe, watching him.

ay they’re born.

eyes to Alvin and Ian as well. “Just as I love you.”

is voice breaks a little, “so grateful that we found each other.”

om his cheek and nod, understanding.

the bond I pass the same words directly back to him, making a complete circle o