Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 30
“Come on, boys,” Victor says, walking unannounced into my kitchen the next day. Note to self, I think, narrowing my eyes. Get a deadbolt for the back door. “We’re taking the day off!”
Alvin and Ian throw their hands in the air, shouting with joy and excitement.
“No,” I say, my voice low. “Today is a school day. We have to go to school.”
play with fire.
n. “Besides, you’ll be going to a new school soon – a better school. You can skip this one for just a little bit.”
st hysterical now with excitement, jumping from their chairs and running to th
I say, “where are we going.”
each boy’s shoulder and pulling them to him, “are going to Rollercoaster Kingdom!” The bo
ll crossed, refusing to be excluded. “Let’s get ready!”
errupt him.
my ride the BIGGEST coaster!” I shout, and Alvin and Ian join in on a chorus of “me me me!” I smirk at Victor, knowing I’ve won this round.
pack a lunch?”
in says, his little courage failing him as h
tor says, kneeling down next to him.
on it if it’s not safe!”
t let them peer pressure you.”
ng.
d smiling up at the sky.
Well, if mama won’t go,” Alvin says, his hesitance renewed.
est coaster,” Victor says, smiling cruelly at me. “That’s the whole reason we let her come, after all.”
!”
rapping me. I glare at him. Damnit.
, mama,” Alvin says, reaching up to take my hand. I sigh, giving his little paw a squeeze.
I’m in. Let’s go.”
, all shrieking at the top of our lungs, even Victor – the big bad Alpha – yelling like he’s about to meet his maker. The boys are laughing and screaming, and even though I know that Victor only planned this spur-of-the-moment trip to take revenge on me for rejecting the payments I can’t help but be grateful that he’s brought my boys such joy.
ns in.
, affectionately throwing an arm aro
boys laugh and Alvin tugs on my shirt.
y,” I say, smiling down at him. “I’m glad we did it – it’s good to be brave – but I have to say, it’s not my favorite
ays as we arrive at the ice cream booth and Victor gestures for 4 cones.
ctor says, handing me a cone.
d Evelyn, who ride the swings side-by-side. As the ride turns, everyone slowly rises in the air and spins around, the inertia pulling the long chains of their swings taut so that they float gently in the air.
says, keeping his arms out.
as like floa
e!” Ian says.
Evelyn, helping her out of her seat once she has un-buckled. He raises an eyebrow, deferring the choice to her. She laughs and shrugs. “I don’t really care, whatever you guys want.”
and the boys take off running. Victor and Evelyn follow.
Evelyn’s capacity for fun today. It’s true, wanted to blow a bunch of money to show her that didn’t care
horses on the carousel and realizes that it doesn’t matter. That what does matter is this moment, this happiness, with his boys.
.
nd with Evelyn.
em around in every direction.
start eating healthy. No more cake. Just vegetables for a while.”
t ca
them and grabbing the man by the neck.
of us!?”
ck. “Please!” He squeaks, gasping. “Help!”
arm. “Stop, you’re making a scene! Let him down.”
the air around him – an Omega from another pack. “What the hell is going on?” Victor snarls.
, lowering over him. “Why are you taking these pictures?”
embling, frightened into telling the truth. “I wanted to break the story, abou
sing in him, making it truly dangerous for the photographer.
have my head,”
s canines elongating, his nails beginning to inch longer as they form into claws. Evelyn’s eyes widen, she’s never seen him lose himself like this.
. “I’ll go away, I won’t publish a thing, – I’m sorry” he babbles.
thinking quickly, steps f
open the back of the camera, taking out the memory card.
says, placing a hand on Victor’s shoulder. “It’s done. He ca
begin to shrink back to their nor
one has noticed the scene. They are lucky here, the only ones staring at him are poor Ian and Alvin, who are frozen about ten feet away, their eyes wide with shock.
g them on the photographer. “For the memory card,” he murmurs, “and for your silence.” Then he walks away.
er Victor.
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