Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 57
“You would have refused, Evelyn!” Victor yells, slamming my kitchen door behind him as he stalks into the room behind me.
We just spent the last half-hour shaking hands and smiling at people’s congratulations. I kissed my boys, laughed at Willard’s jokes about surprises, smiled for pictures, all the while seething on the inside, waiting for the moment when I could tear him apart.
As soon as there was a break, I caught Victor’s eye. It wasn’t hard – he’s been waiting for this too. Without a word, we both stalked off towards my cottage.
ist. “And now you’ve got me all wrapped up in documents, your little pet, here at your command.”
e.” My lips pull back as I growl. “Make me do your bidding.”
th force of his will, but I don’t stand down. His eyes dart downward, taking in all of me – my whole form in white linen and lace. “Go ahead, Victor,” I whisper, cruel. “Do it.”
way from me, a snarl ripping from his t
velyn,” he commands, slamming his hand against the wall. “It is a simple issue. If I had
d you what you wanted, and so that’s the choice you made. And you’re trying to assuage your own guilt by suggesting to me that there wasn’t a choice at all!”
to insist, his back to me. “You now have my official protection, and have been reinstated as an Alpha-born woman, the ri
years of my life! I changed my name so no one would ever tie me to the person I was, an alpha-born female, ever again!”
are protected, you cannot be touched,”
d, but tied – ”
is hands, showing honest remorse at my distress.
pressing my own hands against his and staring up into his face. We stay like this for a moment before I plead, “Please, Victor. Let me go, let me be Rogue again. I can’t…I can’t live like this.” Tears seep free from my eyes, collecting against Victor’s fingers.
to you,” Victor says, soft. “He can’t touch you, can’t take you away, can’t take your boys away.
r? You’re playing int
face now wary and curious. “What do you mean? How could he have wanted this?”
called you to his house for a reason. He pushed your hand for a reason.”
id horrible things about you, E
ou want to protect me, Victor,” I say, hanging my head. “Wasn’t that the result? You’re playing checkers with someone who is a master at chess, A
igure it out. I collapse into a chair at the kitchen table, exhausted now that my rage has gone. I glance at the clock on the stove. It’s only 1:00. How am I supposed to survive the rest of this day?
s his hand. “Everyone saw you disappear in here together, and the press is waiting for interviews, Victor. Can you please come out and control this situation?”
’t tell, Evelyn was…surprised.”
xt to me, taking my hand. “Are you okay?” he asks, his voice careful and full of love. I smile at him and nod.
ng her eyes. “No concern for my surprise in that moment. No rushing off to an abandoned cottage to comfort me. Come on.” She grabs Victor by the right hand and pulls him toward
s. She c***s her head to the side and then take a few steps closer, staring at my face. Her eyes quickly flick between my face and Victor’s poorly-bandaged left hand, which is now leaking blood.
right cheek and I raise my hand to feel that, indeed, it is sticky. I look at my fingers as Amelia pulls Victor out the door behind her. They away red, with blood. Victor’s blood, from when he held my face in his hands.
r asks, moving to the sink and wetting a paper towel. He quickly comes back and dabs at my face. “Did you
blood – from the boys, the ceremony,”
them. Didn’t think it would spread to you as well.” He carefully wipes my cheek until the towel comes away clean. “There. All set.”
in my hand. “You’re so good to me.”
“You’ve had a tough day,” he says. “But I promise, I won’t leave your side for the rest of it. Come on. Let’s get you a slice of cake. The sugar will do y
y waist as we walk, guiding me as I put my head on his shoulder and relax. But even as I feel myself calming, there is something within me – my stomach, my gut, somewhere…new, that I didn’t know existed. That, like a compass t