Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 62

“I’m hoooome!,” Amelia sings as she breezes through the door. It’s late, nearly 10 o’clock. She stops, suddenly, in the foyer, looking around at her house. It’s an absolute wreck. “Oh my god,” she whispers. “What happened.”

There are toys, clothes, nerf darts and discarded plastic weapons all over the floor, all over the stairs – is that silly string on the banister?

Victor comes around the corner of the living room, in pajamas of all things. Amelia stares at him, a little horrified. She doesn’t think she’s seen Victor in pajamas outside of the bedroom…maybe ever.

y, babe,” Victor sa

smile. Alvin peeks his head out too and waves cheerfully.

ought…”

could stay over,” Victor says, abs

ys, raising her eyebrows and smirking. “Are she and Edgar having a…special night?”

aving a movie marathon!”

ia,” Ian says, smiling at h

irs…I’m really tired.”

elia! Come watch with us! We miss you!”

one better, anyway. “Okay,” she says, taking a deep breath. This is not what she had planned for the evening but…

strewn all over the living room in a mess of toys and candy. “What are we watching?” Amelia says, picking her way awkwardl

twizzler in half with his teeth. “Shhh. You’re interrupting.”

melia says, rolling her eyes.

e her gratutide. But they look…wet. Ew.

r’s side, one leg hanging off the side of the couch.

e he’s the good guy,” Alvin says, his mouth full of bubble gum.

se? A bug?

just imagined it.

nd quickly bends over the edge of the couch, looking at the floor. Again, nothing.

lares at him and notices that there’s a little feather sitting on the floor, suspiciously close to

olls her eyes. It’s her least favorite kind of movie, and her least favorite kind of attention from Victor.

or’s whole world. She walked in the door to a spotless house and a man who worshipped her,

m Evelyn on it.

rything okay over the

t a reply.

d the whole Alien series this afternoon.

waiting for a reply.

s owe me big time for watching that without me.

e.

anger roil in her belly. She knows it’s jealousy, but why not? Here her fiancé is, smiling at his phone like a dumb kid, not even looking at her even though

Victor’s chest, pressing herself against him so that he can feel

bit. “Not here, baby,” he says, again not looking at her. “Come on. The kids.”

at him, appalled, and then scof

erself a glass of wine.

d over the edge of the couch.

door and reaching for the bottle of rose. As soon as her fingers wrap around the neck, she hears the growl again – louder this time.

ns again, a snarl on her lips, expecting to see Ian crouched beh

in the room to hear as she pushes the door shut with her shoulder and heads to the island, picking up a wi

a blur from the corner of her eye – leaping for her –

ings her arm out, blocking herself – something collides with her arm –

“Ow OWWWWW!”

the broken wine glass. “Oh, s**t, Ian, um – are you okay?”

ooks up at the pissed Alpha standing over her, the other little boy peeking out behind him with wide eyes.

did a baddddd.”