Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 63
“I didn’t mean it,” Amelia gasps, looking down at Ian and tugging his arm to pull him to his feet.
“Owwww!” Ian shouts, howling even louder.
“Just leave him!” Victor says, shooting her a dirty look and crouching down beside his boy. “Are you okay, Ian?”
y hurts.”
e brave?”
takes a moment positioning the arm and then gives it a sharp yank. Ian howls louder for a moment and then te
rm. “It’s going to be sore for a couple of days. Come on, let’s go get a Band-Aid on this cut.”
s Amelia a dirty look.
s prey!”
, not just knock him around.”
“ she insists.
ng the debate. “I think there’s room to say that there was another solution to the problem.” With that, he turns, pointing Ian towards the bathroom.
ration and anger boiling over in her, tears filling up her eyes.
elia,” Alvin says, wrapping his arms around h
ow, not by one of those boys –
tly into the shards as he works to balance himself. “OWWW!!” he screams even louder.
vin sitting in the glass, crying, staring at his hands which prick red with the start of new blood.
you serious, Amelia?” He hisses, bringing his face very close to hers.
ce.
lia gasps.
ut what just happened.
pick up his son, who wraps his arms around Victor’s neck, careful to keep his hands free. “Come on, buddy,” Victor says gently to Alvin. “Let’s go get you and your brother cleaned up.”
hree walk towards the bathroom. As they go, Alvin pic
blankets. The mood is noticeably more subdued than it was earlier, but Victor doesn’t mind. He’s exhausted now – exhausted with frustration, and anger, and disappointment in Amelia. How could she beha
ildren?
of ice cream waiting on the counter. He’s promised the boys a big bowl each but…
s a drink first.
cube that he pops into the glass.
respond, except for one small bandaged hand popping up over the couch, giving hi
the door.
rves.
e that this is just… not her world. He shakes his head, wondering.
their mating bond snapped into place almost instantly and, from that moment, they were inseparable. Hardly ever apart, hardly ever out of bed. It had seemed like t
nd life with kids…it wasn’t always that. It was frequently the opposite.
r suddenly finds himself thinking. A great mom, but also clever, willful, graceful, with her lightening smile and that laugh…
her. Damnit. Victor clenches his teeth in determination.
hat she wants, fighting for it, instead of resorting to underhanded tricks in the bedroom.
to those jeans….
lm to his eye. fk, he thinks. fk. He’s a mated man, getting married in a month, to the love of his life. Amelia. To Amelia, the most beautiful woman in the world.
e. Not from his house, but through the woods – from the cottage.
t a minute ago?
ruder? He’d better check. Ignoring the better impulses that tell him it’s none of his
, finally revealed it.
y and fun and Victor–
cozy little house, laughing with her, with their boys. She doesn’t mind a mess, wouldn’t have turned her nose up at –
her. She turns in his arms and they suddenly grow serious. Edgar lifts her up, seating her on the counter by the sink, kissing her, wrapping his fingers in her hair.
skin.
ess from her shoulders, pushing it roughly down, as Evelyn grabs Edgar by the short hair at the back of his head, pulling him back to her hungry mouth, wrapping her le
inside his throat, every muscle in his body rigid with defiance, screaming mine mine mine.
, the tumbler shatters, slicing hi