Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 65
“Sure, I have a moment,” I say, tucking my feet sideways beneath me.
In honesty, though, I don’t have too long. The boys are downstairs waiting for their dinner and I have absolutely nothing thawed or prepped. Still, I can tell by the tension in Victor’s voice that something’s up.
He sighs, a big one. “I’m…I’m really struggling.”
ut to him. “Tell me about it.”
ing together in time.”
hat entails?”
e enough staff that really not much of it is falling on my plate. It’s just that…I am struggling to care about it at all. My fiancé just reminded me that over the summer I was so excited about the wedding. I wanted to be involved – wanted to pick
s. “This kind of disinterest is usually pretty telling,” I s
person living in a sewer with no wifi.
official ties to it. That she wanted to make it official as soon as possible.”
lap my hand over my mouth and nose, shocked by my lack of discretion. I hear Victor go silent on the other line, but, frustrated, I move beyond it. “She’s your Luna, though, yes? You’re a mated pair? Isn’t that bond enough for her?”
a little manipulative.”
re usually much more…balanced, in your advice. You tell me to take time to consider her side, to think about what she’s feeling. What’s different now?”
er yours, and that of your children.”
.
n’t like the fact that she’s no longer the most important person in your life and so she is taking steps to regain that position. Do you honestly think it’s okay that she’s upset that your boys have ‘official’ ties to you now?”
That doesn’t sound like a mother to me, one appropriate for your sons or your future children. That sounds like a jealous little girl.”
says, contemplative. “I admit, I hadn’t thought of it that way. But it’s true – she was in no rush to be officially tied t
n’t mentioned that part before. Did Amelia bring me up in the conversation? I’m dying to know, but grit my teeth to avoid pushing him on it. I can’t show m
pen tapping on his desk, the metronome to his fast-paced thoughts.
stly? I think you need to get a little space from her.” I’m surprised to hear the words come out of
, even if they’re in her best interest, not both of yours.”
d them and – I admit – I forgot a bit about my therapist ruse.
lad to hear him sound happy and encouraged. “I think it’s what I needed. Thank you.”
he receiver in my hand, the dial tone beeping
distractions so that I can think. Ultimately, I decide that I stand by my advice. Every day I’m further convinced that Amelia is a snake, a danger to my boys, to me, and – indeed – to Victor himself. S
ping.
to my freedom and my sons’ happiness but now, laying in the dark of my closet, I wonder…is Amelia the true foe?
ay.
back for support.
you doing, Evelyn
was in the closet loo
tting uncleaned by the bedroom door. Then quirks his head to the side.
oset with the door closed?”
my feet, my mind whirling, trying to come up with an excuse. “I don’t…have to explain my methods of self-care to you,” I say, straightening my s
ng like I’m in a Shakespearean play?
s hands in his pockets. “Whatever works.”
up at him like a conspirator. “She’s probably talking on her secr-“
atches my look and his mouth forms into a silent little “o.”
looking down at Ian.
says
action.
I came to take you all to dinner!”
knowing that if Victor said he was taking them to watch paint dry on the wall and they’d be equally thrille
ng?”
I’m not int
ving us. If you hadn’t come, it was going to be cereal city for two little boys.”
e door.
ing at his dad.
my relief as I take one last glance at my closet. That was close. Way, way too close.
ade.