Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 240 – Off to Jail
Victor wakes the next morning before dawn even has a chance to light the sky, climbing carefully of bed to make sure he doesn’t
wake the Luna sleeping next to him. He takes a minute to look at her once he stands up fully, to run his eyes over the shape of
her full lips, to watch the way her chest falls and rises with her breath.
He has to stop himself from reaching out to brush that curl of hair off her face. God damn it but she’s beautiful. He’s been
attracted to her since the moment he laid eyes on her in that ball room – of course he was, how could he help himself – but ever
since that night in the forest, when they’d realized what they are to each other and agreed, finally, to put everything aside and
build their lives together with whole hearts...
Well, it didn’t seem like he could keep his hands off her.
If it were up to him, he’d wake her up right now and spend this whole day in bed with her, starting by sliding a hand under the
lower hem of those silky little pajama shorts –
Victor grits his teeth, covering his eyes with his hand and sighing.
Nope. If he starts now, he’ll never leave the house. And he has a great deal to do today.
Victor pads to the closet instead of climbing back in bed, as he truly wants to. There, he pulls on a pair of black slacks and
buttons on a crisp white shirt, donning his Alpha uniform and getting back into the role he knows so well.
As he buckles his belt and looks at his shoe selection, he considers the past few days and weeks with Evelyn, especially the
time in the forest when he’d abandoned all of these Alpha rituals. Instead of wearing polished shoes and watches worth as much
as some middle-class homes, he’d worn the same clothes for days in a row and let his beard grow into a rough stubble.
He’d abandoned his cool Alpha control and let his mind wander a bit, had let himself joke and laugh with his mate. Joke, he
thinks, considering it as he grabs a tie off the shelf and slings it over his arm along with the suit jacket that matches his pants.
When’s the last time he’d done that, before Evelyn came back into his life?
Honestly, he’d never thought he was very funny, but the way he makes her laugh...
Victor’s lips turn up in a little smile as he leaves the closet, glancing at his mate’s sleeping form on the bed as he heads towards
the door.

The best thing that ever happened to him, that’s what she is. And he’s never, ever again going to let her doubt that he knows it.
Not for another moment in her life.
Quietly, Victor pulls open the door and tiptoes out to the other side, tugging it closed behind him, very careful not to make any
noise.
“Dad, are we being sneaky?”
Victor jumps about four feet in the air when he hears that whisper, spinning and gasping when he comes down to see Ian
standing in the hall. Ian gives him a wide, naughty grin, pleased to have made him jump.
“Damn it, Ian,” Victor mutters, pressing a hand to his heart. “You scared the hell out of me –“
“You should be more vigilant!” Ian declares, pointing a finger at him. “You’re the Alpha, after all.”
“Well,” Victor concedes, standing up straight as his heart rate returns to normal. “I didn’t think I’d have to be so vigilant in my own
house, is all. Even Alphas have to relax sometime.” He considers his son carefully. “What are you doing up, anyway? It’s very
early.”
Ian just shrugs, holding up a granola bar he has clutched in his hand. “Got hungry. Got a snack. I’m growing, after all. What are
you doing up?”
“I have to go to work,” Victor explains, looking past Ian towards the stairs.
“Can I come!?” Ian gasps, his face breaking into a huge smile.
Victor pauses a moment and then nods once, moving forward towards his son. “Fine,” he murmurs, putting a hand on Ian’s back
and directing him towards the stairs. “It’s not like you have school today – and one less twin will let your mom concentrate on
whatever it is she’s doing.”
“Yesssss!” Ian hisses, careful to keep quiet, perhaps not wanting Alvin to wake up and join them on their special outing. “This is
going to be great.”
“Hurry up,” Victor urges. “We have to write your mom a note before we go so she doesn’t freak out.”
“So sneaky,” Ian says, flashing his dad a grin. “I love it.”

Fifteen minutes later, Ian is strapped into the front seat of a Hummer, his dad driving quickly down the road as the sun begins to
peek over the horizon. Two Betas sit in the back, one looking sincerely disgruntled at having lost his coveted position riding
shotgun to the Alpha.
“Where are we going, dad?” Ian asks, looking happily up at his father. He doesn’t really care what the answer is – he’s just happy
to be along for the ride.
Victor hesitates, but then decides he might as well tell him. It’s not like he’s not going to figure it out. But...perhaps this was a
mistake. “We’re going to jail,” Victor states calmly, keeping his eyes on the road.
“Jail!?” Ian gasps, scandalized and thrilled at once. “Were we bad? Will they lock us up? In chains?!”
Victor laughs a little, glancing at his son. “No, kid. This is my jail, the one where I keep my prisoners.”
“Dad,” Ian says, his voice breathless. He reaches out a hand to brush his fingers against his father’s suit jacket reverently,
honestly as exhilarated as he’s ever been in his life. “We...we have a jail? And you didn’t tell me about it?” He lets out a little
squeak of excitement and betrayal.
“No, Ian,” Victor says, stern. “I have a jail. You have nothing.”
Ian’s joy is not deterred by his father’s denial. He snaps his head eagerly back to the road, as if expecting the jail to appear any
instant. “Who do we keep there!?” he asks. “Who are we going to go see?”
“Well,” Victor hesitates, glancing again at his kid and the Betas in the back seat. “We’re going to visit your grandfather.”
“Grandpa Henry?” Ian asks, curious.
“No,” Victor replies evenly. “Grandpa John, your mom’s dad.”
“Ohhhh,” Ian says, his eyes going wide. “That makes more sense. He was really bad.”
“He was,” Victor agrees, his face serious. “I’ve been keeping him in a safe place. But...now I’m going to talk to him. See if there’s
any way we can come to an agreement so that he can leave and be a free man again.”
“I don’t think you should let him out,” Ian says, crossing his arms and staring out at the road. “I think he should live there.
Forever.”

“Really?” Victor asks, his mouth quirking up at the corner. “No lenience from Alpha Ian? Just all hard justice for you?”
“Yes,” Ian replies, narrowing his eyes. “He should stay in jail forever. And we can put crabs in his cell to snap at him.”
Victor works hard to hold back his laugh and sees that the Betas in the back seat are doing the same. “Well,” he replies
seriously. “That’s a good idea, son. But I think the Geneva Convention prohibits such things, and it’s important that we follow the
rules of war.”
Ian c***s his head curiously, turning to look at his dad. “What’s the Geneba – the Genniva – Convensh...”
“Geneva Convention,” Victor says slowly, letting Ian hear all the syllables. “And some might think that kindergarten is too early to
be learning about it –“
“I’m almost in first grade!” Ian protests, to which Victor nods seriously.
“Nevertheless,” he continues, “after today, you’ll probably be ready to hear about it. We’ll have a word with your tutors, get you
started.”
Ian opens his mouth to ask more questions but Victor puts a finger to his lips, nodding towards the road as he slows the car and
pulls up to a set of imperious gates. Ian had thought they were going to the Beta camp, but this place is totally new – someplace
they haven’t been before.
“Best behavior, kid,” Victor says seriously as he rolls down his window to speak into the monitor at the gate. “You got it?”
“I got it,” Ian nods, meaning every word. But as his dad talks to the guards who answer the intercom, Ian presses his hands
together and hopes desperately that he can live up to that promise. Because he’s just so excited that he doesn’t know what he’ll
do next.
There isn’t much time to think on it though. Because a second later the gates open, and Victor pulls the car through.
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