Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 25 – Weakness

As I lay in bed that evening, I hear a phone ring. I glance at my bedside table, intent on ignoring it, when I realize that the screen of my cell phone remains dark. Huh?

Suddenly, I realize that the tinny ringing is the old-fashioned rotary phone that I use for sessions with Victor. s**t. I head to my closet, where I’ve hidden the phone and the equipment. I pick it up on the sixth ring.

“Hello?”

“Hello. I apologize, I know that we don’t have an appointment tonight. I just…I needed to talk.” Victor’s voice is disguised, as always, but I can tell that he’s upset. I raise my eyebrows. That makes two of us.

“It’s okay,” I say, eager to talk to him, but scrambling for the language that a regular therapist would use on such a call. “It’s going to be…an extra charge. For out-of-hours care. Is that acceptable?”

“Sure, fine.” He says.

“Okay. I’ll…process that with the office,” I riff, grimacing, hoping it’s the right response.

“Great. I’m having some trouble,” Victor says, dismissing the money problem off-hand. “My relationship with my mate is becoming even more complicated.”

“Tell me more,” I say, folding my legs and settling in amongst the pile of shoes sitting on the floor, waiting to be sorted.

“I suspect that she is…manipulating me. Lying to me, maybe,” he says. “I can’t have that, not in my life, my line of work.”

“Can you elaborate?”

“I think that she’s…” he sighs, clearly embarrassed. “I think that she’s using s*x to get her way. She knows she has power over me in that sense, and she uses it. The other day we had a…problem. I confronted her about it, determined to get to the truth – but she denied everything, and we went to bed and….”

I know that he’s talking about Amelia and the boys’ kidnapping. “Do you suspect that she is lying? Do you think that she betrayed you?” I push, a little breathless.

“I don’t know,” he says, and I can hear his frustration. “I…I have trouble suspecting that she could do something so cruel. But…if she did, it would be unforgivable.”

“I understand,” I say, nodding. “Well, have you expressed your boundaries? Have you told her that she crosses a line when she…did whatever it is she did?”

He huffs a laugh. “I would imagine that everyone would know that this is unacceptable,” he says and I agree. It crosses pretty much everyone’s boundaries to kidnap their kids. But, I remind myself, I’m not Evelyn. I’m the therapist.

may have a different set of values. These kinds of things are always best stated ahead of time, with a clear set

on the other side of the call, and I can almost see him

this problem really about? If she has not betrayed you, do you mind that she has a method for

“What do you mean?”

what, really, is the problem with her using the bedroom as a place

bites out a frustrated laugh. “Because it is manipulative, and it takes advantage

to overwhelm her? Or using your money and power to put

silent for a long moment.

him. “For you, it’s the natural order of the world. But for her, it’s a disruption of how she

silence, before Victor grudgingly admits, “I

matter of perspective. I suspect,” I say, continuing carefully, “that you are used to having things your way. When someone is able

into letting someone to disrupt the order I need to keep everyone in my pack safe. Like I have a

a weakness,” I say softly. “You’re only

people die. As the Alpha

say, nodding along. “But is it

“Can you explain?”

Luna, is it so bad for her to be your weakness, the person who can sway you?” Something in me screams not to say this to Victor – to persuade him, instead, to ditch

weakness is a weakness,” he says, “it must be addressed

not best to have our weakness be someone who we trust completely? Who, even if they’re asserting their own needs, still has our best interest at heart? If she is your mate, and you trust her completely, which” I say, carefully, “are not necessarily things that go hand in hand…then perhaps it is not so bad.

life and our goals…then I can sometimes let her take the lead, trusting that she will get us to the same destination with

her methods are the bedroom,” I say softly, working to bring some humor to

laughs along

though,” I continue, “whether you do trust her.” I grimace here, wondering if I pushed it too far. But I just can’t trust

something to think about,” Victor says. “Thank you, this

hangs up

don’t regret my choice to take these calls. In some ways, I realize, I’m doing the same thing Amelia: wresting power from Victor without his consent

same, right? I doing it for both of our goods. Can