Chapter 18

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--Unbelievable Occurrences--

The results... Wow!

Just frickin wow!

It's like god was on our side.

Twin one: Alpha genes. Father: Holden Riley. 99.99999766666%

Twin two: Father: Dean Law. 98.77777775275%

Yes, yes, yes!!!!

I put the paper down and look into the concerned faces of my mates.

"Welcome to fatherhood you two." I murmur, with a smirk on my face.

Dean and Holden's faces change instantly, their eyes wide and huge smiles on their faces.

"Both of us?" Holden asks.

"I'm gonna be a daddy?" Dean questions incredulously.

I nod. "Yep. Both of you."

The atmosphere in the room changes from tense to exited in seconds.

Both of them jump up on the bed. "I'M GONNA BE A DADDY!" Dean shouts out at the top of his lungs, making me giggle.

"MY FUTURE ALPHA!!" Holden screams.

Before long, they're both cuddled up to me, kissing all over my bump.

It's like the cutest thing I have ever witnessed. I grab my phone and snap a picture.

My two mates showing their sons love.

Wasn't life just perfect?

By 3am, the three of us had decided on names. None of us could sleep.

Baby one: Alpha - Deacon Colt Riley.

Baby two: Declan Jackson Law.

Perfect.

I drift off into exhausted slumber. I have work in a few hours and I'm gonna be paying for not sleeping all day!

~*~

I'm sat at my desk, a sandwich and a bottle of ice tea for lunch.

I'm too tired to go out, so I just sit here.

"Miss Knight! Can you come here please?" Mr Fray calls from his office.

I sigh, put down my sandwich and forced myself up and off to he office.

"Yes sir?" I ask, forcing a smile.

"Come. Sit." He murmurs, as if bored.

I used to really like my boss but recently, he's turned into a twat with a stick up his ass!

I sit down on a chair opposite his desk. "How can I help you sir?"

"I have to let you go."

I didn't expect that! Never in a million years.

"What! Why?!" I gasp.

"One of our main clients doesn't want you on the work staff. I'm sorry but I have to go with ways of boosting our profits and if that means letting you go, that's what I have to do." He states honestly.

I am shocked. "Who?" I whisper.

"Normally I wouldn't say, but the client is holding a grudge, so I have to ensure you're safe too. It's a Mercedes Loughton."

My jaw drops. That bitch!

It's the bitch that verbally abused me then was kicked out of the pack.

"Right. Ok. Well, my partner won't be happy about this. Seeing as he's your biggest client. But hey, you gotta do it." I stand and walk out of the office.

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