Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 46 – Running Free

I watch Victor and the boys disappear into the forest, wringing my hands. Of course, I always knew the day would come when they went out into the darkness and explored their identities as wolves but…well, they’re very young. I thought I had years left.

“They’ll be fine,” Edgar says, putting a hand on my shoulder. “Victor will protect them, and we’ve got Betas…everywhere.”

“No, I know,” I say, looking out into the darkness. “I know, logically, that everything’s going to be fine. They’re just…babies.”

“My first run was about this age,” Edgar says, his face serious.

“Really?” I say, turning to look up at him. “I was much older.”

“You were an Alpha’s favorite daughter,” he smiles down at me. “Of course they kept you home as long as they could.”

I narrow my eyes at him. “How did you know I was my dad’s favorite?”

He laughs and kisses my forehead. “How could you not be. Come on, come back to the fire where it’s warm.”

Edgar is right – I am getting chilly. But I turn back to the darkness. “Just a few more minutes,” I say. “I’ll come back soon.”

He nods and heads back to the orange glow, where Amelia sits looking at her phone. “I’ll set up the cots so you can turn in when you’re ready,” he says. I squeeze his hand as he goes.

Sighing, I stare out into the darkness of the trees, peering through them to see if I can catch some starlight. Moonrise is soon and it will be full and bright. At least my boys have a beautiful night for it. I close my eyes for a moment, breathing in the fresh mountain air. I can’t believe, just two nights ago…

But no, I shake my head, dismissing the thought. It won’t do any good to dwell on that horror.

I turn back towards the fire, walking carefully around it and settling into my chair. “Did you know he had this planned?” I ask Amelia, leaning forward and prodding the logs with a stick.

“Nope!” She says, painting a sarcastic smile onto her face. “Victor doesn’t tell me anything anymore,” she mutters. She holds her phone up far over her head and slowly moves it around, staring at the screen. “I think he took us camping in the last place in America where there’s no cell service. I hate it here.”

She sighs and brings her phone down to her lap. I give her a smile and peak at the tin mug on her chair’s arm.

want a

through photos on her phone. I laugh and comply, mixing

carefully, “I wanted to apologize

lifts her eyebrows, silent. I give her a half smile, feeling contrite. “I know that the boys and I came into your life like a hurricane and really messed up a

but….I feel like there’s a small part of her that’s enjoying this. “I want to do everything I can, going forward,” I say, clutching my warm mug, “to support you and Victor as you build your life. I hope that you’ll consider me a

breaks into a very small, very fragile smile. “Okay. Thanks, Evelyn, I…well, it’s really nice to hear

then turn back to the

surprise, truly shocked. I look up at her with wide

“What for?”

picking at the blanket over her knees. “I could have been kinder to you, to the boys. Made

ask,” I say, laughing a little. “I don’t think you should be sorry. I probably would have

to start,” she smiles over the rim of her mug and gestures backwards towards the cabins with her thumb, “tell me how things are going with that

a little. “With Edgar? Oh geeze,

forward, giving me a real

with her and shrug, bashful. “It’s going…I

impression,” Amelia says, “don’t get mad at

I’m not really known for holding back,

into her chair, clearly enjoying a

Like he’s not just…a f**k, for lack of a better word. Edgar

you?” She suggests. I nod, happy at the

wrinkles her nose and leans forward conspiratorially. “He was

my throat, surprised

me.

say, devolving into laughter. “Oh my god, I’m

Girlfriend secrets, shared around a campfire! Don’t betray

feeling as we continue to chat, warmed by the fire and each other’s company. Only a few weeks ago, I