Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 75 – Broken Commands

Victor and I dash across the lawn, my feet padding silently on the dewy grass as I work to keep up with him. My breath comes fast, ragged in my lungs, as I push, my eyes on the tree line ahead of us.

Part of me is terrified, listening behind me for the sound of my father raising the alarm, of pounding Beta footsteps that want to grab me, to drag me back. But another part of me is thrilled, exhilarated to be free – to be going back home, to see my boys, to be with my family –

Bam! Out of nowhere, it’s as if I have slammed face first into a wall. I fly backwards, letting out a shout as I fall back, clutching my face where I feel blood leaking from my nose.

Victor skids to a stop in the wet grass ahead of me. “Evelyn!” he shouts, turning around. “Are you okay? What happened?” He comes and kneels next to me on the lawn, looking around us for evidence that we’ve been seen or that someone heard my shout.

“I don’t know,” I say, gasping. “It felt like – like I ran into a wall –“

“Come on,” he says, pulling me to my feet. Hesitating, I follow a few steps behind him and then I feel it again, solid, ahead of me, in the air.

“Victor, I say,” pressing against the air which he walks through with ease. “I can’t – I can’t go past right here.”

“It must be your command,” he says, coming back to my side. “This must be the edge of your father’s property, which he told you not to leave.” He nods and leans down to scoop me up in his arms. “This is where the kidnapping comes in, I guess.” Determined, Victor starts to walk forward, carrying me with him, but I feel almost a ripping inside of me and slap my hand over my mouth, covering a shriek.

“Victor – “ I gasp – “No, please!” I claw at him like a wild cat, trying to get back to where I was.

Shocked, Victor lets me go and I scramble back to the place on the grass where I feel I can stand, where the command doesn’t put me in physical pain to deny it.

as he stands only a few feet away from me, separated by an invisible wall. I pant, staring at him, and feel tears leaking down my face. I’m crying

under my

be able to hold me here – hold anyone here – against their wills. It’s bullshit, Victor!

but he knows I’m not talking about him, not really. I know that Victor is one of the good ones – he doesn’t trap people like this – but

to take my hand. “It’s wrong. It shouldn’t

nod, righteous, but a little of the fight

as I put my hand

point,” I say, wiping tears from my face, wincing as I bump my injured nose with my wrist. “He’s my alpha, he

hesitates here, and then takes a step closer to me, looking down into my face. “I’ve been thinking about it,

of my father’s property, and we’re being hunted. We don’t have time to get into my philosophies

turning my face up so that I look him

I be able to do that? He’s my Alpha, my father – his command is my

into my face. “These contracts we have, Evelyn, these bonds between our bodies – I think that there’s…there’s more to them than we understand. And I think that you…” he hesitates here, choosing his words carefully, “I think you respond to a

me, moving backwards until he’s holding only my finger tips, and then lets my

me, Evelyn,” he says, standing three feet from me, but a world apart. “You can

and hold out my hands to my sides, helpless. “It’s