Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

Chapter 124

#Chapter 124 – Military Might

I sigh a little, my arms crossed, as I watch the Betas load the boys’ little overnight bags onto the now-familiar party bus. The boys, of course, are thrilled at the prospect of the third trial, but I’m a little sick at the idea.

It’s not that I don’t think Victor will win – of course, especially in a trial of military prowess, I have faith in him – but what tricks does Rafe have up his sleeve this time?

And also, do we have to go so far away? I shake my head, thinking that this is yet another three-day disruption to the boys’ education and daily schedule. When were we going to get them to the point where they’d just be normal kids, going to school and sports, hanging out with their friends? Not traveling to a ritualistic trial to see whether their dad or their uncle would take control of their pack.

“Are you all right?” Victor asks, coming over to me and studying my face. I look up at him, trying not to look so worried.

“Am I all right?” I say, purposefully keeping my voice light. “You’re the one who is about to be put to the test. I’m just going to sit back with your mom and drink a bunch of wine.” I put on a smile for him, hoping he buys it.

Of course, he doesn’t. But he gives me a smile in return, grateful that I’m putting on a good show for the boys.

You’re going to be amazing, I think to him, hoping my utter faith in him shows on my face and bolsters him.

Thank you, he warmly responds, smiling down at me. We’ll be done in no time.

My eyes shine up at him and I bite my lip. Subtly, he draws a finger down the side of my hand, letting me know he loves me, wants to be with me, wishes we could run away to the woods just ourselves, not without the whole family in tow –

“Are you guys done.” Ian asks, rolling his eyes at us.

I jump a little, surprised by his interruption, but then I laugh at my son. “What, are you regretting your little trick with the heat?” I say, grabbing him and pulling him close so that his back is against me, my arms wrapped around his front.

“No,” he murmurs, still pretending to be mad, but I can see him struggle to keep the smile from his face. “You just don’t have to be all googly eyed all the time.”

to him, pretending to be giving bad

arms up to his father, requesting to be lifted up. Victor happily obliges.

at him. “And you’ll have a hundred girlfriends while this one,” I nudge Ian with my leg, “is off learning how to shoot guns while he hangs upside down from a

sounds awesome,” Ian

that it’s time to go. Victor nods at us all and I feel the temporary happy mood drain from me as we climb onto

are being pitted against each other in this trial, why are they sitting next to each other like they’re buddies? Why is their father, his new wide-wheeled chair strapped securely to the bottom of the van,

sigh, looking out this

of this family now, I know. But still.

was attacked by my stalker so many months ago. I’m glad to see it again, though it’s less pleasant now in the winter air. I eye

throwers – of all ridiculous things – to clear out the snow from around the fire pit, off

flame

says, frowning and looking around.

gesturing towards the flames. “Couldn’t

Victor says, putting his hands in his pockets. “Besides,” he

– they’re getting a little too close to

runs over but Ian drags his feet, clearly disappointed. “God,” I murmur. “I can’t even believe I’m

all gather round,” Victor’s father calls from his place on one of the cabin’s porches. I cross my arms

details of the trial,” Henry says, his voice lofty. “However, for the sake of transparency and for the edification of those not in the know,” here, he eyes the women

it last night when he came over for dinner. We stayed up long into the night discussing tactics and,

to concentrate and not reminisce about

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