Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 214 – The Magic

“Please,” Alvin says, guilt written all over his little face. “Please don’t be frightened – we didn’t want to tell you, because we knew you would be frightened.”

“Really, mama,” Ian says, giving my hand a squeeze. “It’s okay.”

I’m almost gasping now, I’m so freaked out, my head spinning to look all around us – at the ghost things all around us –

“Boys,” Victor says, stern. My eyes fly to him. He’s freaked out too, I can tell, but he’s holding it together way better than I am. “You will explain. Right. Now.”

Alvin nods, taking the lead. “It’s just…the magic of this place, papa,” he says, holding his hands out as if it’s simple. “It’s just curious. It just wants to say hello.”

Ian bobs his head, agreeing, eager to convince us. “It’s really not bad – it’s just different. We know. We can feel it.”

Then, to my shock, Ian stands up. And starts to call out to the ghostly smoke.

“Please!” he shouts out to them. “They don’t like it when you –“

“Ian,” I hiss, pulling him by the hand so hard that he stumbles, falling back onto his butt.

“Mommmm,” he growls at me. “You’re embarrassing me, in front of the ghosts.”

“What the heck is going on here,” I hiss, looking between the boys. But Alvin’s attention, I see, is outward – out into the darkness. So, I follow his gaze.

away. Moving

hand. “All we had to do was ask and they

at my two boys, who are looking at me like I’m stupid for not knowing that all I had to do was ask the ghosts to go away, and at Victor, who looks just as dumbstruck as I

his Alpha control in this

at us in this moment, and I open my mouth to snap at him – my temper worn thin – but Victor shoots me a look.

says, his voice a little frustrated. “We didn’t tell you about it because we knew you wouldn’t understand.

are they,” I ask, leaning

have this talk. “We don’t know, actually,” he mutters. “We call them ghosts but we

do you know this,” Victor says, his voice calm and quiet. “How on earth

sounding a little exhausted. “It’s because…Alvin and me, we’re closer to the magic. Closer than you two have been probably your entire lives.” With this, he gestures between Victor and me, and my mouth falls open

hugging his knees now. “It’s always

little rueful, still rubbing his injured backside. “We didn’t want you to freak out. Like you’re doing.

it.” I say, standing up sharply, somehow managing to balance my plate of food in my hand and not spill it all over the floor. “Family meeting.

open their mouth to say something – and frankly, I don’t care what. Protestations, questions,

hand decisively, brooking no discussion on this point. “Everyone in the

banked, the four of us are seated in a tiny little

here. One of the Betas – and I wish I knew which, so I could thank them – has actually packed us a near-weightless string of fairy lights with

the roof of the tent and, combined with the electric lantern that sits in the middle of our little family square, the

the woods for those smoke figures all

want to be able to concentrate on my boys when they tell me what the hell they