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.

to my shock, it seems…yes. That they’re fading away. Moving outward, away from us and from our

says, grudgingly rubbing his sore butt with his hand. “All we

boys, who are looking at me like I’m stupid for not knowing that all I had to do was ask the ghosts to

us,” Victor says, crossing his arms and falling back on his Alpha control in this moment of fear. “Tell us everything that you know.

and I open my mouth to snap at him – my temper worn thin

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

are they,” I ask,

know, actually,” he mutters. “We call them ghosts but we don’t know if they’re…ghosts. Like dead people. They’re just…here.

“How on earth can you know this about these

we’re closer to the magic. Closer than you two have been probably your entire lives.” With this,

always known about it,” Alvin says, looking up at me, hugging his knees now. “It’s always

his injured backside. “We didn’t want you to freak out. Like

managing to balance my plate of food in my hand and not spill it all over the floor. “Family

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

no discussion on this point.

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

and I wish I knew which, so I could thank them – has actually packed us a near-weightless

that sits in the middle of our little family square, the tent is suffused with a

staring into the darkness of the woods for those smoke figures all night. I know that they’re very likely still out there but…at least in

be able to concentrate on my boys when they tell