Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 215 – Between Us

Alvin folds his hands in his lap, shrugging one shoulder. “Ever since we were very little –“

“Since we can remember, I guess,” Ian picks up, miming his brother’s action.

“We’ve always been able to see the magic. To notice it, when others don’t,” Alvin finishes. Both boys look apologetically Victor and I, then, as if they’ve been keeping a big secret and are sorry for it.

“But what is it?” Victor presses.

“It’s just…extra stuff, I guess,” Ian says, frowning, trying not to be vague but failing. I sit back and try to be patient, to let them work through it. “Like, it is the thing that is between Alvin and me. The thing that makes us able to talk to each other. The thing that makes us able to do…extra stuff.”

I frown at this, confused. What kind of extra stuff?

“When we were little,” Alvin says, “it was just around, the magic. And it was just between us – like always floating there, in the air.”

“Do you mean,” Victor says quietly, “that you can see it?”

Ian nods lightly. “Sometimes, we can. Not all the time. Or maybe we just don’t notice. But when we look for it, and it’s there, we can see it.”

Alvin nods, agreeing. “And then,” he continues, “as we got older, we learned how to start to use it.”

“That’s actually pretty new,” Ian says, excited. “Alvin figured it out most – like, he was able to use it just a little bit ago – on the battlefield –“

“The Alpha command,” Alvin clarifies, nodding. “I was able to…grab the magic. In the air. There wasn’t a lot. But I was able to use it to make the command work, even though I’m not technically their Alpha.”

Alvin smiles at Victor then, the Beta’s actual Alpha from whom he had briefly stolen command. Victor just shakes his head at him, not in denial, but in wonder and confusion.

“We thought,” I say, hesitating, “we thought you could just do that stuff because you’re smart. But you’re saying it’s because you’re…magic?”

this. “We’re not magic mom,” he says, wrinkling his nose at the idea of it. “We can just see the magic, and now, I guess, move it around sometimes. But,” he quirks his head, considering. “Maybe we can do

well. I shake my head, not able to figure

there,” I say, gesturing with my thumb over my shoulder at the smoke forms that I now imagine brushing up against the fabric of the tent. I shudder at the thought. “They’re the magic. And you can see them because you can see the magic. So, why could I

curious. He

Ian says, stretching his arms over his head. I can see that he’s

lot of magic out here,” Alvin says, his eyes going wide and excited at the thought of

could see it tonight because you

I ask, the word sputtering from my mouth. “I –

nods, smiling at me. “Yes,” he said. “You always had a little bit of the magic, when we were little. But then you got more when we

met you at Quiz Nation. You had

reaching backwards and pulling his little backpack forward. He looks at me as he scrounges through it.

his pack. He takes a bite, looking

“And then you got lots more right before the wedding. And then more and more

out of my son’s hand. He gives a little squeak of protest, which I ignore as I take a bite and hand it

looking at us

Victor says, baffled and frankly a

and because, like, you wouldn’t get it – but ever since

me for any sign of the

forward and flicking his hair through the air around me, like he’s scattering

we both know that it…well, it kind of makes sense. I still don’t know what the hell this magic stuff

explains how so many unexplainable things

bar unasked to Alvin, who accepts it gratefully and takes a bite. “That’s what the ghosts were drawn to, tonight. All the magic around you two. They

down into

century, but I can’t think of any other way to

says quietly to our kids. “For telling us. Explaining it. If there are any