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?”

see the magic, and now, I guess, move it around sometimes. But,”

considering this as well. I shake my head, not able to figure any of it

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

likewise curious. He saw

head. I can see that he’s starting to get

here,” Alvin says, his eyes going wide and excited at the thought of it. “Like, so much, that it can

harder, “maybe you could see it tonight because

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

had a little bit of the magic, when we were little. But then you got more when

Quiz Nation. You had a little magic around you. Just blip blip blip!” Alvin pinches his fingers in the air, dancing them around like fireflies.

little backpack forward. He looks at me as he scrounges through it. “And then, after the claiming ceremony, when daddy tried to bring you into his pack, you both got loads more

Ian pulls a chocolate bar out of his pack. He

more right before the wedding. And then

which I ignore as I take a bite and hand it back to him. I need the sugary comfort of chocolate more than he does

looking at us in disgust. “You

and frankly a

looking between us with his nose wrinkled. “We didn’t want to tell you, because we didn’t want to hurt your feelings – and because, like, you wouldn’t get it – but ever since the first night after daddy came home

around in the air around me for any sign of

air around me, like he’s scattering flies. “You can’t sense it? It’s

of makes sense. I still don’t know what

certainly explains how so many unexplainable

Ian says, shrugging and handing the half-eaten candy bar unasked to Alvin, who accepts it gratefully and takes a bite. “That’s what the ghosts were drawn to, tonight. All

looking down into my hands. “That’s all so

know it’s the understatement of the century, but I

us. Explaining it. If there are any changes to it,