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?”

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

this as well. I shake my head,

imagine brushing up against the fabric of the tent. I shudder at the

curious. He saw

is…different here.” Ian says, stretching his arms over his head. I can see that he’s starting to get tired,

at the thought of it. “Like, so much, that it can make itself present. Like

even harder, “maybe you could

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

of the magic, when we were little.

of how we knew it was you,” Alvin says, smiling up at his father. Victor just blinks at him, shocked. “When we met you at Quiz Nation. You

says, distracted, reaching backwards and pulling his little backpack forward. He looks at me as he scrounges through it. “And then, after the claiming

Ian pulls a chocolate bar out of his pack. He takes a bite, looking

more right before the wedding. And

He gives a little squeak of protest, which I ignore as I take a bite and hand it back to him. I need the sugary comfort of chocolate more than

now,” Alvin says, looking at us

baffled and frankly a little

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 –

air around me for any sign

says, leaning forward and flicking his hair through the air around me, like he’s scattering flies. “You can’t

my eyes meet Victor’s, then, and we both know that it…well, it kind of makes sense. I still don’t know what the hell this magic stuff is, but if it is…between us. Then it’s certainly something we’ve

so many unexplainable

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 the magic around you two. They were just curious. Just wanted to say

down into my

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

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