Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 224 – the Alpha and the Luna

Victor pulls his face away from me for a moment, still holding him close against him, looking down at me intently. A low growl builds in his chest.

And I want him, too, desperately. Want to tear his dirty shirt from his body and throw it to the forest floor – want –

“Where,” I hear myself ask, my mother’s instincts kicking in despite myself. “Where are the boys?” I wonder aloud, looking around.

I see Victor blink, suddenly, looking around and remembering them as well. He opens his mouth to call for them but I put a hand on his chest. “No,” I murmur. “Let them. This is…this is a good place. They’ll be safe. Can’t you feel it?”

He considers for a moment before responding. “Yes,” he whispers, and then laughs a little. “We’re starting to sound like the boys, frankly, but…yes. I can feel it. This is a good place.”

Victor sighs, then, gathering me close against him. “Evelyn,” he begins, “I’m so sorry –“

“No,” I interrupt, shaking my head and raising a hand to his cheek. “No, Victor, you don’t have to –“

“Please,” he begs, looking at me with such an earnest expression. “I want you to know, Evie – how clear it all is to me now.”

I nod, understanding, letting him know without words that I know precisely what he means. That I feel exactly the same. We sit there for a moment, marveling at each other, and in this instant I love him with such an intensity that I can barely breathe.

But it’s not the kind of lack of breath that I felt earlier, like the other days we’ve been in the woods…

I frown, suddenly, realizing something.

“What?” Victor asks, laughing a little. “I’m about to confess my undying love for you, and you’re frowning?”

“No,” I say, looking up at him, considering. “Victor, how do you feel right now?”

He stops and thinks about it for a moment, looking down at himself. “I feel…okay, I think?” He responds, not really able to put it into words.

“But you were running, all day,” I insist. “And Alvin and I must have walked hours in that fog to get here…”

“Fog?” Victor asks, his face twisting in confusion, but I shush him and continue to think.

him. “I think the forest gave us a little more strength.

you think it means?” he

eyes. “I don’t know,” I sigh. “Maybe that

laughing a little at it. “I want to be close to

his face with my hand. “I think you should keep this stubble,

considers me for a moment. “I ran

his arms, remembering all the glorious

frowns at me. “Ate? Ate what?

I urge, standing up from his lap and grabbing

the little house. “Is this…safe?” he asks, his voice cautious. “This place looks like

a wink over my shoulder and tugging him by

the table inside has changed. Instead

“Oh look, it

covered in a variety of savory, filling dishes. Meat pies, and a roast, swimming in gravy – peas, and beans, and small stuffed hen. Victor in particular studies

don’t know,” I say, shrugging and then mimicking the twin’s little

says, shaking

giving him a little nudge. “You’ve got to

glancing at me. “Is it

shrug again. “Who knows. But hey, there’s a pretty good chance we’re going to die out here anyway. So, if the forest says eat…” I spread my hand, letting

the corner of the table and filling it to his heart’s content. Then, we both move to the fire, me perching on the arm of the recliner so that I can sit as close to Victor as possible

between bites, looking

casually, rolling my eyes a little. “Catching a magic hen. Solving

deep in his chest as continues to work through his food. “We’ll have to bring the boys along for that one,” he murmurs. “They’ll be better at

door. “Why do you think

what is?” he replies passively, paying more attention to his food than to me in this moment. He

so smart,” I respond, frowning towards the door. “Intelligence is usually genetic, but they’re way smarter than you and me. How do you think they got that

murmurs and I turn to swat him on the head, which

I insist, laughing a little myself. “If we had more, do you think they’d be really clever too? Like, are