Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 225 – The Falls

“Come on,” Victor urges, giving my rear an encouraging little pat. I grimace, suddenly anxious. It was so nice in this little cottage for a moment. Couldn’t we stay here a little longer, just being together?

But as if in answer, the last little magic mote floats out of the house.

No, it calls to me. Time to go.

I sigh, nodding, and stand up. Victor follows suit, putting his arm around me and pulling me close, letting me know he understands.

“It’s okay, mama,” Ian says, smiling up at me. “We’ll stay here. We’ll be safe.”

“Oh,” I say, looking up at Victor and then back down at the boys. “I don’t know – I think we should all go –“

But even as I say it, I know it’s wrong. The forest wants us. This is about Victor and me, after all. The ceremony that Victor and I started. We have to finish it, and apparently we have to do it alone.

“It’s okay, mom!” Alvin says, nodding encouragingly at me. “Look, the cottage wants us to stay! It put out new food, just for Ian and me!”

“No baby,” I start, turning towards the table to let him know that the dinner it put out was for Victor as well. “It –“

But I stop, my words stolen from me by my shock and awe. The table has changed again, covered now in an amazing display of desert. My jaw falls almost to the ground as I take in the six-layer cakes, the mountains of meringue, the piles of cookies and sweets and ice cream.

“Oh my god,” I murmur, shaking my head at all the sugar. “Oh my god, they’re going to go into a diabetic coma while we’re gone,” I whisper, putting my hands over my mouth.

Victor just laughs at me. “Hey, at least we won’t have to deal with the sugar rush,” he says casually, giving a little shrug.

“Awesome!” Ian shouts, running over to the table. Alvin follows him, shouting eagerly to stay away from the chocolate cake because it’s his. I open my mouth to protest, to tell them to go easy on it. But then I close my mouth and just lean back against Victor’s chest.

“Screw it,” I murmur. “If the forest wants them to gorge themselves on sweets, then so be it.”

pressing a kiss to my head. “Come on,” he urges, giving me a little push and looking towards the door. “Let’s say goodbye – I’m getting the feeling

move swiftly to my boys, who are each already filling bowls with a ridiculous amount of cake. “Okay, darlings,” I say, giving each a kiss on the head. “While

knowing that it’s important

adventures,” I warn, my voice serious. “No running off, or turning into wolves, or anything. When we get back here, I want to find the two of you

throw his arms around me. “Good luck,” he whispers in my ear as Ian runs to jump in Victor’s arms.

back down on the ground. The boys dash off to the table, and I’m grateful, suddenly,

of tears. He just shakes his head and I remember, suddenly, that our new connection gives him uncanny

mind. This is not the

glancing back at the boys. It can’t be. Because if I die, there will be no one to make them wash

that for a moment before turning towards the

there an hour ago. And, as we watch, it slowly

and Luna, hands clasped, we place our trust in the

lead us

any bets that my estimation is right. Time moves differently here, drifting in and out. But we move steadily, following our

it say,” I ask quietly after we’ve followed the magic

asks, still holding my hand, turning his head to me.

reply, looking up at him. “Edgar’s note

there last night, or this morning, or whenever.

hands it to me, unfolded, and a helpful little magic mote comes floating over to give me

glancing at it, and then turning my attention back to the page. I begin to read aloud. “If you reach the falls you’ve gone too far…Look at midnight to find the path. When

and shaking his head a little. “Why do you always have to go for

little. “My ex? He was your Beta,” I reply, which makes him smirk. “Seriously, though,

a soft rushing sound begins to fill the air around us. “That