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.”

head. “Come on,” he urges, giving me a little push and looking towards the door. “Let’s say goodbye

nod and move swiftly to my boys, who are each already filling bowls with a ridiculous amount of cake. “Okay, darlings,” I say, giving each

and nod, soberly, knowing that it’s important to give me peace of mind while I leave them

into wolves, or anything. When we get back here, I want to find the two of

arms around me. “Good luck,” he whispers in my ear as Ian runs to

squeeze and then move to Victor’s side, giving Ian a kiss before Victor places him back down on the ground. The boys dash off to the table, and I’m

tears. He just shakes his head and

in my mind. This is not the last time you will see

can’t be. Because if I die, there will be no one to make them wash all that chocolate off of their

to press a warm kiss to my mouth. We linger like that for a moment before turning

of course. Right at the head of a path that hadn’t been there an hour ago. And, as we watch, it slowly begins to drift down that dark trail, beckoning us to

do. Together, as Alpha and Luna, hands clasped, we place our trust in

lead

estimation is right. Time moves differently here, drifting in and out. But we

I ask quietly after we’ve followed the magic

my hand, turning his head to

at him. “Edgar’s note – the one he left

what impulse prompted him to put it there last night, or this morning, or whenever. It’s literally the only thing except our bodies and our clothes that came with

helpful little magic mote comes floating over to

I begin to read aloud. “If you reach the

looking forward and shaking his head a little. “Why do you

He was your Beta,” I reply, which makes him smirk. “Seriously, though, what

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