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.”

a little push and looking towards the door. “Let’s say goodbye – I’m getting

swiftly to my boys, who are each already filling bowls with a ridiculous amount of cake.

both look at me and nod, soberly, knowing that it’s important to give me peace of mind

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

down and coming to throw his arms around me. “Good luck,” he whispers

giving Ian a kiss before Victor places him back down on the ground. The boys dash off to the table, and I’m grateful, suddenly, that the cottage has given them such a tempting distraction. I don’t want

my hand and squeezing it. I look up at him, my eyes full of tears.

placing the word in my mind. This is

if I die, there will be no one to make them wash all that chocolate

that for a moment before turning towards the

of course. Right at the head of a path that hadn’t been there an hour ago. And, as we watch, it slowly begins

so we do. Together, as Alpha and Luna, hands clasped, we

lead us to

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

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

my hand, turning his head to me. “What did what

“Edgar’s note – the one he left us, with the

to see it and wonder 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

it to me, unfolded, and a helpful little magic mote comes floating over to give me light by which

it, and then turning my attention back to the page. I begin to read aloud. “If you reach the

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

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

to fill the air around us. “That we’re