Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins

#Chapter 226 – Midnight

“So, what do we do now?” I ask, sighing and looking up at Victor.

He shoots me a little look that says, plainly enough, how the hell should I know. I just grimace and tuck the note into my own back pocket, taking his hand.

“Well,” I mutter, trying to lean into the hopeful state that the day in the cabin gave to me. “I guess if the forest took the magic away…it thinks we can survive without it?”

“That assumes that the magic is on our side in the first place,” Victor points out. “And isn’t just luring us out here so that we can…be eaten or something.”

I can’t help but laugh a little at this, imagining that this whole thing was some kind of absurd setup so a huge bear could leap out of the woods and consuming us whole or something. And then I c**k my head to the side, wondering why on earth I think that’s funny.

“I guess would be a great deal of effort,” I consider aloud, “to bring us all the way out here just to eat us now. If the forest was going to kill us, it could have done it ages ago.”

“Maybe it’s a witch,” Victor continues, smirking down at me, “and she just wanted to get our kids in that cabin. Fatten them up a little.”

I wrap my arms around his waist and smile up at him, grateful for his subtle little sense of humor that keeps me from tipping into gloom, even in our darkest moments. “Well, good luck with that, witch,” I call out to the forest. “They already eat enough for an army, and they’re still bean poles!”

Victor smirks down at me, running his thumb along the length of my cheek. “They’ll get bigger someday. Big hulking teenage wolves, draping themselves all over your living room furniture.”

you for sons, I want little pocket-sized sons. As soon

hair. We stay that way for a moment,

can’t deny it any more. What are we

on his chest and looking up at him. “I guess…the forest was telling

looks around the beautiful grove, considering. “Well,” he replies after a moment, “It doesn’t feel wrong to be here, but the note said the falls are too

me an extra little squeeze and then unwraps his arms from their place around my shoulders, letting

the magic flow through the trees. But now, with the absence of that distraction and its

peek through the greenery wherever they can, and vines with tiny white flowers cling to tree bark,

I murmur. “It’s

can tell that he’s likewise moved by the sight of it. “Do you want to…stop here? For just a

answer coming

ground with a great exhalation of breath. I join him there, but am surprised when he lays fully out on the ground, closing

doing?” I whisper, laughing a little. “Shouldn’t we be…looking for

wrist and tugging me closer to him. “I

his body and straddling him, settling my rear comfortably on his hips and resting my hands on his

then opens one eye, peaking up