Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 214
“Please,” Alvin says, guilt written all over his little face. “Please don’t be frightened – we didn’t want to tell you, because we knew you would be frightened.”
“Really, mama,” Ian says, giving my hand a squeeze. “It’s okay.”
I’m almost gasping now, I’m so freaked out, my head spinning to look all around us – at the ghost things all around us –
He’s freaked out too, I can tell, but he’s holding it together way better t
smoke.
They don’t like it when you –“
sts.”
s. But Alvin’s attention, I see, is outward – out into the darkness. So, I follow his gaze.
away from us and from our camp.
t with his hand. “All we had to do was ask and they went away.”
s ask the ghosts to go away, and at Victor, who looks just as dumbstruck as I feel.
s,” Victor says, crossing his arms and falling back on his Alph
y mouth in time, letting the boys speak.
don’t get it,” Ian says, his voice a little frustrated. “We didn’t tell you about it because we knew you wouldn’t understand. And they’re not here to hurt you so,” he shrugs, “it was better for you to not know
hat are they,” I ask, leaning for
uiet. “How on earth can you know this about these things, whatever they are?”
ng a little exhausted. “It’s because…Alvin and me, we’re closer to the magic. Closer than you two have been probably your entire lives.” With this, he gestures between Victor and me, and my mouth falls open again in shock.
me, hugging his knees now. “It’s always been around. We just…decided not to tell you. Because we di
little rueful, still rubbing his injur
plate of food in my hand and not spill it all over the floor. “Family meeting. In the tent. Right. Now.”
they can all keep it to themselves.
” I say, swee
he tent. The boys sit across from each other, as do Victor and I.
pack.
suffused with a rather cozy orange glow.
t’s much better in here than out by the fire, where I knew I would be staring into the darkness of the woods for those smoke figures all night. I know that they’re ve
y boys when they tell me what the hell they mean when they talk abou
t choice, I know, to delay this conversation for ten minutes so I can collect myself. “To begin, please tell us how you kn
Alvin when he says this, who nods along with him.
of us, we can feel it inside them.”
me. Except Ian, of course,” he says, looking to his twin.
ic. So. Maybe that’s why we understand them.”
the hell –“
dalized, to my curse.
I glare at him, but he just shrugs.
– that his voice is light. “But mommy can’t curse.”
mood is lighter in the tent now, and I’m grateful for it, “but what the heck do you mean when you say ‘the magic?’”