Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 216

The next morning, Victor and I make short work of packing up the tent. We send the boys off with a little H20 test kit to see if they can find fresh water, and they come back with a couple of bottles full. We quickly set the water to boil over the rekindled fire and then re-bottle it, slipping it into our backpacks for later use.

Then, ready for our day – and whatever new magical twists it brings – we head out along the trail.

It’s not really much of a trail, though, when I think about. We’re following what can best be described as a little game path, just a small winding clearing between plants in the woods, probably made by the routine travel of deer passing through.

instincts.

gic there, probably. I’m not sure I’ll ever get used to it like Alvin and Ian clearly are.

was able to pry my eyes open, I found Alvin peering down at me, his face worried.

I had reassured him, as cheerfully as I could, that I was fine – I

and precious.

-explore before coming to tell us all about it. I envy them their strength, but am also glad that at least some of us are feeling up to the strain of this hike.

urney, but honestly? Most of the time it just feels like we’re wandering aimlessly in the woods, which grates on my nerves.

ukewarm water bottle. I grimace as I sip at it. I’m thirsty, but damn it, what I’d give for a glass of icy water.

here the boys are climbi

ey’re having fun.”

? To be spending these…well, these final hours, wandering through the woods?”

ks down at me, and I know that I’ve hit the nail on the head. It feels exactly that way to h

s space ideal for decay.

ook around.

ctor replies, smirking at me.

ey weren’t…unfriendly. The vibe in this part of the forest is…different.”

ing back to us then, Ian rubbing his left eye with the back of his palm, a

rew dirt in my eye!”

g at his brother. “I just threw it up and it landed in your eye – I didn’t mean –“

ne, just irritation. “Alvin, apologize. Ian, accept it. Let’s all move on.”

ng but…god, I’m just so tired.

ain run ahead.

says, looking after them. “They

arry on.”

o.

bout what it would be like to die in here, the trauma it will cause our sons to wake up one morning and find us just dead in the tent. God, what would they even do?

tor’s broad back walking ahead of me.

we did make it out of this forest…would the two of us make it? It’s very easy to make big sweeping romantic promises to each other in a time of crisis, and I have proven that I would willingly die for him. But…in the mundane certainty of

of me? Or me of him?

bout it for what feels like hours as we plunge through the forest.

r stops ahead of me and sighs. I blink, surprised, and stop in my tracks looking at him. Then he turns, shaking his head and glaring at

e asks. Or demands, really.

to the side, confused.

u brewing back there, all upset,” he says, his vo

ave to explain beyond that?”

se that’s not what’s really bothering you, Evelyn.”

narrow my eyes at him. “What makes you think you know

magic, Evelyn.” He says, not very kindly. “I’m in your head now, after all, and you’re in mine. Call it intuit

how big and tough he is. I start to trudge up a little hill in front of us.

xasperated. “Come on, it’s not going to do any good to keep it insi

le by the fact that I’m standing a little higher than him on this slight incline.

waiting.

” I say again, crossing my own arms. “How do I know you won’t cheat on me, when you get bored of me. Like you did to Amelia.”

rops when he hears my w