Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 45

Alvin and Ian are thrilled with the spot, running around and checking out every detail. I smile, watching them, taking joy in their joy. As I watch them, a friendly Beta comes over and presses a cup of warm cider into my hand, giving me a small smile as he does so.

“Thank you,” I say, pressing a hand to my chest. “Thank you so much.” All of the Betas have been so kind to me – I feel suddenly guilty that I haven’t learned as many of their names as I should. I make a note to remedy this as I take a sip from my tin cup. I’m surprised – and, I admit, a bit thrilled – to note that there’s a strong hint of whiskey mixed in with the apple.

The Betas rush around the camp, unloading a massive number of supplies from the trucks. Victor strides around, directing the Betas seamlessly, clearly happy and in his element.

I see that she’s already sitting in a camping chair by the unlit fire, wrapped in a blanket and rubbing bug spray on herself while she listens to her headphones. She has her feet tucked up beneath her, clearly working hard to touch as little of the nat

ou tried this cider yet? It’s fantastic.”

ng on the job,” he s

is utility belt and looking up into his face. “You’ve te

to my chin. “No breaks until you’re all set up, which means perfectly safe and at home. Plus,” he says, looking out into the forest and pretending to put on a se

take another sip of my drink. “Fine,” I say, “more whiskey for me.

wrapping his arms around my leg and beaming up at me. “

sk your dad.”

walk over.

tting a hand on his head.

s, shrugging. “We’re completely alone out here.”

st people?”

In each direction?” Victor shrugs. “We came here as children, the boys of the pack and I. The future Alphas. For training, camaraderie.”

re at him, aghast.

preserve. If I own it, nobody can develop it. We keep it to preserve our heritage.”

at the moon,” I say, rolling my eyes.

e more right than you think.”

there were what, fifty? Soon the numbers dwindle to thirty, then twen

ask Edgar.

rs will go miles out into the woods with their own little pup tents to ensure that nobody can get close to us. Victor isn’t taking any chances.”

lot to ask of them.”

stuff.”

arts to rise in my chest. “Up here, mama!” He calls.

e’s climbed up into a tree and, sneaky as a squirrel, has edged out on a branch until he’s directly above me. “Well, look at you, little monkey,” I say, smiling. “You’d better be careful, or else a big gorilla is going to catch you!”

ch me,” Ian says, smil

and moving towards the trunk of the tree, playing along. Ian screams in delight and scurries further out on his branch as Edgar begins to climb slowly up. “Stay away from me, you big gorilla!” He yells, laughing as he climbs higher.

fun but worried, as always, for their safety.

surprised. Is he…jealous?

an shouts, again t

able to contain his excitement.

makes it so much more delicious.

Victor that I didn’t know existed.

eadphones off. She even laughs along with everyone else at Victor’s jokes as he tells his story.

voice low and spooky, “where man first felt himse

dramatically and we all laugh, unable to tell if they’re truly shocked or jus

he dead of winter and they were starving. As he moved along in the woods with just his simple knife, he knew that if he didn’t bring home food today, they would

ment, came into a clearing and there saw a wounded wolf. Yes! He said,” Here Victor throws his fist in the air, taking on the role of the hunter. “Finally, an answer to my prayers.

y to feed your family for years to come?”

What can you give me?”

voice. “If you will agree to merge your spirit with mine, I will give you all of the knowledge of a wolf – all of my instincts, my ways, my ability to survive in the wild.”

continues, putting a little suspicion into the hunter’s voice. “Surely this is a trick.”

s you say, it is a selfish offer,”

,” Victor drops the stand, which sprinkles onto the fire. We all gasp as the fire, miraculously, turns blue.

had always done, the man stripped himself of his clothes and let his new wolf nature take control of him. His teeth grew long, his nails grew sharp, his

wife was born with wolf in their veins as well. And that, my sons, is the story of our people.”

ld see his wolf spirit through his clothes. I smile, watching them.

to them. “Now it is your turn.”

p into his father’s face, flushed with excite

irst time, just like the hunter, in the same spot as he, you’re going to run free as wolv

say, my jaw dropping ope