Pregnant With Alpha’s Genius Twins – Chapter 75

Victor and I dash across the lawn, my feet padding silently on the dewy grass as I work to keep up with him. My breath comes fast, ragged in my lungs, as I push, my eyes on the tree line ahead of us.

Part of me is terrified, listening behind me for the sound of my father raising the alarm, of pounding Beta footsteps that want to grab me, to drag me back. But another part of me is thrilled, exhilarated to be free – to be going back home, to see my boys, to be with my family –

Bam! Out of nowhere, it’s as if I have slammed face first into a wall. I fly backwards, letting out a shout as I fall back, clutching my face where I feel blood leaking from my nose.

someone heard my shout.

’t know,” I say, gasping. “I

few steps behind him and then I feel it again, solid, ahead of me, in the air.

an’t go past right here.”

s property, which he told you not to leave.” He nods and leans down to scoop me up in his arms. “This is where the kidnapping comes in, I guess.” Determined, Victor starts to walk forward, carrying me with him, but I feel almost a ripping inside of me and slap my hand over my mouth, covering a shriek.

or – “ I gasp – “No, please!” I claw at him like a wild cat, trying to get back to where I was.

doesn’t put me in physical pain to deny it.

pain in my nose – god, is it broken? – but also from the knowledge that all Victor did to try to save me tonight – it’s all for nothing –

trapped h

that Victor is one of the good ones – he doesn’t trap people like this – but still, he has the power to do it, and he benefits from it.

out to take my hand. “It’s wrong. It shouldn’t exist.”

of me.

put my hand in his. I look up at him, surprised.

I say, wiping tears from my face, wincing as I bump my injured nose with my wrist. “He’s my alpha,

my face. “I’ve been thinking about it, Evelyn.”

rights.

think that you can break his command.”

I be able to do that? He’s my Alpha, my father – his command is my bond –“

y my finger tips, and then lets my hand go.

do it.”

t’s impossible.”

hing bigger at play here. Come to me.”

his broad shoulders, his beautiful face – and inside me, I know, with an assurance that speaks beyond ages, that he’s right. There is something larger here.

t the barrier, pushing it, gritting my teeth as it tries to push me back.

bones grind against my father’s command, moving inch by inch towards him –

’m through.

rd and crash into him. Victor laughs and cries out

ack – but of course, there’s nothing there. I laugh, caught up in his joy, and hold his face in my hands. “Oh my god,” I whisper, marveling at him. “How

ere!” A shout comes from our left and a light sweeps out over the lawn, coming close enough to us that Victor jumps and quickly sets me back down on

r. Now, we have to run.”