Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 509

Natalia’s POV

“You’re worried about me?” I blurted out, nearly laughing at the incredulity of it. “Your face looks like-”

I cut myself off before I could finish, and flushed.

Isaac smiled. “I’ve had worse. Really, I’m fine. It’s you I’ve been worried about.”

I blinked at Isaac. I hardly knew this guy enough to recognize him on the street, let alone enough for him to worry about me. But I supposed it was an atypical situation. The last he’d seen me, my husband had been beating him nearit senseless

“Yeah, I’m…” I trailed off, then cleared my throat. “I’m okay. Thank you for asking.”

Isaac gestured to the buildings around us. “Why don’t we grab a coffee or something?”

“A coffee.”

He nodded, and smiled, making the wounds on his face crinkle slightly. “If you’re interested, of course.”

I hesitated. The last thing I needed was to be seen with Isaac again, if Andrei was still being… irrational. But after that mad dash through the streets, I supposed sitting down for a while and enjoying the warm air could be a good thing

We walked to a small cafe near the market. I found a table for us on the sidewalk while Isaac went inside to order coffees. To my shock, he returned with an entire tray of food–orange juice and finger sandwiches for the twins; a cup of coffee for himself, and, shockingly, my favorite cafe order of all time.

My eyes widened as he set the tray down on the table. “Isaac, you didn’t have to… How did you know this is my favorite?” I picked up the vanilla chai latte, which was iced, perfect after chasing my son through the streets like a madwoman.

Isaac grinned and took a seat opposite me. “Lucky guess, I suppose.” He leaned close to the twins. “You two look hungry, so I got you some treats. I hope you like them.”

Jane gasped at the finger sandwiches and immediately snatched one that appeared to contain some kind of jam. “ Thank you!” she exclaimed.

Max didn’t touch his food. Just sat there, pouting with his arms crossed.

Isaac watched them for a moment before turning to me. “They’re beautiful kids.”

“Thank you.”

“The boy’s got spirit.” He nodded toward Max. “Reminds me of myself at that age. Stubborn as hell.”

Despite everything, I laughed. “That’s one word for it.”

Hope started fussing then. I leaned over, cooing at her and adjusting her blanket. The moment I gave her her

bottle, though, she quieted down. When I looked up again, Isaac was still smiling, but the sight made me wince. His wounds looked even worse in the sunlight.

“I’m not angry, you know. About what happened.”

I looked up at him. “You should be.”

“Maybe. But I’m not.” He set down his cup. “I’m worried about you, though.”

“You don’t need to worry about me.”

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“He’s not hurting you?” His voice was low so only I could hear.

I stared at him. “No. Of course he’s not hurting me,” I said quickly. “Andrei would never hurt me.”

“You’re sure?”

My lips parted, but no words came out. Of course Andrei wouldn’t hurt me. He would never… But then I thought about the moment in the training ring, when he’d nearly throttled the life from me. That haunted, empty look in his eyes, like he was somewhere else entirely…

I cleared my throat and looked at Isaac again. “Andrei is going through a lot right now. But yes, I’m sure that he would never hurt me.” Not intentionally.

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