Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 576

Chapter 576

Natalia’s POV

They came for me after what felt like a full day. I say felt like because it really could have been any amount of time, or none at all But someone did bring me some slop to eat at some point, so that had to have meant that at least a full cycle had passed.

I was on my feet before the guard reached the cell door. I refused to let them touch me and I instead walked calmly with them to the lower level. I looked at everything, searching for answers in this place, but found none. It was all black stone and darkness, not at all like the Winter King’s palaces.

The guards strapped me into the same chair from yesterday. My heart pounded wildly, but I breathed deeply, forcing myself to remain calm. My mind needed to stay clear. My plan had to work.

Andrei came in a few minutes later. He dragged the chair across the stones and sat down in front of me.

“Who sent you?” he asked. He sounded almost bored.

“We got married in the winter,” I said.

He looked at me.

“We planned a big wedding, but the war forced us to do it sooner. You stood with your back against Damon’s and all four of us

said our vows under that tree.”

He was quiet for a moment. Then he stood and moved to the table.

“You’re wasting both of our time,” he said.

“It wasn’t the wedding either of us had hoped for.” I didn’t respond to his statement. “But it was beautiful, and perfect, and I know neither of us would want it any other way.”

He came back with something in his hand. I pretended not to see the sharp blade and kept talking, keeping my voice steady and

calm.

“The ring was a little too big on me, you know. I can’t even count the amount of times it slipped off when I was working. But I never lost it.” I wiggled my fingers, letting the golden band catch the dim light. “Even now.” T

“Who sent you?”

“You held Hope in your arms when we came out of that cave. I’ve never seen you hold anything so tight.”

He huffed and set down what he was holding, then picked up something else.

I kept going.

I told him about Max and Jane shifting too early and how they ran miles and miles to tell Andrei I needed his help. I told him about the one time Jane got sick and he’d sat up with her for two nights straight reading the same story to her, her favorite, even when it was clearly driving him insane. I told him about Max sneaking under the table at a meeting he wasn’t supposed to be a part of.

He didn’t stop what he was doing. But he didn’t ask who sent me again, either.

The session was worse than the first. Whatever block that had initially kept Andrei from hurting me badly was gone now. He didn’t break me beyond repair, but he hurt me more than yesterday. His cuts were deeper, his bruises darker, his words crueter.

But I kept talking through all of it.

He never showed any recognition. Eventually, the memories became more of a mantra for myself, a way to keep myself going. I refused to let go of hope and kept talking, praying that he would snap out of it at some point.

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Chapter 576

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