Chapter 170
“We kissed.” The words came out in a rush. “I’m so sorry, Natalia. I lost track of time. Goddess, I’ll never forgive myself. Jane nearly drowned because I was making out with Grace.”
I stared at him for a moment, then sighed. “It’s not just your fault. I was so wrapped up in my own feelings about Lilith’s pregnancy that I wasn’t paying attention either. We both screwed up.
Damon looked surprised by my admission. “Natalia-”
“But I’m not mad about you and Grace.” The words surprised even me as they came out. “You should be with someone who loves you the way you deserve to be loved. Just… maybe don’t get caught? At least not for now.”
A small smile crossed his face. “You mean that?”
“I do. You’ve been nothing but kind to me and the twins. You deserve to be happy.”
Damon squeezed my hand gently. “I want that for you too, you know.”
My throat tightened. “I don’t know if that’s possible.”
“Why not?”
I thought about Andrei’s face when he’d pulled Jane from the water. The way he’d breathed life back into her lungs without hesitation. The gentle way he’d called her ‘sweetheart‘ as he worked to save her.
“Because I still don’t know if I can trust him,” I said. “Mila found that letter, Damon. In his handwriting. But then tonight…”
“Tonight he saved your daughter’s life.”
“I know. And I keep going back and forth. One minute I think he’s the monster who tried to have me killed, and the next I think maybe I’ve been wrong about everything.” I leaned against the wall, suddenly exhausted. “And now he’s going to have a baby with Lilith. Even if I wanted to tell him the truth about the twins, what would be the point?”
“Maybe the point is that those children are his, regardless of whatever else is happening in his life.”
I looked through the window at Jane and Max, sleeping peacefully in the hospital bed.
“Children have good instincts about people,” Damon said. “Jane trusts him completely. Even Max is coming around. Maybe you should listen to them.”
I wanted to do just that, but the truth was, I was terrified. Terrified of being wrong about Andrei. Terrified of being right about him. Terrified of what it would mean for all of us if I told him the truth or if I didn’t tell the truth or… Fuck, I didn’t even know anymore.
“What does your heart tell you?” Damon asked softly.
My heart. My traitorous, stupid heart that still raced every time Andrei walked into a room. My heart that had nearly stopped when he’d disappeared beneath the surface of that lake. My heart that wanted nothing more than to believe he was the man Jane thought he was.
“My heart wants things that might not be possible,” I admitted.
Later that night, after Damon had taken Max home and the hospital had settled into its quiet nighttime routine, I climbed into the bed beside Jane. She stirred slightly, automatically curling into my side like she’d done since she was a baby.
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“Love you, Mommy,” she mumbled sleepily.
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