Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 183

Lilith & Natalia

Lilith

The cramping had started during the pre–show cocktail hour, like sharp little knives twisting in my lower abdomen. I’d excused myself to the bathroom, thinking it was just nerves or something I’d eaten.

But when I pulled down my underwear, I saw the blood.

And it wasn’t just spotting. It was real blood, bright red and flowing like my body had decided to betray me at the worst possible moment. I stared at the crimson stains on my pale pink dress, ruining the designer gown I’d spent weeks choosing for tonight.

The baby was gone.

White–hot fury lanced through me.

“Fuck,” I whispered, grabbing handfuls of toilet paper to try to stop the bleeding. “Fucking hell.”

Six weeks. I’d managed to keep that pregnancy for six weeks before my body had apparently decided to give up. All that planning, all that careful timing with the fertility treatments, all those lies about Andrei being the father… wasted.

And I knew exactly who was to blame.

Natalia.

This was her fault. All of it. If she’d just stayed dead like she was supposed to, none of this would have happened. Andrei would have married me by now, we’d have been trying for children the normal way, and I wouldn’t be sitting in a bathroom bleeding out the only chance I’d had to trap him.

I pressed more tissue between my legs, my hands shaking with rage rather than grief. The blood kept coming, and with each fresh wave of cramping, my anger grew.

She’d stolen everything from me. My mate, my future, my children. And now she got to play the happy family while I lost the one thing that could have secured my place at his side forever.

From somewhere in the distance, I could hear the fashion show announcer speaking into the microphone. The show had started. Right now, models were walking down that runway, showing off their designer clothes for charity. And soon, very soon, Natalia would be out there in the spotlight.

I looked down at my hands, which were now slick and stained with blood.

No.

I wasn’t going to let her have this moment. I wasn’t going to sit here quietly while she strutted around like she was so fucking perfect.

I stood up, watching with satisfaction as a fresh gush of blood stained my dress even more. No one would be able to take one look at me without knowing exactly what had happened.

It was time to end this once and for all.

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Natalia

“When do we go?” Jane asked, looking up at me.

I glanced up at the shrinking line of models ahead of us. “Soon, sweetheart. We’re almost up.

That was the problem. We were almost up. There were only three more families ahead of us, and then it would be our turn to walk out in front of hundreds of people and dozens of cameras. My stomach was doing flips just thinking about it.

I glanced over at Andrei, who was checking his mask in a nearby mirror. Damon’s suit fit him perfectly, hugging his broad shoulders and narrow waist in a way that made my mouth go dry. The red fox mask covered the upper half of his face, but it somehow made him look even more devastating. Mysterious and dangerous and stupidly handsome.

“Mommy, you’re staring,” Max said quietly.

I blinked and looked down at him. “What?”

“You’re staring at Daddy,” he whispered, grinning. “Like Grace stares at Uncle Damon when she thinks nobody’s watching.”

Heat flooded my cheeks. “I was not staring.”

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