Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 292

Celeste’s POV

My arms fell back to my sides as Natalia practically shoved past me with her hand pressed to her mouth, becking for all the world like she was about to vomit.

What the hell…?

I turned to watch her go, confused. Natalia didn’t look back–just rushed out of the library.

My fingers brushed against the knife my mother had given me, which was now hidden in my dress porket blade was cold against my palm, a reminder of what I’d been about to do.

The hug would have been perfect. Quick Close. A single stab to the ribs and it would have been over in mese moments. If only she hadn’t run off like that…

Well, there was still time. If she really was about to be sick, then maybe I could slip into the bathroom behind ber and do it while she was doubled over the toilet.

Perhaps it was better that way, anyway–it would make it easier to keep the crime from being tracked back to me. After the incident with the maid and her accomplice drugging Natalia, and now Greta challenging her to a spar, it would be easy to claim that Natalia simply had too many enemies in Bloodmoon as an outsider.

That she’d been attacked while she was hunched over the toilet bowl

I decided to follow her but kept my distance, staying far enough back that she wouldn’t notice me but close enough to see where she was going. Indeed, she turned down the corridor toward the nearest bathrooms, nearly tripping over her own feet in her rush.

The bathroom door slammed shut behind her.

I pressed myself against the wall outside and waited. A few seconds later, I heard the unmistakable sound of retching. Then more vomiting. Then soft crying.

My hand tightened around the knife handle in my pocket.

All I would have to do was slip in and drive the knife into her back. She wouldn’t see it coming. I could position it so she wouldn’t even suffer that much. It would all be over in an instant.

But as I reached for the door handle… I couldn’t do it.

My hand fell back to my side again.

What if Natalia was pregnant?

I pulled the knife out of my pocket and stared at it. The blade gleamed in the dim hallway light, and I could see my reflection distorted in the metal. Mother had given me this knife with very specific orders. Kill Natalia Make it look like an accident. Get Karl back and fix everything.

But if Natalia was pregnant…

My mind started racing through the possibilities. If she was carrying Andrei’s child, then that changed everything. She wouldn’t stay in Bloodmoon if she was pregnant. She’d want to go back to Ashmoor or

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Moonshadow, back to wherever Andrei was. Back to safety.

And if she left, things could go back to the way they were before she showed up. Karl wouldn’t have Natalia to run to Mother would be happy. I could get the arrangement back on track.

Most importantly: I wouldn’t have to kill anyone.

The thought made my shoulders sag with relief. I didn’t want to kill Natalia. I didn’t want to kill anyone, let alone a pregnant woman. That was a line I didn’t think I could cross, even for Mother. Even for Father.

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