Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 301

Chapter 301

Natalia’s POV

I rounded the corner to find that a crowd had gathered near the kitchen entrance, and everyone was murmaring, amongst themselves. Closer to the center, I could hear what sounded like someone crying, and the air smelled

like wine and vomit.

Curious, I pushed through the crowd until I saw what they were all looking at. And what I found there made bate rise in my throat so violently that I nearly threw up on the spot,

The cook who had helped me yesterday was lying on the kitchen floor. Her body was limp, dried foam enisted at the corner of her mouth, eyes staring glassily up at the celling

She was dead.

I clapped my hand to my mouth and immediately looked away, fighting the urge to retch up what little I had managed to eat recently.

“What happened?” I asked one of the kitchen staff standing nearby.

The girl turned to me with tears streaming down her face. “I–I don’t know! We found her like this when we came in to start breakfast. She must have died sometime during the night.”

I knew exactly what happened just from looking at her. It didn’t take a genius to put two and two together: the wine bottle sitting on the counter, the broken shards of glass scattered all around, the red liquid that wasn’t blood pooling near her limp hand.

The wine she had drunk–the wine I had given her–had killed her.

Which meant….

That it was supposed to kill me.

“That’s her!”

I whirled around to find one of the younger servants pointing directly at me, flanked by two warriors. “I saw her give Martha that wine last night! She brought it down from her room.”

Every head in the kitchen swiveled toward me.

“You gave her the wine?” one of the warriors asked.

“I did, but-”

“And now she’s dead.” His eyes narrowed. “Poisoned, from the looks of it.”

“I didn’t poison her!” I choked out. “The wine–it was a gift from someone else. A gift from-

“Save it for the Alpha, outsider.” The warriors surged toward me. One of them reached for my arm.

I yanked away from him before he could reach me. “Don’t touch me.”

“Come quietly and this won’t have to get ugly.”

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Before i could finish, the warriors lunged for me. The head of one closed around my wrist while the other we for my opposite arm. 1 twisted herd, bedring his gry, and drove my elbow into the lanter’s ribs, then spun out of their reach

“She’s resisting, arrest” someone shorted.

More warriors poured into the Kitchen. I fought them off as best I could, but there were too many. One grbed my hair. Another got my arm twisted behind my back 1 thrashed against them, shouting for my father, for David

for anyone,

I couldn’t let them lock me up. Not when Celeste’s warning was still echoing in my mind: a pregnant woman is a target here. What if she’d already told her followers? What if this was all a setup to get me locked up and alone where they could do whatever they wanted to me, since clearly her first attempt at killing me with that poisoned wine didn’t work?

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