Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 341

Chapter 341

Chapter 341

Natalia’s POV

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The following morning, I found myself back at the bedside table with the ruby–encrusted knife in my hands, turning it over and over as I tried to recreate what had happened the other day.

I’d been at it for nearly an hour, holding the weapon flat on my palm, willing the rubies to glow again with that otherworldly light. But no matter how hard I concentrated, no matter how much I tried to channel whatever energy I’d felt before, the knife remained stubbornly cool and lifeless.

“Come on,” I muttered under my breath, lifting the blade and pointing it toward the wall again. “Stab that wall. Cut something. Do anything.”

Nothing.

I lowered the knife with a heavy sigh. Maybe I really had imagined the whole thing. Maybe pregnancy hormones were making me see things that weren’t there, making me believe in fairy tales when I had far more pressing matters to worry about.

The sound of metal clashing against metal drew my attention to the window. I crossed the room and peered down at the training grounds, where at least a dozen warriors were sparring in pairs. From this distance, I could see their movements clearly–and what I saw made me frown.

Their technique was… adequate, I supposed. But barely. They were using basic defensive stances that would work fine against untrained rogues, but against the kind of organized, vicious attacks we’d been facing lately? They’d be slaughtered.

Without really thinking about it, I got dressed in my training leathers, grabbed my curved sword, and heading downstairs. The morning air was crisp against my skin as I stepped into the courtyard, and several of the warriors paused their sparring to look at me with surprise.

“Luna,” one of them said, lowering his sword. “Are you here to watch?”

“Actually,” I said, crossing my arms, “I’m here to help. What you’re doing isn’t going to work against the rogues we’ve been facing.”

The warrior raised an eyebrow. “With respect, Luna, we’ve been training like this for years. These techniques have served us well.”

“Perhaps, but these rogues fight viciously, not with honor. You’re all leaving yourselves wide open, assuming that the rogues won’t use dirty methods to win.” I pulled out my curved sword.

“I learned some things while I was at Bloodmoon,” I explained. “Their warriors train differently. More aggressively. More… fluidly.” I gestured to the first warrior. “Spar with me. I’ll show you.”

The warrior looked uncomfortable with the idea of sparring with his pregnant Luna, but after a moment, he raised his own weapon and moved toward me with a basic overhead strike.

I sidestepped easily, using the momentum to spin around and tap him lightly on the shoulder with the flat of my blade–a move that would have been a killing blow in a real fight.

“See?” I said, stepping back. “You committed too fully to that strike. Left your entire right side exposed.”

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Chapter 341

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The warrior blinked in surprise. “I… how did you move that fast?”

“Bloodmoon warriors don’t fight like statues,” I explained, demonstrating the quick, short footwork I’d learned. “They stay light on their feet, always moving, always shifting. They use their opponent’s momentum against them instead of trying to overpower them with brute force.”

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