Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 352

Chapter 352

Natalia’s POV

The fire had been burning low for a while now. Andrei and I sat on the sofa together in the dying light, watching as Max and Jane slept peacefully between us. Max was curled up on my lap, his raven hair silky beneath my fingertips. Jane was dozing with her head on Andrei’s shoulder, still holding the wooden horse toy she had been playing with earlier.

For a little while, everything was peaceful.

I treasured these moments with my family above all else. For a few minutes each night, when it was just the three of us, our bellies full from dinner and our skin warmed by the fire, I could forget about the outside world.

Here, in our home–our home, because that was what Moonshadow had finally become once more–there were no rogues. No weapons. No fighting. No fear.

Here, it could just be us, even if only for a little while.

Inside the walls of our home, despite the turmoil outside, life had actually been pretty good lately. We’d made headway with the mystery regarding the rubies and were awaiting David’s response. The twins were happy. The pregnancy was progressing well. A message had just arrived today stating that Damon had made a full recovery. Andrei and I were stronger together than ever. And not to mention the fact that the meeting with the Lunas had gone even better than I’d expected.

If it weren’t for the looming shadow of the war hanging over our heads like a dark stormcloud, life really would feel perfect right now.

A wedding on the horizon… A baby on the way… Two little ones who were growing like weeds, one of whom having recovered from his own illness… Hell, I’d even discovered that I had a family, a biological father and brother, just recently when I thought I had none.

Just then, Andrei quietly cleared his throat, and I pulled my gaze away from the hypnotic flickering of the fire to look at him. His green eyes met mine over Max’s head, and he offered me a soft smile before reaching over to lace his fingers with mine.

“What are you thinking about?” he whispered, keeping his voice low so as not to wake the children up.

I shrugged one shoulder. “Nothing, really. I’m just… content. Thinking about all of the good things we’ve got in life right now, despite everything.”

Andrei’s face softened at that, almost as if he’d been worried that I would be thinking about worse things–like the war or our impending doom or the mystery of those rubies that was becoming less of a mystery and more a threat of the world’s demise day by day.

Which, to be fair, I usually was. It wasn’t easy to shut off the part of my brain that was constantly running, constantly looking for things to fear and prepare for–the same part of my brain that had kept my children and I alive for five years.

“Good. That’s good.” Andrei shifted a little, turning toward me, but making sure the twins didn’t wake. Jane stirred a little, but then laid her head on his lap and promptly went back to sleep with her thumb in her mouth. ” And how are you feeling?” he asked, giving me a meaningful look.

My brows lifted in question, but then Andrei reached over to place his hand on my belly, and I snorted softly. “Oh. The morning sickness is getting more bearable thanks to the medics‘ advice. Exercise really has been helping. Now, if only a certain someone would stop worrying about me constantly…”

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