Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 366

The door clicked shut behind me, casting the room into darkness. Amidst the pale moonlight streaming in through the narrow window, David’s figure lay motionless on the floor. The only indication that he was even still alive was the occasional ragged inhale that sounded like the rattle of impending death.

“David!” I hurried over to him and dropped to my knees, rolling him onto his back. David’s face was pale and slick with sweat, dark circles already having formed around his glazed over eyes.

The moment I turned him over, the scent of something metallic and fetid wafted from a single trickle of blood running down his cheek, where a thin cut was resting across his cheekbone. I knew that scent all too well; it was the same scent of those who Mother “dealt with“. The same cloying stench of death and decay and something wrong.

Wolfsbane poison.

As I stared down at David, watching the color seep from his skin in real time, I knew that Mother had done this on purpose. She knew we were planning something. She already had Alexander and likely all of Bloodmoon under her control.

And David and I were the two remaining weak links.

Mother never left loose ends untied. Normally, she was quick and brutal with such decisions, but when it came to me when it came to me, she enjoyed drawing out my pain. Just as she was doing now.

She locked me up in here with a dying man. With a corpse that would soon rot, its necrotic stink cloying through my senses until the maggots ate me, too.

She wanted me to know exactly what she was doing. Up until the very slow, painful, lonely end.

I never thought I would say this, but David had become my only friend in this place. I supposed that “friend” was a loose phrasing of the feeling–he hated me, always had, and that hadn’t changed just because I possessed some special earrings.

But during those dark days, when he had come to me with bread and a few minutes of conversation, he had become so much more to me than I ever expected. The one flicker of hope amongst the loneliness.

And now I was going to watch him die.

David sputtered as if on cue, pulling me from my thoughts. The foam began to form at the corner of his mouth, and I knew it would only be a matter of hours before he was gone.

Mother could have ensured a quick death, but she hadn’t. David would suffer for hours. I would watch him die.

Unless…

I pushed through the haze of panic in my mind as words from months, no, years past suddenly flooded my memories.

“Did you know that the wolfsbane poison is actually the simplest poison to remedy?”

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Chapter 386

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Karl’s voice. A warm library. Dust motes dancing in the golden shafts of sunlight streaming through the windows. The smell of paper and… him.

“I don’t care about your books, Karl. How many times do I have to tell you?”

I cringed at the memory of my dismissiveness. Those had been the early days of my cruelty, when I first began treating Karl with the same cruelty Mother gave me. As if that would somehow teach her a lesson.

But Karl had told me anyway. He’d laid the book in my lap, leaning over me, kissing the shell of my ear. He had pressed our fingers together to the page and traced the words.

“All it takes is a pinch of mint and a single night poppy–both easily foraged in the Thornwood. Isn’t that fascinating?”

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