Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 431

Natalia’s POV

I slammed my fists against the glass until my hands ached. I kicked and screamed and threw my entire weight against that fucking wall. I willed every ounce of energy I had left into it, and yet the glass never broke.

It never even cracked.

Whatever brief moment of strength I’d felt before was gone I was alone in this glass cage, along with two sleeping children who didn’t even stir at the sound of their mother’s screams, and no one outside could even hear me through the thick layers of soundproof glass.

And yet I continued to rage against the walls. As if, somehow, I could make it happen.

Of course, it never did. The Winter King had made these cases with the express purpose of keeping their inhabitants inside, and the only way to open the seamless panel at the back was by using a ruby that only he possessed.

When my body finally gave out, too exhausted to keep going, I leaned against the wall and slid to the floor. A sob wrenched at my chest, then another. I buried my face in my hands and tangled my fingers in my hair, thinking desperately through the haze in my mind.

I tried reaching out to Andrei through the bond we shared, but it was no use. The walls of this damn palace must have been lined with rubies that prevented mindlinking–likely a tactic on the Winter King’s part to ensure that his minions and prisoners couldn’t conspire against him. If anyone wanted to communicate, they would have to do it out loud, where the King could hear them.

If they were even capable of speech at all.

I lifted my head and looked over at the three crippled figures standing on the other side of the room. The priest was still there, swaying slightly on his feet, still holding that large tome in his gnarled hands. The others were standing beside him.

All three still had that blank look on their face. They hadn’t moved. It was as if they were dormant, simply waiting for their master to return so he could give them their next orders.

It made no sense to me. For a moment, I swore I had seen a look of defiance in the priest’s eyes; it was as if he had wanted me to hurt the King. They hadn’t stepped in when I had flung him across the room. I could have sworn that they watched the exchange with concealed glee, waiting to see me demolish the fucker.

And yet now they stood there, refusing to help me, even when I banged on the glass until my knuckles bled.

Could they even make decisions like that themselves, I wondered? Or were they bound to their master’s will? I knew little about them–just that they were the broken versions of the creations the King loved so much.

Still, I couldn’t help but think back to that brief look of malice in the priest’s eyes when I had flung the King with an unprecedented strength. The perfect soldiers didn’t have that; they were completely blank, nothing but puppets to do the King’s bidding.

I wondered, then, if the crippled ones had kept at least the tiniest shred of their consciences when they were transformed. Maybe, in the midst of the process going wrong, they had retained some ability to defy the King and his vile orders.

Whatever it was, though, it was likely a very small shred. Surely not enough to make them actually stand against him. And even if they could, what could they do against him and his soldiers? They were crippled, in constant pain, skeletons twisted and eyes clouded with cataracts.

They were too weak to revolt. Maybe they knew that. Maybe that was why they didn’t help me now.

Chapter 431

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I shut my eyes and leaned my head back against the glass, seeking my wolf out. She was weak, exhausted. The power I’d drawn from her had sapped her energy completely, but she was still there, licking her wounds like a hurt pup.

“Please,” I whispered. My voice was muted by the silent case. “Please, we have to try again.”

There was a long pause. I thought she didn’t have the strength to answer at first, but after a few moments, she replied, “I… don’t feel… so good.”

“I know.” I clenched my jaw. “But we have to try. Our Bloodmoon ability; we felt it before, didn’t we? There must be a way to tap into it again.”

Another hesitation, then: “I feel a well deep within me… I can try going there, peering in. But I’m so tired…”

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