Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 515

The cabin was warm and cozy. A fire crackled in the stone fireplace, and the furniture was simple but comfortable. There was a small kitchen in one corner and a hallway that presumably led to a bedroom and bathroom.

“Make yourself at home,” Isaac said, shaking the rain from his jacket. “I’ll get you a towel and something dry to wear.”

He disappeared down the hallway and came back with a towel and a change of clothes—a hoodie and sweatpants in his size. He then showed me to the bathroom, where I took a quick shower just to warm myself up, then dried off and put on the clothes. They were way too big on me, but better than giving myself hypothermia with my soaked ones.

“Thank you,” I said when I emerged, towel-drying my hair. Isaac was in the kitchen.

“No problem.” He gestured to the couch. “Sit. I’ll make us something warm to drink. You hungry at all?”

“No, thanks.”

I sat on the couch and pulled out my phone. No service. Of course. I tried calling Damon anyway, but it didn’t even ring. Just went straight to a message saying the call couldn’t be completed.

“Do you normally have service here?” I called out.

“Usually. What, you don’t have any?”

“Nope.”

“Well, it’s possible that the storm knocked out the cell towers. Happens sometimes out here.”

“Great.”

He came back with two mugs of tea and handed me one. I sniffed it while his back was turned. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, so I took a sip. It was hot and sweet, with a hint of honey.

“This is good,” I said.

“My mother’s recipe.” He sat down in the chair across from me. “Look, I know this isn’t ideal. But the storm’s not letting up anytime soon, and I saw at least three rogues on the roads earlier before I found you. It’s not safe to keep going tonight.”

“I need to get back to Moonshadow,” I said. “It’s important.”

Isaac nodded. “It’s no trouble, really. Don’t hesitate to wake me up if you need anything tonight, either. I’m a light sleeper.”

“Will do. Thanks.” I turned to head to my room—his room—but his voice stopped me.

“Oh, and Natalia?”

“Yes?” I turned and looked back at him. He was smiling still.

“There’s a lock on the bedroom door. On the inside. I just thought you’d want to know, so you feel safe. I know I’m a strange man and all that.”

My shoulders sagged a little with relief. It meant more to me that he said that than I could express. Instead, I simply smiled, thanked him again, and retreated.

Indeed, there was a lock on the door. Two, actually; a deadbolt and a lock on the doorknob. I slid both into place, then locked the window and drew the curtains tightly shut. One last time, I tried calling Damon, Grace, and even Andrei, but there was still no service.

Eventually, exhaustion took hold of me. I fell asleep quickly, bundled up in Isaac’s warm bed.