Reclaimed By My Alpha (Natalia and Andrei) novel Chapter 76

**He Knows the Door to My Soul and Who Forgot to Novel 76**

**Damon**

“I’m not Mira. I’m Natalia, Andrei’s ex-wife… And I’m alive.”

In that instant, time itself seemed to freeze, and my heart plummeted into an abyss of disbelief.

The air in the room thickened, the silence stretching like an elastic band ready to snap. Then, like a dam bursting, whispers erupted around me.

“Did she just say… Natalia?”

“Andrei’s deceased wife? The one we mourned just last week?”

“She’s been alive all this time?”

“Has Damon been keeping her locked away?”

I felt as if the ground had shifted beneath my feet, leaving me anchored to the cold, hard marble floor. There she was, swaying on that stage, a ghost from my past resurrected. Five years.

Five years of meticulous planning, of shielding her from the world, of weaving a life together—everything I had fought for shattered in the blink of an eye.

“The Alpha of Ashmoor kidnapped Andrei’s Luna…”

“Is she betraying her own pack?”

“She wouldn’t have done that. She loved us. He must have coerced her…”

All eyes turned from Natalia and landed squarely on me, a tidal wave of anger and betrayal crashing over my shoulders. I felt the walls closing in as people converged around me, their expressions twisted with fury and resentment.

I opened my mouth to speak, but no words came. My throat felt constricted, as if a vice had tightened around it.

What could I possibly say? That I had sheltered my brother’s presumed dead wife for five long years? That our entire existence had been built upon a web of deceit?

More pressing was the fear gnawing at me—how long would it be before they discovered the twins and accused me of imprisoning them as well?

I forced my gaze back to Natalia. She leaned heavily against the microphone stand, her eyes glazed, her body sagging under the weight of the revelation. She looked fragile, as if she might crumple into a heap at any moment.

With a surge of determination, I managed to push my legs into action, shoving past people who seemed to blur into the background. I had to reach her.

But I was too late.

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