Todos los capítulos de Alpha Romanov: Capítulo 61 - Capítulo 70

Elena:My father waited until we were deep in the western corridor before speaking. Somehow, his silence felt heavier than any question. He had always known how to use it, in meetings when someone talked too much, in arguments when he wanted the truth to slip out, and through all the years he suspected I was hiding something. Getting older had not made me immune.We walked for several minutes before I glanced at him and said, “What?”He kept looking ahead and answered, “You tell me.”I shrugged, hoping to brush the conversation aside. “I do not know what you mean.” Even to me, the words sounded weak.“That usually means you know exactly what I mean,” he replied without turning. “And it also means that you are trying to hide something.”“Father,” I sighed, because the word felt like a small surrender. “What were you doing with Santos?” He asked, stopping me.“Training,” I said.“I saw that,” he answered.“Then why are you asking?” I asked, hoping the question might end it.He stopped.

Nikolai:I woke when Valeria pulled away so suddenly that, for one disoriented second, I thought something had scared her. She clapped a hand over her mouth and stumbled toward the bathroom, her eyes wide and her face pale. I was out of bed before I could think.She barely made it to the toilet before dropping to her knees. I crouched beside her, pulling her hair away from her face with one hand and resting the other against her back. Her shoulders tightened beneath my palm, and I rubbed slow circles between them as another wave hit.“Easy,” I said, though my voice felt too loud in the small room.She made a miserable sound, and I stayed beside her until it passed. When she finally leaned against the cool tile, her breathing was uneven and exhaustion had settled over her again. I hated seeing her like this. Yesterday, she had seemed better. Her fever had broken, her headache had eased, and she had eaten enough for me to believe that whatever had made her sick was finally letting her g

Valeria:I was still trying to let the idea settle, I’m pregnant, when Nikolai decided we should tell everyone.He sat beside me on the bed, one hand still resting over my stomach as if staying there long enough might make the news more real. I watched his fingers move slowly, almost reverently, and smiled.“You know there’s nothing to feel yet,” I said softly, covering his hand with mine.“I know,” he murmured. “I just like knowing our baby is there.”“You’ve been touching my stomach for almost an hour.”“I know.”I laughed. There was no point arguing. Every few minutes his face shifted into the same expression: wonder. Nikolai Romanov did not look surprised often. I had seen him angry, amused, impatient, but this was different, soft, unguarded. It made him almost unrecognizable in the best way.“We should tell them,” he said after a while, though his hand never left mine. “I am talking about the pack, we are going to need to announce it to them and the council.”I pushed myself up o

Elena:The news reached me before lunch.I was sitting at my vanity when a young maid hurried past my open door, whispering to another girl. I barely paid attention at first. Since Valeria’s arrival, the household had found something new to gossip about every other day. Then I caught what she said.The Luna is pregnant.Everything in me went still. I stared at my reflection while the girls laughed and hurried away. For a moment, I told myself I had misheard them. Then bells rang from the lower courtyard. Not alarm bells. Celebration bells, reserved for news about the Alpha family.I shoved back from the vanity, the chair scraping across the floor. No. My face had gone pale in the mirror, my jaw tight with an emotion I refused to name. I opened the door, and this time there was no mistaking the announcement.Alpha Romanov and Luna Valeria are expecting their first child.The Romanov line will continue, and the pack will celebrate… the only one left in this game would be me…Servants smi

Nikolai:Viktor was in his office when I went to see him that afternoon, buried behind a mountain of paperwork. Sometimes I wondered if he let it pile up on purpose just so he would have something to complain about.He glanced up when I entered and pushed the report aside. I had come to discuss the formal celebration and the council’s plans for Valeria’s schedule, but the smile on his face told me he had something else to say first.“Congratulations, Nikolai,” he said.I smiled as I crossed the room. He rose and held out his hand, then caught me off guard by pulling me into a brief, almost fatherly embrace. “I mean it,” he said, patting my shoulder before stepping back. “I am happy for you. I didn’t think that it was true when I first heard the news, but it seems that the two of you have been active enough.”“Viktor…” I muttered, and he chuckled.“She is your wife, and it is natural.” He teased, and I shook my head at the man who I knew was clearly enjoying this a lot more than he sho