Todos los capítulos de Alpha Romanov: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Valeria:I should have known the quiet would not last.The estate had been celebrating all day, and by late afternoon I had finally slipped back toward the private wing with the intention of doing absolutely nothing until dinner. Yelena had already lectured me about food, rest, water, ceremonies and roughly fifty other things she believed a pregnant Romanov Luna needed to know. Nikolai had somehow become worse than her despite having known about the pregnancy for less than two days.I was smiling to myself when I heard Elena behind me.“Enjoying yourself?” she asked.I stopped and turned slowly. She stood several feet away with her arms folded and a face that was composed in a way that put me on edge. Not because she looked angry. Because she looked too calm.“Elena,” I said. “I didn’t expect you to be here.”“Well, you forgot that I lived here, it seems. But no issues, I am here.” She said, shrugging. Her eyes moved over me and then toward my stomach and my smile faded. “I heard congr

Valeria:I waited for him to answer and watched his face as if the question had opened something he had kept locked away for years. For a long moment he said nothing. He simply stood there, looking at me with a weight in his eyes I had never seen before.I had expected denial, maybe anger, perhaps even for him to tell me Elena had lied and that I had been foolish to listen. If I was honest with myself, part of me expected him to walk away.To my surprise, he stayed… and I watched as his jaw tightened and when he finally spoke his voice was lower than usual.“I did not know how to tell you.” He said, looking away from me.“So it is true,” I said.He looked at me. “Yes.”“What happened?” I said, crossing my arms over my chest as I watched his eyes break, almost making me regret even the idea of asking him.He looked away and I had never seen him look uncertain like that. Even when he was angry there was always control beneath it. Now there was something else… it was pain, but one that he

Viktor:The door slammed behind Nikolai and the sound rattled the frame.For a long moment, no one moved. My office looked as though a storm had torn through it. Papers littered the floor, a chair lay on its side, and my desk had been shoved several inches out of place.Elena stood near the wall with one hand still pressed to her throat. I looked at her, truly looked at her, and whatever sympathy I had felt moments ago vanished beneath a surge of anger.“What were you thinking?” I asked.Her eyes widened. “Father…”“No,” I said, and my voice cut through the room. She fell silent. I stepped closer. “You knew about the curse. And you knew what happened to Nikolai’s mother.”“I…”“And you still went to his pregnant wife and told her that her husband might kill her?” I said, stopping her.Her expression hardened. “She deserved to know.”“That is not the point,” I said. “You know very well that you couldn’t give two fucks about whatever she had in mind about the curse, and if you had it in

Valeria:Viktor’s office looked exactly as Elena had described. A chair lay pushed out of place, papers were scattered across the floor, and a crack ran along one corner of the desk that I was almost certain had not been there before. The sight did nothing to improve my mood.Viktor stood by the window when I entered, he didn’t even bothering turning around as he stared into space.“You should be resting,” he said without looking at me.I closed the door behind me. “I have been told that several times,” I replied.“Then perhaps start listening,” he said, and the cold in his voice made it clear why Elena had been frightened. This was not the Viktor I knew. He was usually controlled, even when angry. His shoulders were rigid, his hands were clenched behind his back, and the room felt full of a slow, dangerous pressure.“Viktor,” I said. “We need to talk.”“No,” he answered.I frowned. “No?”“You are carrying Nikolai’s child, still recovering from being sick, and standing in the middle o

Valeria:Nikolai never came back.I realized it the moment I opened my eyes the next morning. His side of the bed was untouched and the sheets felt cold beneath my hand. For a long second I lay there, staring at the empty space where he should have been.I had waited for him all night. At first, anger kept me awake. I rehearsed everything I would say when he finally walked through the door. Being my Alpha did not give him the right to silence me as his wife. I had not gone to Viktor to undermine him, and slamming a door in my face did not make him right.As the hours dragged on, my anger faded into something harder to bear. By midnight, I was no longer waiting for an apology. I only wanted him to come home. I fell asleep listening for the door, but it never opened.I pushed myself upright and rubbed my face. Something felt wrong with my stomach. At first, I blamed hunger. I had not eaten since yesterday afternoon, despite Yelena reminding me that pregnancy and missed meals were a terri