Taking Alpha's Twins Away After Divorce



Natalia's eyes began to change from blue to black. She had no idea what was going on. The flame was growing hotter around her.

She could feel the heat on her body.

She was not afraid of herself but of her unborn child.

"Now what am I going to do?"

She tried to stand up, but she realized that her ankle was hurt.

She tried to collect herself and looked around to see if there were any gaps. But she had no way of getting out of the fire.

She turned her focus to the urn.

"What was inside that caused the fire?"

She examined it carefully. Her eyes widened as she observed the ashes blending with the air and dissipating. She looked out the window and saw the moon.

The ashes appeared to be desperate to fly away through the air, and the moonlight was providing the power. If it was a war and she had to fight the wolves, she could have handled it.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

But how would she fight against fire?

Natalia sat up straight and pressed her palms on the floor to stand up. She hissed as she felt pain in her legs. She did not know why, but her legs were getting heavier as if something was pulling her to the floor.

With all the strength she had, she stood up, putting all the pressure on one leg.

Even if she jumped, she would get burned.

What should she do now?

Her body could not withstand the heat. She felt her head start to spin around.

She shut her eyes and shook her head.

"No, no. Not now."

Her body collapsed on the ground in the midst of the fire.

Her palm, which had nearly healed from opening the door, was pierced by the sharp flank of the broken urn.

Her bloodied palm swept across the floor. She wanted to get away from the fire.

She was not alone. She was carrying an unborn child. She could not die like that.

At that moment, she had no other choice but to scream for help.

"HELP!"

*PLEASE SOMEONE HELP!*

She realized that she should not have opened the door.

Her eyes welled up with tears. Her only thought was to figure out a solution. She had no idea that her actions would lead to unintended consequences.

"I am sorry, my child," she said, sobbing.

Her powerful body could not do anything against the fire.

She did not know what the star lines were.

It was the strongest power lines that came together to form a star in the Witch's world. It was pentagram that could be used to both imprison and empower evil witches.

It was something that she should not have crossed. She broke an urn that was supposed to be broken. The ashes were blown into the air, which should not have left the room.

Despite the light of fire, she saw darkness slowly envelope her.

She began to lose consciousness.

Only one name came to her mind at that time.

Her heart began to call his name, for fear of losing their child.

Her wolf, Nancy, howled inside, pleading for help to survive.

Natalia slowly closed her eyes, her hands clutching her belly. Before she passed out, she tried calling her mate one last time in her heart.

"Adrian..."