Natasha's POV

Walking out of Lucien’s room I cannot place my finger on it but there’s a lot of strange things going on with him but I guess that’s his problem, it might be pretense after all. Who knows what he’s trying to do with me now.

As I pass by the elevator leading down to the dungeon, a thought strikes me—I haven’t seen him in a while, and I should tell him about the pregnancy. Acting on impulse, I decide to take the initiative and head straight for the dungeon without much consideration. Unbeknownst to me, I’m being observed by Adam’s spy, whose presence goes unnoticed.

Sneaking into the kitchen, I cautiously scan the surroundings, making sure there are no maids or guards in sight. Spotting a pack of food conveniently placed on the table, I seize the opportunity and grab it, knowing Tyler must be starving down in the dungeon. The thought of the dungeon irritates me, and I mutter disparaging comments under my breath about the dark, dreary place.

Navigating the familiar path, I reach Tyler’