Chapter 15 - Nikolaos
Chapter 15 - Nikolaos
Perhaps I was too harsh on Josef; I should probably speak with him again tomorrow. He’s not used to
this life and it was placed on me to take him under my wing and toughen him up.
He’ll never be tough if I constantly berate him; I have to teach him our ways and guide him. As I have
said before, there’s no room for a soft heart in this pack or in the life of a mafioso. If I don’t teach him
the right way now, he’ll be dead before he turns twenty-four years old.
Maxim is sitting in front of me, cradling a glass of whiskey. “Will you be joining your brother’s auction
this year? There are talks of Dragon eggs being on the list,” he says.
“Dragon eggs?” I chuckle and shake my head. “Dragons have been extinct for a long time. If he has
Dragon eggs, then they’re either fake or petrified.”
“Still, can you imagine owning a fucking Dragon? You’d be the most powerful Alpha, not only in the
country but the fucking world!” He says, indulging his fantasies again.
“Hmm, fear is always a good way to force submission. But with that comes a whole lot of enemies,” I
remind him. “Do you think I want to go out as Caesar did with knives stuck in my back? No, thanks;
give me my city.”
He laughs. “Then give me the Dragon and I’ll rule the rest of the world under SilverCrest’s banner!” he
says as he clinks his glass against mine.
But even as I laugh, my thoughts go to her laying in that bath; supple and good enough to fucking eat.
If I were any other man, I would have no problem devouring her sweetness…but I am no ordinary man.
Beneath my exterior lay a little confused boy, wondering what the fuck he did wrong to deserve what
happened to him for five years. I’m still filled with the same hurt and anger as before, but instead of
acting out I now use it well.
I won’t ever be that helpless again; no one will wield that kind of power over me and force my
submission. Death awaits the ones who try; my hands are already stained with innocent blood, and I
am not scared to get my soul tainted, too.
“Say, Niko-”
A bloodcurdling scream rips through the air, causing Maxim and me to jump to our feet. We look at
each other, and the familiar sound of the voice makes my heart constrict with an unknown emotion.
“That’s Mia!” I call out and run out of my office, sprinting as I take large strides to her bedroom.
She shouldn’t be screaming as if she’s running for her life, she should be sound asleep by now, so
what the fuck is going on?!
I can smell the scent of a fucking Rogue and lots of blood, and when I take the corner to her bedroom, I
see the source - Josef is bleeding out on the floor. /“Maxim, get Lilah!”/ I call over the mind link just as I
burst into the room.
My heart plummets at the sight in front of me; some cunt has Mia pinned to the floor and is trying to
choke the life out of her. I allow my beast to take over and rush towards the fucker who dared to touch
what’s mine.
I rip him from her and throw him hard at the wall, then I walk to where he fell and pick him up by the
neck, slamming him against the wall again.
“Who gave you the fucking right to put your hands on my Omega?” I growl, feeling my claws sinking
into his flesh. “SPEAK! Who the fuck sent you here?!”
He chuckles, and I can tell by his eyes that he’s resigned to his fate, so I get in a few more punches to
his face and chest, listening to the melody of each of his bones shattering under my punches.
Even as I do this he doesn’t say a word or beg for his life, however, he does grin. I think it’s odd for that
moment, but then I see a piece of silver in his mouth just as he bites into it.
“FUCKER!” I growl and rip out his heart just as foam bubbles past his lips. I don’t feel anything but pure
rage and my vision goes red, knowing what the fuck he’s just done.
The cunt had a wolfsbane/silver suicide pill in his fucking mouth - whoever sent him here knew what
would happen and this asshole had no problem with it! I feel warm blood coating my hands and the
filthy stench of that Rogue permeates everything in this room.
I need to kill. I need to rip someone limb by limb for fucking with what belongs to me. Someone dared
to get past my warriors, kill my charge, and now kill the woman with my heir in her belly.
Who the fuck knows about Mia? That person is DEAD!
“Alpha N-Nikolaos…?”
Her small voice breaks through my veil of fury and the red slips from my vision. When I look down at
my hands, I see them covered in blood with various body parts strewn at my feet. I blink and my vision
returns, then I realize I lost control and truly ripped this guy apart.
I turn to face her, seeing she’s crouched on the floor and rising to her feet with blood dripping from a
gash on the side of her face. That fury boils again when I realize that fucker cut her; he got the easy
fucking way out!
I walk towards her, then as I want to take her face in my hands, she flinches. This pisses me off,
especially the way she looks up at me with terrified eyes. “Are you okay, Mia? What else did he do?”
She blinks the blood out of her eyes and shakes her head. “He…just cut my face and arms…and he
tried to…his hands….” she places her hands around her neck and her mouth pulls down in a grimace.
The more I look at her, the more I realize she’s trying to stop herself from crying. What happened to this
little rabbit that made her not even want to cry when she was so close to death?
Something in me snaps and I put my hand on the back of her neck and pull her close. She places her
head on my chest and her breathing becomes in quick spurts, but I still do not hear the unmistakable
sound of crying.
This pisses me off more for some reason.
Even as I hold her close, her arms remain at her side; she’s in shock so that’s understandable. Never
before have I felt the need to comfort someone else, much less a woman, so why does the mere sight
of her make me want to take her pain away?
“Alpha,”
I turn to see Lilah and Maxim walking into the bedroom, but they seem to be more in shock at the fact
that I’m holding Mia even though there are a thousand pieces of flesh strewn about the room.
Lilah looks at me and nods. “Josef has been taken to the infirmary; he’s still alive and we’ve managed
to give him something to rush his healing ahead. I’ve come to see to Mia,” she says, meaning she
wants to calm her down and do a check-up.
I return her nod, then I push Mia away before cupping her face again. There’s no change in her scent
or demeanor, she still looks shocked to shit. This is the property of Nô-velDrama.Org.
“Mia, Lilah needs to tend to you, okay? You can walk with her and Maxim while I-”
“No!” she exclaims, her eyes growing wide and looking terrified again. “No, please I need you to come
with me, Alpha!”
I blink at her sudden change, but then I chalk it down to her fear finally sinking in. She saw me saving
her life, so naturally, she would want me at her side. Both Maxim and Lilah wait for my reaction, and I
am sure I am leaving them just as confused as I feel.
I wouldn’t do this, normally, but right now I feel the need to protect her.
To protect what’s mine.
/“Yours?”/ Knox asks me with a raised eyebrow while looking amused, but I simply ignore him.
“Very well. Come,” I say, before turning to Maxim, who is wearing an odd expression. “Take the warriors
and check the boundaries of the pack house; this fucker got in somewhere and I want to know where!”
“Yes, Alpha,” he says and walks out of the bedroom. I know he’s going to have a few words to say to
me, but that can wait.
Lilah walks out and I follow her while I have my arm wrapped around Mia’s waist. I don’t know why my
revulsion isn’t kicking in, perhaps it's the adrenaline or anger. But I want her close to me, I want her in
my arms and to know I am protecting her.
We get to Lilah’s office and she helps Mia strip down. “Come with me over here, Mia; the Alpha will join
us as well,” she says before walking Mia towards a shower where she washes her down.
I turn my head to offer her privacy, just as I did in the bathroom where she was covered in only bubbles
and suds. When they’re done, Lilah does a check over Mia’s body but does not see any other wounds.
Only the ones on her face and arm.
“She’s healing, but very slow,” Lilah says when I turn around, seeing Mia covered up in a soft
nightgown. “The baby is okay, but he did punch her in the ribs a few times, so they are quite bruised.”
I growl, struggling and failing to contain my anger.
“I cannot give her the same thing I gave Josef to accelerate his healing, but I can give her something to
calm her down and let her sleep.” Lilah finishes off.
I nod. “She can stay in my bedroom for tonight; it’s the safest place,” I say, watching as Lilah’s eyes
grow wide at my suggestion.
“Are you certain, Alpha?” she asks.
“I am and don’t question me again. For tonight she’ll stay in my bedroom while another is being
prepared for her,” I say, then I walk over to Mia and get in my haunches in front of her.
“Let’s get you to bed, okay?” She shakes her head and I chuckle. “Don’t worry, I’ll still be there.”
Her eyes dart around the room; all the while she still hasn’t shed a tear. I don’t know what this woman
is made of, or if it’s the trauma but either way I do not like her shielding her emotions.
“O-okay,” she finally says, and after I settle her down in my bed, Lilah gives her the shot that puts her
straight to sleep.
Lilah leaves, and I stare down at the woman who has made me do the unthinkable; I thought about
someone else besides myself. I wanted to care for her and make her feel safe - I allowed her to touch
me and didn’t feel any pain.
She looks peaceful as she sleeps, with no worry etching her brow and no downturned lips as she tries
to stop herself from crying.
Beautiful isn’t the right word for this Omega; what with her full lips, thick eyelashes, brown eyes filled
with secrets, and chestnut hair I want to drag my fingers through. Not even that scar on her face
hinders my attraction.
I tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear and sigh; what is this little rabbit doing to me?
Shaking my head, I get my shit together and walk out of my bedroom knowing she’s safe. The anger is
back as I walk downstairs to join Maxim - now I just have to find out who tried to take what’s mine.