The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast

Chapter 13 - Nikolaos

“What did I say about Mia meeting Ariadne?” I ask with my hands braced on my desk, fury bubbling in

my chest but I try to remain calm.

I just spotted Mia in the garden with my grandmother, and they looked like they were having a grand

old fucking time.

“I’m sorry, Alpha, but Kyría Ariadne insisted and I can’t exactly…go against her word, either. I did say

that you would not be happy about this, but she said it would be fine,” Josef, the incompetent

bodyguard says.

I cross my arms and pinch the bridge of my nose between my thumb and forefinger. “Fucking Ari…” I

trail off before opening my eyes. “How long has this been going on?”

Josef pales. “For about a week-”

“A fucking week!” I finally explode, growling. “Gods, Josef, why did you not report this to me?!”

He cringes and bows his head. “Kyría Ariadne assured me it was okay, Alpha,” he whimpers.

That goddamn woman! She knows not to meddle in my business and yet she decides to do this! If she

finds out who or what Mia really is if she just has to touch her…FUCK!

I splay my hands on my desk and breathe out a long sigh to control my temper. I’ll have to speak with

my grandmother and find out just what she wants with Mia, then I’ll take it from there.

“It’s fine, you may leave,” I say, dismissing Josef without even looking at him. If Ariadne had anything to

do with this, which I know she does, then I can’t blame him.

He has a soft heart, it’s the reason his father sent him here to toughen him up a bit. But that soft heart

will need to go if he wants to survive this pack, especially under an Alpha like me.

“Yes, Alpha,” he says before leaving my office.

I sit back in my office chair, tilt my head upward and sigh again. This is a colossal fuck up; if my

grandmother knows I have a surrogate and she’s made friends with her, then it will be harder to let Mia

go.

I’m already struggling to keep her out of my fucking mind, and now this. She’s gotten as close to me as

possible, so I need to push back in order to make myself look like an even bigger fucking monster.

“Are you going to sulk there all day, or shout at me too?”

I chuckle while still looking up at the ceiling. “You really know how to worm your way in, YaYa,” I say

with an unwanted smile on my face.

The door closes and I hear her shuffle inside, then I finally turn my head when she sits down opposite

me. She’s wearing a small smile; a smile that lets me know she’s privy to something I am not.

It’s the same smile she wore when she touched me and saw what happened to me - full of sympathy

and concern.

“Did you touch her?”

My grandmother, like Lilah, was blessed with a gift from the Goddess. Only her gift is one of either

foresight or hindsight. Whenever she touches someone, she can see a few glimpses into their past or

future.

Ariadne nods. “Briefly, and what I saw wasn’t…pleasant,” she shivers as if a chill has run up her spine,

then she sighs. “That girl…she’s lived a life full of pain and abuse, Nikki. I don’t know what you have

planned for her, but you shouldn’t go through with it.”

I brace my elbows on my desk and steeple my fingers together under my chin. “What I have planned

for her is none of your concern, YaYa. She’s signed a contract with me in exchange for her freedom

and from what I can tell, she’s quite happy with the compromise,” I say.

She lifts an eyebrow and scoffs. “Is that baby the so-called compromise?”

“Yes, it is,” I answer truthfully. “The Elders wanted an heir and I am delivering.”

At this, she shakes her head and chuckles sadly. “It seems you’ve forgotten about Masha and what her

compromise was,” she says, impaling me with her words. I know what she’s trying to do and I am

fucking annoyed that it’s working.

“That’s an unfair comparison,” I growl, shaking my head. “Masha’s death was no one’s fault but her

own. She knew what she signed up for when my father arranged that marriage to the Alpha in the

East-”

“Don’t you dare!” she exclaims, but I continue.

“The money, glitz, and glam were all she cared about until the time for an heir came; she slept around

with the help and fell pregnant, thinking the Alpha wouldn’t notice but he did,” I say with no sympathy.

“Her death and punishment was a fitting end to what she did and how she slandered our name - no one

over there will do business with us now because of her!”

My sister, Masha, was arranged to marry an Alpha who had even more money than my father. She was

always spoiled and got everything she wanted, so a marriage to a wealthy Alpha had her seeing stars.

She was also incredibly beautiful and used her beauty to get her way in life; until that Eastern Alpha

caught her fucking the pool boy. He strung her up as a warning and killed both her and her unborn

child. The unborn child was a bastard and belonged to the chef.

Ariadne shakes her head sadly before she gets to her feet. “I used to think you weren’t like him, but

you’re every bit as heartless,” she says before walking out of my office with slumped shoulders.

Heartless? Yes, I have to be. There’s no room for empathy as an Alpha; my pack and men expect me

to be this person everyone else sees.

Infallible, righteous, brave - the makings of a leader. I can’t afford to be sympathetic to a plight where I

can so clearly see who is in the wrong. Masha didn’t think about the pack when she slept around; she

was selfish and only thought about herself.

I don’t have the luxury to be selfish; the only selfish thing I did was give Mia that contract.

Thinking back to what Ariadne said about Mia and what she saw - it should make me feel pity, but it

doesn’t. Does that make me heartless? I suppose it does, but abuse and violence can either make or

break you.

I chose to not let it break me and have lived this long as a ‘fuck you’ to those who tried to stunt my

growth. Running on anger and spite is what has kept me going, that is something I am not afraid to

fucking admit.

My office door opens again and I let out a growl. “Does no one know how to fucking knock anymore?!”

“Fucking hell, Niko, I can go out if you want to,” Maxim says with a raised eyebrow.

I hang my head in my hands and sigh. “It’s fine, come on in. Do you have news?”

Maxim walks towards me with his hands in his pockets. “I’ve done what you asked of me, but are you

sure this is wise?”

The only one left to question my motives or rather, the only one brave enough to. As much as I trust

Bastien, I trust Maxim - he’s not only my cousin but my closest ally.

“We’ll see what happens now; let the chips fall where they may and take it from there,” I say with a

smirk.

This trap I have set up for Mikhail should work, and if it does I can take out two birds with one stone.

This city will be fully under SilverCrest control if all goes well and to do this I had to make a small

sacrifice.

He chuckles and leans against the fireplace. “You’re a heartless fucking bastard, you know that? And

here they all think I’m the bad one.”

“But you are the bad one, Maxim; aren’t you the one who so desperately wants the title of Alpha?” I say

in a mocking tone, and he rolls his eyes.

“You can keep the title, no matter what my fucking father wanted,” he says, then finally walks over to

my desk and sits down. “So, what now?”

“Now, we wait,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest. “Ariadne knows about Mia, by the way, and

she’s trying her best to guilt trip me into letting her stay.”

Maxim laughs, but he actually looks quite surprised at this. “Gods, how did she find out? Isn’t that

Omega confined to her bedroom?”

I shake my head. “I didn’t want her to feel like a prisoner, so I’ve allowed her to wander the grounds.

But I gave Josef strict rules to not let her go into the back at a certain time; do you think he fucking

listens?”

“That could be a problem,” he cringes, pulling a face. “You know how YaYa gets, especially after the

whole Masha debacle a few years ago.”

Don’t I fucking know it?

I get to my feet and stretch, then I remove my coat and walk towards the door. “I’m about to tell her

she’s not to talk with Ariadne again, so if you’ll excuse me.” Maxim laughs and follows me out, then he

takes a left downstairs while I walk to Mia’s room to the right.

Josef is standing with his arms crossed and looking at Mia’s door when I approach. He bows his head

low when he sees me; I can still sense the fear in his scent.

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“You haven’t spoken with her about Ariadne?”

He shakes his head. “I figured you’d want to be the one to do it, Alpha.”

I grunt, then walk inside the bedroom only to find it empty. Frowning, I go to the walk-in but don’t see

her either. It’s only when I turn around to face the bathroom, that I hear a faint splash.

Stepping quietly, I walk to the bathroom and see her in the bath surrounded by bubbles. She has her

back to the door, but I can clearly see the small protrusion of her belly out of the water.

“You should be more vigilant,” I say and hear her yelp in surprise. She jumps up way too quickly and

slips, falling out of the bath.

I don’t know why I did it, but I rush forward just as she’s about to hit the floor and she falls into my

arms. The scent I have been craving for weeks now wafts in the air, and I fail to contain a growl

rumbling in my chest.

She looks up at me with scared brown eyes and an open mouth, one I’ve dreamt of since I pleasured

her during her heat. I notice that she’s filled out nicely; there’s more meat on her bones and her body

feels supple and soft.

I don’t want to put her down, I want this to last, but I know it shouldn’t. When I look down, I see her

hand on my chest and it sends a painful feeling roaring through me - It snaps me back to the now.

“You should also be more careful,” I chastise her before placing her on the floor and turning my back on

her to grab a towel from the rack. “Vigilance is important, Mia.”

“S-sorry,” she says with a red face and covers her gorgeous body. “Josef was outside, I assumed-”

“Never assume; always have your own back and don’t trust so easily,” there I fucking go with the

advice again. Why do I care?

I cross my arms over my chest, noticing the way she’s looking at me. There’s desire plain in her eyes,

and the way she’s clenching her thighs together tells me I’m not wrong. This causes me to chuckle;

she’s supposed to be scared of me, not fucking turned on.

/“She’s not scared of you, old friend,”/ Knox says with a chuckle. /“Look at her, she wants you to bend

her over right now.”/

As much as I hate his words, I know they’re true - her sexy as fuck strawberry and cinnamon scent has

my mouth watering.

“Why are you here, Alpha?” she asks, not breaking eye contact. I can’t help but smirk, realizing she’s

taken my advice to never avert her eyes.

“I don’t want you meeting with Ariadne again, do you understand?” I say, dragging my fingers through

my hair and her eyes widen in surprise.

She seems to contemplate for a while before she nods. “Yes, Alpha. It won’t happen again, I

apologize,” she says.

I nod, then walk out of her bedroom, hoping to get my mind off things by throwing myself into my work.

She touched my chest and that familiar feeling of revulsion came over me, so it’s safe to say she’s no

different than other women.

But even as I think this, I know the image and feel of her are branded onto me now.