The Lycan King novel Chapter 64

Nikolai

"Do you want her to come now?" I growled at Max as we walked down the stairs to the living room.

He pressed his lips together. "Fine. You were right. Bringing her there, in front of him is a bad idea," he agreed. "But then convincing him to come with me to attack the pack will be very difficult."

"I'll be sure to piss him off good. And since when do you have a problem with playing games and manipulating people?" I snapped.

"Since never." He said without any heat, making me feel like a dick.

"I have something to say that you would like to hear, brother." Max's voice turned serious. "The word is that his club in opening on thirty first December. It's going to be both—new years party and the opening celebration. I'm going to call him to my club on Christmas eve. I normally have a big party and I can say I have extra security and more people in because of that. And 'Maximilian Romanoff' would want my mate back before Christmas so twenty fourth December is the ideal date."

"Today is the eighteenth. So that gives you one week to train the Natalia," I muttered.?Fuck.

He cracked his knuckles and gave Nat a smirk. "It's going to be more than enough for me. And I'm going to have so much fun."

"Sure about this?" I asked Nat.

"More than anything in the world." There was a glint in her eye when she said that. A glint that promised vengeance and blood.

"I want you to arrange for a fully equipped house that is isolated. I don't want anyone barging because they heard some screams or smelled blood. I will also need a human slave to come in once a day with food during lunch time." Max told me.

"You will have it by tomorrow morning." I told him and with a final nod, I left them there.

I went to the dining room and Dimitri, Andrei and Mikhail stopped having their dinner. A sign of respect.

"We have a war coming soon. Andrei, I want you to start preparing all the wolves, except children under the age of eighteen and pregnant women. Everyone will train in the morning as well as in the evening." I told him.

"Yes, Alpha." He nodded.

"There are a couple of changes in the plan that we discussed in the conference room- Ava will not be coming with us. Also, Christmas eve is the day of execution."

"Mikhail, I want you to ready the abandoned cottage in the middle of the woods and equip it before dawn. I do not want anyone roaming in the woods for the next week. Max will be training Natalia there all week. No one will disturb them. After that is done, you will look after all the weapons will we need in the fight. Along with the safety arrangements."

"Yes, Alpha." He nodded.

"Dimitri, take care of the kids and prepare a strategy for the security positioning of Max's club—Club Ekstaz." I told him.

"Yes, Alpha." He nodded.

"Every night after dinner, we all will meet in the conference room and make the war strategy, effective from tomorrow." I told them.

"Yes, Alpha." They echoed.

"Continue with your dinner. April, serve a plate and bring it to my room." I told her and she nodded, hurrying to serve the plates.

I turned around walked out. I smelled Max standing somewhere in the vicinity and I knew he had heard everything but I didn't feel like staying and chatting.

I walked to my bedroom and saw Ava sitting on the side of the bed, her head lowered as she twiddled with her thumbs and her hair fell around her her like a curtain, shielding herself from me.

Her head snapped up upon my arrival and she stood up and hesitantly walked towards me. "I'm sor—." She murmured.

"Don't." I cut her off harshly, making her flinch.

Good. Because I'm mad. No, I'm beyond mad, I'm furious.

There was a knock on the door and Ava kept her eyes on me.

"Come in." I said loudly, knowing it was April. She came in with a plate and looked at me for further instructions.

I looked at Ava. "Have dinner and then go to sleep."

She opened her mouth, to probably protest but then thought better of it and closed it again.

Once she took the plate from April, I turned away from her and walked towards my desk. I took out my cigars, something I hadn't done in a while. I plucked one out and walked to the balcony and leaned against the glass railing as I lit it up and took a deep breath it.

It made me feel calmer.

"Please, Nik. I'm sorry." Ava said softly as she walked towards me. She eyed the cigar in my hand with concealed distaste but I caught it easily.

When she was in front of me I took a deep puff and blew the smoke in her face. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips together.

"What are you going to do now, Avalyn? Throw me off the balcony?" Low blow. I know. But right now, I didn't give a shit.

"I said I'm sorry." She clutched my hand.

"It means horseshit to me." I snorted. "You're always sorry. But you go right ahead and do it again."

"I mean it this time." She whispered, her eyes holding unshed tears.

I took another puff. But I blew the smoke in the cold, empty night.

"So the other times were just empty promises?" I was goading her. I know it. But mean words just spewed out of my mouth.

She hurt me.

"I -I didn't say that. I mean—" her face pinched with frustration. "I meant it all the times. But this time, I really,?really?mean it." She bit her lip before looking straight at me.

"Go and sleep Avalyn. I'm not in the mood to listen to your empty promises right now." I turned away from her and focused on my cigar.

I felt her going on her knees but I caught her by her elbow and yanked her straight up.

"Stop with this already. I'm not your Master." I hissed. "Don't disrespect what we once had with your insolence. I'm not going to be your Master only when you are happy and then have you push me around when you are angry."