The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast novel Chapter 12

Naked, I stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in my bedroom and look at my reflection. A slight smile tugged at my lips as I observed how much my body has changed since I had first said yes to the Alpha.

Though the pale skin, sunken cheeks, and hollowed eyes were still fresh in my memory, the vibrant hue, rosy cheeks, and fuller figure were now undeniable. I can’t help but feel excited at the fact that my belly is showing, too!

It has been three months since I first stepped into this cursed place, and I have decided to stop running away from the inevitable. I’m pregnant, I am going to give birth to a child I won’t hold or see - I decided this, and I have to see it through.

Things have sort of been okay; I’ve learned to stop being terrified of the inevitable. It’s also helped that I haven’t seen Alpha Nikolaos since our dinner together. Not have I seen the old lady again, but that’s okay, I guess.

I’ve come to enjoy my quiet, and I have my journals so there’s that. Oh, and Josef, too! He’s told me a bit more about himself and apparently he’s a distant cousin of the Alpha. It would make sense that he’d put someone he trusts with me.

But Josef and Alpha Nikolaos are like night and day. I see now what the old lady meant by Josef is too soft for this world.

I step away from the mirror, embraced by this newfound courage and confidence. No matter what came my way, I would face it head-on. I was ready - no more guilt from today forward.

After getting into some warm clothing, I walk to my desk and get lost in my own thoughts again.

A knock sounds on the bedroom door just as I finish one of my last journal entries, and I tell them to enter. Josef walks in with a smile on his face, then he gestures to the back.

“I thought you might want to have your tea in the garden gazebo today; the sun’s out,” he says.

Smiling, I look at my jeans, blouse, and boots and nod. “Just let me grab a coat,” I say before I allow him to lead me outside.

The garden has sort of become my little place of heaven these last few weeks; I can sit there, staring at absolutely nothing, and still feel happy. Things might not have improved. I might still be a prisoner, but this is the most freedom I’ve had in years.

“What’s on the menu today?” I ask as I take my seat opposite him. “I’ve been craving something sweet but salty and nothing seems to-”

“Cheesecake!” Josef says in an excited tone. “I remember you complaining about your latest craving, so I asked the guys in the kitchen to prepare mini cheesecakes for you.”

I could hug him!

“That’s so sweet of you, thank you!”

I think the one thing I’ll miss about this place is Josef and his kindness. He has no reason to be kind or sweet to me. He could have simply been cold and offish since he is my so-called bodyguard. But he decided to treat me like a person and not a commodity.

“You’re welcome, Miss Mia. Let’s enjoy the last of the sun before the cold front hits tomorrow,” he says and proceeds to pour us our beverages.

Just hearing about a cold front makes me break out in an anxious sweat. I feel the pain of every snapped bone, every fracture, every break, the worst when it’s cold. Winter was brutal, and since I am slow to heal, it’s even worse.

“Are you ever going to tell me who that old lady was?” I ask for the tenth time since I last saw her, knowing the answer would remain the same.

He shakes his head and chuckles. “You know I’m not permitted to say-”

“She looks like the Alpha, so she must be a family member, right?” I interject while trying not to appear nosey. “In fact, you guys have the same shade of green eye color.”

Josef sighs. “Miss Mia, the Alpha had strict rules not to speak about his personal life or anything else that does not concern you. Please do not put me in a position to go against his orders.”

I blink back and look at him; before he would just brush it off, but now he’s actually getting upset with me. Gosh, I shouldn’t push the subject then.

“Okay, I’m sorry,” I say, and I draw my teacup to my lips. “Can you at least tell me more about yourself? Do you have a wife, a mate, or kids?”

He chuckles again, then he lightly pats my hand. “You are terribly nosey, Miss Mia. But no, I do not have any of those. I’ve sworn my life to this pack, so I can’t think about such trivial things.”

I frown. “Trivial? I hardly think those are trivial things, Josef. How will you ever find happiness if you’ve sworn your life to the pack?”

“That’s how it works in this life. I offered my life up to the Alpha, so has every other wolf here and we don’t regret the decision we made,” he says, and I can tell by the proud look on his face that he means what he’s just said.

Nodding, I’m about to dig into a mini cheesecake when something he just said makes me think. “You mention every other wolf here; who? I haven’t seen anyone else since the Alpha brought here me.”

I can feel my heart thudding against my ribcage as I struggle to answer him. What do I say to this? No one knows my real name but Mikhail, not even my father called me by the name Mirabella.

So how does this man know who I am? Just who is he?

“I haven’t told Niko if that’s what you’re worried about,” he says nonchalantly, waving his hand about.

Swallowing deeply, I ask, “What is it you want?”

This seems to get his attention and a smirk teases his lips, his eyes flashing gold, then blue again.

“This is how it’s going to work, little Omega. In about two weeks' time, I’ll send Josef on an errand and take Nikolaos away for the day. At exactly 2 PM, the warriors switch out patrols and the camera room will be left empty for about three minutes.”

I frown. “Why are you telling me this?”

He leans in close as if he’s about to kiss me, then he grins. “Because that’s the time you’ll be leaving this place, Mirabella. Three blocks away from the little town is an abandoned warehouse; you’ll find a gym bag filled with fifty thousand in cash, a plane ticket to Italy, and a new identity. Take it. Do not return.”

My breath hitches in my throat. “Why? Why would you do that?”

“That’s not your business, is it?”

“And the baby?”

He rolls his eyes. “Keep it, sell it. I don’t give a shit. Just make sure you’re out of this fucking town by sundown.” He says, popping the last of the cheesecake into his mouth and getting to his feet.

“Don’t disappoint me, or I’ll tell Niko just what I know about you. No way he would want Mikhail’s cumbag as a surrogate after that.”

With those last scathing words, he leaves the garden, aware of what he’s just done to me.