The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast novel Chapter 19

My heart is sitting in my throat.

They put me back in the bedroom I have been sleeping in, but that was more than three days ago. I’ve not heard anything from the Alpha, Maxim and Josef haven’t come in here either. I’ve truly become a prisoner; with locked doors and barred silver windows.

All alone in here with nothing but my thoughts and wondering if I’m getting out of this city alive. Will Alpha Nikolaos still honor our contract or does it become void since I lied to him? Gods, this would all be easier if he would actually speak with me!

I thought I was doing the right thing by leaving. I thought by getting out of here, the danger would follow me and not remain here to torture people who actually cared about me. But how wrong was I?

Everything was a trap from the get-go.

There’s no point in hiding things anymore, I suppose. I can tell him what he wants to know and there would be no consequence. If I die in this pack house, then that would be the end of my misery; at least then I know I would bring a child into this world.

How did this all go so wrong? I truly am so naive.

The bedroom door unlocks and I immediately jump to my feet to see Josef walking in with a tray of food. He doesn’t meet my gaze yet again, just walks in and places the tray on my night stand.

“Josef,” I call out when he reaches the door to leave. “Please, talk to me.”

He visibly stiffens. “What exactly do you want me to say?”

“Anything,” I respond, hugging my body closer. “How are you? Have you healed?”

Josef scoffs and crosses his arms. “I am fully healed from nearly dying while trying to save a lying-” he stops himself and takes a breath, then a pained look crosses his face. “I trusted you, Miss Mia; but knowing that you knew who you were all this time…rather not speak to me so casually anymore.”

With that, my only friend walks out of the door, leaving me feeling like the biggest traitor in the world. I shouldn’t expect him to understand why I lied, but at least I tried to make amends.

I wander towards my food, knowing I should eat but not tasting anything as it goes down. This is all so normal to me, being treated like dirt, bound, and gagged when I tried to explain my motives.

My heart clenches when the realization hits me that Alpha Nikolaos is no different from Mikhail. Those light, tender touches were a ploy; comforting me, a means to soften me before dealing the final blow.

All while making Maxim out to be the villain.

After finishing my meal, I walk to my desk in an attempt to get my feelings on paper but nothing comes out. I haven’t been able to journal since they locked me up, whereas before my words flowed freely.

“Pappa was right; you really are only a dumb whore,” I chastise myself while hanging my head in my hands. “Trying to solve your problems by spreading your legs and renting out your womb.”

The scoff nearly turns into a sob, but I stop myself just in time as the lock on my door rattles again. I don’t even bother to look at Josef entering again, there will be nothing left to say anyway, so what’s the point?

“Didn’t I say vigilance is important?”

My blood runs cold at the sound of Alpha Nikolaos’ voice. I turn my head to look at the door, seeing him and not Josef standing there and watching me closely. He has his hands in the pockets of his black jeans, the white t-shirt he’s wearing sitting tight around his muscle-bound body.

This man is absolutely gorgeous, and that is my downfall.

“What does vigilance matter if I am going to die, anyway?” I say, getting to my feet and threading my hands together in front of me.

He regards me with a stony expression, while languidly running his gaze over my body. There’s something in his eyes that I just cannot place; something resembling betrayal but why should he feel betrayed? The only thing I lied about was my name and the fact that I can’t remember much.

“Who says you’re going to die, kouneláki? I didn’t give you permission to die yet, did I?”

I scoff at this. “Do you own my body now, Alpha Nikolaos?”

“As long as my heir is in your belly, yes,” he says, sauntering over to me with his crimson eyes blazing. “Every inch of you belongs to me, Mia, I’m sure you know that.”

I take a step back as he advances toward me, but he does not stop. He backs me up against my desk, then he cages me in by placing his hands on the desk at my waist. I can smell the whiskey on his breath as he glares down at me, the terror in my heart giving way to something else.

Lust.

I force the pain down as it threatens to consume me; this man wants to know everything, then I will tell him.

“Mikhail is the reason behind all the assassinations of my father’s children; the last gas explosion at my half-sister’s home was something he planned for weeks. The final person he’s killing is my father’s wife at her birthday dinner.”

“That’s a week from now,” Alpha Nikolaos says, shaking his head in disbelief.

I nod. “Yes. It will happen at the Cotroni mansion. Mikhail will be there and wanted to bring me along to formally announce our engagement, only to leave ten minutes before the explosions go off. After he eliminates my father, I will be the only Cotroni blood heir. Mikhail planned to claim me and make me his Luna, using my name to become Alpha over my father’s territories.”

That’s it. That’s everything Mikhail didn’t want the world to know and he told me his plans while torturing me daily, knowing there was nothing I could do.

Alpha Nikolaos has his arms crossed with his one hand over his mouth as if contemplating. I cannot place the emotion on his face, he doesn’t seem happy or excited at this news. Did he know all this already while pretending not to? I wouldn’t put it past him anymore.

“So this is why Mikhail’s men came into my territory to retrieve you? You’re vital to their Alpha’s plans?” he asks and I nod.

“That and I stabbed him with a silver dagger before fleeing; I am sure he’s itching to punish me after all this time,” I say, chuckling sadly. I’ll probably spend all my time strung up on his silver chains with my muscles continually tearing and slowly healing.

He nods, then moves his hands to the pockets of his jeans. “I wish you would have been honest with me from the get-go, Mia. This could all have been avoided if you told me the truth,” he says.

I shake my head. “After knowing nothing but abuse all my life from people who were supposed to love and protect me, I don’t trust anyone; especially not Alphas.”

The crimson slips out of his eyes and it’s replaced with surprise; even the anger in his scent is gone after this. He looks at me as if he’s not sure what to say, then he nods and moves towards the door.

“Thank you for your honesty,” he says, before walking out.

Coming clean feels good; finally explaining myself and having nothing to hide is liberating. The lies had started becoming more difficult to bear, the stories too much to keep up with. But at least I’ve told him everything now; he can do with the truth as he wishes.

Sighing. I walk over to my bed and curl up, hoping sleep takes me this time.