The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast novel Chapter 25

I woke up this morning and felt the flutters again; I went to bed and felt them, as if the baby was saying good morning and goodnight to me. I know this is normal, and I know this is supposed to happen but no one mentioned how attached I’d feel.

“Are you still having morning sickness, Mia?” My attention snaps to Dr. Lilah as she looks at the clipboard in her hand. “What about the dizzy spells and brain fog?”

I shake my head. “They’ve all eased up in the last two weeks or so, but I do feel more tired than usual.”

She nods. “All normal. Have you felt movement at all?”

Sighing, I look down at my belly and the baby does another flutter before I answer. “It started a day ago; light flutters.”

Dr. Lilah perks up and claps her hands together. “Oh, fantastic! That’s the best news I’ve heard all month!” she gushes, writing down something else on her clipboard.

After this, she refills my vitamin prescription and I go on my way. My weekly check-ups have been stretched to monthly, so I don’t see Dr. Lilah as often as I used to. I suppose it’s good since I hate the way she eases my worries with a touch alone.

I walk the hallways with Josef, but he’s still refusing to speak with me. I gave up trying to talk to him again, so now I’m left alone with my own thoughts…and a baby moving in my belly.

Five months…I have just under five months left here if my father doesn’t say anything about marrying Alpha Nikolaos. There’s no room to get attached to anything or anyone here; I can make my own way without them.

However, as Josef opens my bedroom door and I see the outline of Alpha Nikolaos at my bedroom window, I know getting out of here soon isn’t an option.

He’s standing with his back to us wearing nothing but gray sweatpants, wearing no shirt, and showing off his muscled tattooed back. Every inch of his skin is covered in them, with flecks of silver-healed skin ruining the massive pair of black wings taking up his back. It matches, though - it looks like those wings were meant to be ruined.

How can someone so dangerous look so beautiful?

“You can leave, Josef,” he says, still not turning around. Josef then walks out and closes the door behind him and that’s when Alpha Nikolaos turns around to face me.

His usually slicked back hair is hanging loose, not something I am used to seeing. Like this, he looks less like the fearsome mafia leader and more animalistic, especially when his eyes briefly flash crimson.

“You’re back,” I breathe out, still rooted in place by the sight of this man bare-chested in my room.

He smiles and my heart does a little flip. “I am, but I have news…something you might not be happy with,” he says, walking over to me with his hands in the pockets of his sweats.

I knew it already. He wouldn’t have come to me right after getting home and cleaning up if it wasn’t important. The question remains, what did my father tell him?

“You don’t look too happy about what this could be,” I say as I take in the way his jaw clenches, then he shakes his head.

“I’m not too thrilled at what Giovanni is making me do, but if it means his death, I will do it,” he says, coming to a stop in front of me.

I peer up at him, his spicy leather scent causing my head to swim and my heart to beat faster. Alpha Nikolaos frowns, then he draws his hand to my chin and strokes it with the pad of his thumb.

“Your heart is beating faster the more you look at me. Do I still scare you, little rabbit?” he asks with an arched eyebrow, and I shake my head.

“No, you’re just…overwhelming me right now, Alpha,” I admit while still looking into his eyes.

He chuckles, a low thrum in his chest and it makes my stomach coil tight. “Apologies, I don’t mean to be…overwhelming. I’ve come to give you this,” he says, then he takes my left hand and slides something onto my finger.

The world comes to a stop and I look down to see a beautiful gold band with a simple diamond in the middle and red and blue smaller gemstones accents…on my ring finger - an engagement ring.

I suck in a breath and my other hand goes to my mouth. “My father?”

Alpha Nikolaos nods. “He wants to make it official at his wife’s birthday banquet next week…and he wants me to bring you along as he announces it.”

I feel as if a cold bucket of ice has been toppled over my head, and that excitement now gives way to fear. “He…wants…” I trail off as something else occurs to me. “No! No, Mikhail will be there! I can’t do that! I can’t-!”