The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast novel Chapter 47

“Mia, wait,” Niko pulls me back and a look of concern slips into his eyes. “Please don’t do anything rash, okay? These women-”

“Are nothing but cowards,” I say and pull my arm out of his grip. “The only thing they know how to do well is corrupt children; they’re cowards.”

His lips are a thin line and I know he’s a ball of anxiety right now, so I get on my tiptoes and give him a chaste kiss. “I pull my strength from you, my love, you can do the same to me. Let me help you through this.”

If we’re right and his abusers are in there along with Lilah, then this will be the first time he’ll be facing them since they left him for dead. How will he react to seeing them, and is this wise?

Nodding, he takes a deep breath and takes my hand in his before calling the Gammas and Maxim over the mind link.

/“We’re heading towards them now; surround them and stay back until my go-ahead,”/ he says and they respond with ‘Yes, Alpha.’ Then he takes my hand, kisses the back of it and we walk to where I can sense Ares.

I know I should be more concerned for the safety of my son, but right now I am too angry to be worried. Besides, with Niko at my side I don’t need to be worried, right? He’ll fight for us, won’t he? I trust in my Alpha and I trust him to make the right choices, but in the face of the two women who did unspeakable things to him...where do I fall?

Muffled voices are up ahead, unfamiliar voices, and they seem to be arguing over something. “Up ahead,” I say and Niko squeezes my hand.

The shipping container we enter is dimly lit, and I smell those same three scents as before. There’s no use being quiet in here since our footsteps echo through the place, and as soon as we step inside, two pairs of emerald green eyes turn to face us.

Lilah stands off to the side with her head bowed, shame radiates from her usual sweet scent as she holds Ares in her arms. The other two figures, the ones with cruelty and bloodlust in their scents, are looking at us with amused expressions.

They look like Niko and Bastien - same color hair, green eyes, high cheekbones, and tall build. They’re both dressed in black leather and holding silver-tipped whips in their hands.

“Well,” one says and walks towards us with a smirk, crossing her arms. “If it isn’t my unwanted son.”

I hear Niko suck in a breath and fear shoots through his mark on my neck as he grips my hand so tight that I’m scared he’ll break it. My gaze goes to him standing next to me, but he has frozen in place with sweat dotting his brow and his breathing coming in brief spurts.

This is to be expected…she is the one who cut his soul deep enough to leave several gaping wounds. He’s facing off against the woman who made him feel like less of a man.

I grit my teeth and walk forward, ripping my hand from his steely grip. “What do you want with my son?” I ask with a raised voice.

Niko’s mother cackles when her eyes fall on me. “Oh, the little mouse speaks, does she?”

“Mouse?” I scoff, meeting her gaze with the anger of my own. “I am Luna of the SilverCrest pack and you’re nothing but a disgrace of a mother. So I’ll ask again; what do you want with my son?”

She raises her eyebrow at me and giggles. “So, you’re Luna, are you? You think that title you wield is enough to scare me?” she asks, shaking her head. “Let me show you real power.”

Pulling her gaze from mine, she looks past me and straight at Niko. “Gonátise, skýlos,” she says in a voice full of authority and what happens next breaks my heart into tiny little pieces and a wave of fury has me in its grasp.

Nikolaos, my powerful Alpha, falls to his knees and kneels in front of her with his head bowed low.

Her sister joins in her mocking laugh as I stand, looking horrified. “What did you do?!” I cry out, falling to my knees next to him. “Niko, my love, stand up!”

She steps close to us before I could react and I feel the kiss of the silver barbs of her whip slices my skin. I cry out and fall forward, bracing myself on my arms before another smack of the whip slices through my skin.

“I told my good little dog to kneel, and even after all these years, he listens,” she cackles, cracking the whip over my back again.

“Niko…” I trail off, pushing my tears back. “Please, get up!”

He doesn’t move, but I can see the blank look in his eyes, as if his brain has switched off to what is happening around him. I should call for the Pente, but I don’t want them seeing their Alpha like this and sensing his weakness. This is something he needs to deal with without the prying eyes of those who look up to him.

Her laugh fills the container and dread creeps into my stomach when she goes down on her haunches in front of me. She grabs my face and elongates her claws, digging them into my cheeks.

“Did you really think if you loved him hard enough, you could get rid of me?” she scoffs, flashing me a sweet smile. “Sweet girl, Nikolaos is nothing but a slave masquerading as an Alpha. He’s a tool to be used, that’s all he’ll ever be.”

“You’re wrong!” I growl, feeling the silver draining me. After losing blood while giving birth and now this…I don’t think I’ve healed as much as I should have.

She tuts. “That must be the wolfsbane speaking. But now that I have your attention, I’ll tell you what I have in store for my little grandson,” she says, then smirks when she sees the horrified look on my face.

“Apologize to him,” I growl. “And mean it.”

His mother laughs, the blood on her neck bubbling. “I will not apologize for what I did. Why lie about something I so thoroughly enjoyed taking part in-”

Niko’s fist slams through her chest and she chokes back a sob, staring at the broken man she’s created. His anger pushes away her arrogance, and she claws onto his arm, coughing blood into his face. “Nik-”

He squeezes her heart and pulls it from her chest, then drops it to the floor and uses his claws to behead her right in front of me. His breathing is ragged, his eyes a darker crimson than before, and his heart beating so fast that I cannot keep up.

I take a tentative step toward him and place a hand on his shoulder. This makes his bloodthirsty gaze land on me, but instead of fear gripping my heart, it’s pride even as he snarls at me.

“Nikolaos,” I say gently, cupping his face with my bloodied hands. “I am so proud of you, my love.”

He blinks as he looks at me; the snarl slipping back into a look of disbelief, and he crumbles to the floor, taking me with him. “I…I killed her,” he stammers, placing a fist to his heart as if to stop its incessant beating. “Mia, I-”

I draw my forehead to his and sigh. “You’re an Alpha; don’t you dare kneel to anyone again,” I say, and am about to place a kiss on his lips when a piercing cry snaps me back to the now and vengeance leaves my body like mist in the sun.

Scrambling to my feet, I rush over to where Lilah placed Ares on the floor and scoop him up into my arms. “Oh, my love,” I coo, rocking him back and forth to calm him down. “Shh, it’s okay, mommy is here.”

As I hold on to Ares, the gravity of what I’d just done hits me and a sob tears me in two. The scent of blood and fear permeates the container and disbelief over what transpired sets into my heart.

I killed two people with my bare hands; ripped them apart without even thinking, and I enjoyed it. Does this make me a monster like them?

/“No, you protected your family; we protected your family,”/ Star says, growling. /“Your gift guided you, you should be proud, Mira.”/

Even as Star attempts to console me, all I can think about is how much I enjoyed ripping out their heart and watching the fear in their eyes. These people abused and betrayed Niko. They wanted to take my child and do the same to him.

I shouldn’t feel guilty…so why do I?