Chapter Six

ALPHA NIKOLAI

“Fucking hell,” I cursed under my breath as I shut the door behind me, catching my bottom lip between my teeth as the ringing in my ears faded and I spread out the wrinkled paper between my fingers.

Rays Banks, the daughter of a merchant tailor from the main city was wanted for absconding from the royal palace.

I balled the paper in my hand, gritting my teeth as the implications ran through my mind.

My brother was as merciless as he was ugly, but you would never tell from his dastardly good looks, the straight line of his spine, and the lopsided smirk that seemed to be permanently etched on the line of his bow-shaped lips.

I knew how the village maidens daydreamed of him in the fields and farms, wishing for a dark prince that would whisk them from their sad little lives, up until he pressed the pointy tip of his sword at their throats.

He would not give up easily, not without a fight. It didn't help in the least bit that I was spoiling for one.

I cast my thoughts back to