CalistaAs Levi and I drive towards the hotel for our mini honeymoon, my mind races with a mix of emotions. I’m excited, of course, but also undeniably nervous. The idea of what’s to come, this new chapter with Levi, is both exhilarating and intimidating. Levi, with his rough edges and protective nature, has opened up a part of me I didn’t even know existed. He’s shown me that beneath the façade of the spoilt heiress, there’s a tenderness, a vulnerability that I’ve never exposed to anyone else.As we pull up to the hotel, it’s like stepping into a dream. The hotel is elegant and understated, its ambiance a perfect reflection of our relationship.Walking into the hotel room, I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. The room is beautiful, a perfect blend of luxury and comfort. The soft lighting and the plush bed seem to beckon us, promising a night of intimacy and connection.Levi pulls me close, his front to my back as his lips brushing against my ear. “Are you okay, Princess?” he wh
Epilogue Armata / Levi Six months have passed since Calista and I tied the knot, and now it’s time to take her home to my pack. I can sense her nervousness as we drive toward the estate, her hands fidgeting slightly. I reach over, taking her hand in mine, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t worry, Princess,” I say, trying to ease her anxiety. “You’re going to fit right in. They’re going to love you.” She gives me a small, nervous smile. “I hope so, Levi. I just want to make a good impression.” “Where’s that kick-ass attitude from when I met you, hmm?” I tease her with a wink, and she hits my shoulder lightly. “Don’t make fun of me! This is all new to me, okay!” she says, biting her bottom lip. I sigh. “I know, baby, I’m just trying to make you smile.” As we approach the estate gates, I feel a familiar sense of homecoming. I squeeze Calista’s hand again as we drive through, her grip on my hand tightening slightly. When the car pulls up to the main pack house, my heart swells
I don’t know how long I’ve been running for, but I can no longer feel the soles of my feet. My sides ache from trying to breathe with fractured ribs, one side of my face is bruised and the silver bullet they shot at me grazed my upper arm.Beaten, bloody, and running for my life in the thick snow.Turning my head, I look behind me to see if I’ve lost my assailants only to see one of them raise their arm. The black Beretta glistens in the sunlight and I zigzag again so the wolfsbane bullet simply grazes my leg and I stumble.Regaining my footing, I only see in front of me and continue running ignoring the way my foggy breath is hindering my vision. “Nowhere to hide, little Omega whore! The boss has big plans for you after what you did!” one of them calls out and it motivates me to run even faster.I need to push past the pain and freezing cold to get to safety; I can’t suffer under the thumb of that abusive monster for another second. I would rather die than go back there!Quickly, I
The sounds of monitors beeping rouse me from my sleep, but the sterile scent of a hospital is what makes my eyes shoot open. I have only ever been in a hospital once and that was to see my mother before she died, but I will never forget the smell. Even on my worst days when Mikhail would punish me with a silver whip, he would never take me to a hospital to heal up. This can only mean one thing…I’m not where I’m supposed to be.I sit up way too quickly and my head spins; my hand quickly flies to a throbbing head, but I don’t dare cry out. Showing something hurts you is the first sign of weakness and after everything I’ve been through, I am anything but weak.The question remains; where the hell am I?I remember running from Mikhail’s men, bleeding and bruised, but from what I can tell, I am mostly healed now. I ran into an alley and looked behind me, only to run straight into a brick wall. No, that’s wrong; I ran into someone, a man with red Alpha eyes. He pushed me into an open door
I look at the man in front of me, still imposing even as he’s seated, and I wonder if I’ll make it out alive. Mikhail hated this man, the Alpha known as Nikolaos Ioannides, a Greek mafia boss who owns half of the city Mikhail deemed as his. What will happen once he finds out who I truly am? Will he use me as bait to kill Mikhail? Not that Mikhail will care about my life, just what my bloodline could mean to an Alpha like him. Well, that and -“I’m waiting,” he says, his voice low as he continues to stare at me. “Who are you and why were you being chased by Bratva footsoldier wolves?”Oh, no… How could he possibly have known that?!“I’m… my name is Mi...a,” I can't tell him my real name, so I'll go by Mia while here. “But I… don’t remember anything other than that,” I lie, suddenly remembering the doctor mentioning I took a knock to the head. That can cause temporary amnesia, right?“Hmm,” he says, holding two fingers against his lips. “So, you don’t remember why those fuckers were ch
“Alpha Nikolaos,” I call out and he stops just as he reaches the door. He doesn’t turn to face me, instead, he turns his head to the side. “If I had to say yes, how would this work? Would we have to-”“No.” He says with finality. “We would artificially inseminate you during your heat cycle; I won’t touch you.”He then walks out and I find myself letting out a breath I wasn’t aware I’d been holding. But would it make this easier knowing he won’t touch me? I never wanted children, I just wanted peace and now I might have to make the decision I am not comfortable with at all.I wonder why he wants a child. He could probably choose a beautiful mafia princess as a concubine and have children with her, so why choose me? Come to think of it, he probably has hordes of women at his beck and call. Then again, he mentioned that it would be easier to choose a nobody like me, so I don’t have a claim on the pup.Not that I would want to after escaping afterward; well, not that I would be able to,
I lock the envelope in my safe and walk over to the crystal bourbon decanter in the corner of my office. The omega said yes to my offer, not that I thought she’d reject it. She’s running away from a man who hates me, of course, she would agree to my offer of safety. But I still don’t know why she was running from that cunt, Mikhail, or why they needed her back so desperately that they ran right into my territory. She must be important to them; the fact that she ran right into my arms must be a sign from the Goddess. Not that I’m a believer; All I know is that little rabbit is my trump card in this war, and making her birth my first-born will be the ultimate ‘fuck you’ to that asshole. The door of my office bursts open and my Beta, Maxim, walks in with his eyes glowing golden and his hands balled into fists at his side. He’s pissed off about something, I can tell from his scent.“Típota! Absolutely fucking NOTHING!” he exclaims while looking feral as fuck.I take a sip of my bourbon
It’s been a week since they brought me into the SilverCrest Pack, and a week since I’ve seen another person besides Josef, my supposed bodyguard. They’ve moved me to another bedroom; there are no bars on the windows and my door does not get locked, but I am a prisoner nonetheless.I’ve healed completely, though, and according to Josef, the pack doctor will be coming to see me from tomorrow to start with the insemination process. The last time I saw her, she asked me about my heat cycles and when they usually occur. I’ll be coming into my heat in three days’ time, but this time things will be different for me.Mikhail had me on medication to suppress my heat, and so did my father. I’ve never truly experienced it to its fullest before… To say I’m scared is putting it lightly.“You’re deep in thought today,” Josef says, snapping me out of my thoughts. I look toward him and offer him a light smile. He’s been kind to me, nothing like the warriors I’m used to, so it’s made the transition