There’s a hand around my neck and I can’t breathe. The more I try to fight them off, the tighter their grip gets - no amount of clawing at the hand stops them and their white Rogue eyes look down at me with glee. “Take your death quietly, Omega whore,” his voice echoes in my head over and over until I eventually hear a scream.I sit up in bed and pull my covers closer to my chest. My eyes are still adjusting to the light in the bedroom when the scent of Autumn hits me….that’s when I realize that I am not in my own room at all. Looking around the room, I swallow deeply and try to remember how I got here. Last night someone attacked me and I was nearly killed, then the Alpha saved me, killed the man who tried to kill me, and then Dr. Lilah and Maxim - Oh, my Goddess! My hand goes to my mouth as I realize I’m in Alpha Nikolaos’ bedroom. He wanted me here, but for what? Did I do something weird that made him worry about me? No, that’s not right, he doesn’t worry about anyone or anyth
13:50 PM/“I’ll send Josef on an errand and take Nikolaos away for the day. At exactly 2 PM, the warriors switch out patrols and the camera room will be left empty for about three minutes.”/Josef has healed and even with extra patrols around, I can see them all itching to switch out patrols already. True to his word, Maxim has taken Nikolaos out for the afternoon; I saw their car leaving about five minutes ago.One thing Alpha Nikolaos didn’t think about when he told everyone to stay away from the pack house, was the fact that no one knows how I look. So, dressed to leave, I wait for 2 pm to hit before I walk downstairs.I thought about it and if I want no one else to get hurt through this, then I need to go. I cannot be here to put them all in danger. For all I know, Maxim might go straight to Mikhail and tell him I am here.That would immediately take Nikolaos out of the equation.14:00 PM/“Three blocks away from the little town is an abandoned warehouse; you’ll find a gym bag fil
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 kno
I sit down in my office chair with my hand over my mouth, shell-shocked to shit at what Mia has just told me. All this time I had a mafia princess as my surrogate, an abused illegitimate heir given to my biggest enemy and I was none the wiser.She’s a fucking Cotroni; the daughter of my father’s best friend and the reason Maxim’s father was considered a failed Alpha heir. I wasn’t even aware he had a different daughter from Rosalie, but as I looked at Mia better, I could see the resemblance. She’s not lying, I know she’s not fucking lying so why am I so hesitant to believe her?If she’s Giovanni’s daughter, that means my heir will be even more powerful than I am. If she’s Giovanni’s only blood heir…wouldn’t it be better to keep her as my Luna?“No. Fuck, no,” I say aloud, shaking my head even as the thought forms in my mind. Yes, it would benefit me greatly to have her as my Luna, but I do not want a Luna, right? No, I don’t…I don’t need…My office door opens and Maxim saunters in wi
My brother saunters into my office with his hands in the pockets of his slacks; an Ioannides trait. The same face, same color eyes, mannerisms, and cruel streaks but even as we are spitting images of one another, there are major differences.For one, we both have tattoos right up to our necks, but they differ in designs. Bastien wasn’t tormented like I was and he experienced true love once upon a time. Where I suffered trauma at a young age, he experienced it later in life.He pours us each a glass of whiskey, then gestures for me to join him over by the leather sofas.“So, what were you going to call me about?”I take the glass and shake my head. “Before you even ask that, why are you here? Is Sin City getting boring?”He chuckles, crossing one leg over the other knee. “On the contrary, business is booming. But my reason for visiting is to ask if you’re hoping to part with Alpha Kinnead’s sword.”“You want to place it at the auction?” I ask, and he nods. “Then, by all mean, take the
My news didn’t affect him as much as I thought it would, but then again he has such a good poker face. The man was made to lie and manipulate the same way as all Alphas do - lie, cheat, take what’s left of you, and toss you to the side.I should have known better, instead, I allowed myself to believe Alpha Nikolaos might be different. How foolish!Now here I am yet again, struggling to fall asleep with thoughts of the Alpha plaguing me. The look of betrayal in his eyes when I turned to face him, the way he comforted me after the pack house was invaded.“You’re deluding yourself, Mirabella; he simply wants your womb and nothing else. Do not romanticize this…It’s madness!” I repeat the mantra again, hoping it sticks but I have a restless night again.But the scent of autumn keeps me awake all night, taunting me with reminders of what I’ll never have. I just have to hold on for a few more months…then I’ll be free of this.I am woken up by an odd scent permeating my room and my eyes shoot
I hate being this far from my own territory and deep in someone else’s, but as I watch Giovanni’s massive mansion come into view, I know this is something that needs to be done. A phone call won’t suffice when it’s something this important.Maxim is still at the pack house overseeing things while I tend to this matter; no way am I leaving the place without a leader at its head. Especially not after what happened.Giovanni’s guards usher us in and when I get to his office, I can hear his booming laugh already. I grit my teeth; my respect for this man burnt to a crisp after finding out what he did to Mirabella all her life. Cecilia was his lifelong mistress; I don’t want to know how many of his children she got rid of before Mirabella was born. Did she think having his baby would keep him at her side? I suppose most mistresses would think this way. But her one decision led to her daughter having the worst life - abuse on top of abuse.I gnash my teeth and enter his office with a force
Maxim is standing at the door, looking at me with an odd expression. I had just gotten dressed and was about to write in my journal when he opened the door. I stand up and look at him. “Can I help you?”He cocks his head to the side. “Is that any way to speak to the person who’s getting you out of this room?” “What?” I ask with a frown and he simply chuckles. “Come, Mirabella. I’m sure you’ve missed the back gardens,” he says and walks out, leaving the door open. I swallow hard and take a step back, remembering how he fooled me last time. It’s the reason I’m in this room right now, the reason Alpha Nikolaos has me locked up.He walks back and looks at me with an eyebrow cocked. “Are you coming?”“The last time I followed your instructions, I ended up in here. Why would I follow you now?” I say, then I promptly sit down. “Please, leave me alone.”Maxim walks in and gets down on his haunches in front of me. I refuse to make eye contact, but his gaze is burning holes into the side of