The Lycan Kingpin's Captive: A Baby For The Beast

Chapter 18 - Mira

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 know I would bring a child into this world.

How did this all go so wrong? I truly am so naive.

The bedroom door unlocks and I immediately jump to my feet to see Josef walking in with a tray of

food. He doesn’t meet my gaze yet again, just walks in and places the tray on my night stand.

“Josef,” I call out when he reaches the door to leave. “Please, talk to me.”

He visibly stiffens. “What exactly do you want me to say?”

“Anything,” I respond, hugging my body closer. “How are you? Have you healed?”

Josef scoffs and crosses his arms. “I am fully healed from nearly dying while trying to save a lying-” he

stops himself and takes a breath, then a pained look crosses his face. “I trusted you, Miss Mia; but

knowing that you knew who you were all this time…rather not speak to me so casually anymore.”

With that, my only friend walks out of the door, leaving me feeling like the biggest traitor in the world. I

shouldn’t expect him to understand why I lied, but at least I tried to make amends.

I wander towards my food, knowing I should eat but not tasting anything as it goes down. This is all so

normal to me, being treated like dirt, bound, and gagged when I tried to explain my motives.

My heart clenches when the realization hits me that Alpha Nikolaos is no different from Mikhail. Those

light, tender touches were a ploy; comforting me, a means to soften me before dealing the final blow.

All while making Maxim out to be the villain.

After finishing my meal, I walk to my desk in an attempt to get my feelings on paper but nothing comes Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

out. I haven’t been able to journal since they locked me up, whereas before my words flowed freely.

“Pappa was right; you really are only a dumb whore,” I chastise myself while hanging my head in my

hands. “Trying to solve your problems by spreading your legs and renting out your womb.”

The scoff nearly turns into a sob, but I stop myself just in time as the lock on my door rattles again. I

don’t even bother to look at Josef entering again, there will be nothing left to say anyway, so what’s the

point?

“Didn’t I say vigilance is important?”

My blood runs cold at the sound of Alpha Nikolaos’ voice. I turn my head to look at the door, seeing him

and not Josef standing there and watching me closely. He has his hands in the pockets of his black

jeans, the white t-shirt he’s wearing sitting tight around his muscle-bound body.

This man is absolutely gorgeous, and that is my downfall.

“What does vigilance matter if I am going to die, anyway?” I say, getting to my feet and threading my

hands together in front of me.

He regards me with a stony expression, while languidly running his gaze over my body. There’s

something in his eyes that I just cannot place; something resembling betrayal but why should he feel

betrayed? The only thing I lied about was my name and the fact that I can’t remember much.

“Who says you’re going to die, kouneláki? I didn’t give you permission to die yet, did I?”

I scoff at this. “Do you own my body now, Alpha Nikolaos?”

“As long as my heir is in your belly, yes,” he says, sauntering over to me with his crimson eyes blazing.

“Every inch of you belongs to me, Mia, I’m sure you know that.”

I take a step back as he advances toward me, but he does not stop. He backs me up against my desk,

then he cages me in by placing his hands on the desk at my waist. I can smell the whiskey on his

breath as he glares down at me, the terror in my heart giving way to something else.

Lust.

“I don’t…I don’t-”

“You don’t…what?” he smirks, cocking his head to the side. “You don’t belong to me?”

When I nod, the dark chuckle he gives sends a shiver down my spine. “You signed your body over to

me, little rabbit, the second you begged for my help in that alley.”

My eyes widen. “You don’t intend on letting me go, do you?” I ask, watching as his smirk turns

bloodthirsty. “No…No, we had an agreement!”

“Ah, we did. But what if I decide to go back on it? What if I decide….” he trails off, drawing his hand to

my face and tracing the outline of my bottom lip. “What if I decide that I want to keep you?”

Fear now has my heart gripped tightly, squeezing the life out of me. I struggle to catch my breath,

feeling the sweat dripping down my back. No, he cannot keep me here! I cannot be a prisoner to

another Alpha!

But then he chuckles and takes a step back before crossing his arms. “You don’t ever have to worry

about me wanting someone like you,” he says, impaling me with his words. “After you give birth to my

heir, the contract remains in place; you leave here and do not return.”

Why do those words hurt me more than my fear of him keeping me here? Do I secretly want him to

keep me? What the hell is wrong with you, Mirabella?

“O-okay,” I answer and cross my arms, hugging my body close. “Was there a reason you’ve come here,

other than to terrorize me?”

He grins. “I want you to tell me everything you know about Mikhail. You have no reason to protect that

side of you anymore, so tell me.”

I turn my chair around and sit down as my legs feel like they’re about to give in. He wants to know what

I am…the reason Mikhail kept me alive all this time.

“My name is -”

“I don’t give a shit what your name is, Omega,” he spits out, but I only smile because I know how much

this will affect him.

“My name is Mirabella Cotroni,” I start, watching as the malice slips out of his eyes and is replaced by

shock. “My father is Giovanni Cotroni. I am his illegitimate heir borne of his mistress Cecilia, but his

only blood heir left.”

Giovanni Cotroni owns the entire West - he’s currently the Alpha with the most packs under his name

and banner.

Shuffling uncomfortably in my chair, I continue. “I was twelve when my mother died and my father took

me in. At seventeen, my father grew tired of using me and gave me to Mikhail as a means of an

accord. During my five years with him, he told me everything he was doing to claim my father’s lands

all while knowing I couldn’t tell anyone about it. Who would believe a bastard anyway?”

I force the pain down as it threatens to consume me; this man wants to know everything, then I will tell

him.

“Mikhail is the reason behind all the assassinations of my father’s children; the last gas explosion at my

half-sister’s home was something he planned for weeks. The final person he’s killing is my father’s wife

at her birthday dinner.”

“That’s a week from now,” Alpha Nikolaos says, shaking his head in disbelief.

I nod. “Yes. It will happen at the Cotroni mansion. Mikhail will be there and wanted to bring me along to

formally announce our engagement, only to leave ten minutes before the explosions go off. After he

eliminates my father, I will be the only Cotroni blood heir. Mikhail planned to claim me and make me his

Luna, using my name to become Alpha over my father’s territories.”

That’s it. That’s everything Mikhail didn’t want the world to know and he told me his plans while

torturing me daily, knowing there was nothing I could do.

Alpha Nikolaos has his arms crossed with his one hand over his mouth as if contemplating. I cannot

place the emotion on his face, he doesn’t seem happy or excited at this news. Did he know all this

already while pretending not to? I wouldn’t put it past him anymore.

“So this is why Mikhail’s men came into my territory to retrieve you? You’re vital to their Alpha’s plans?”

he asks and I nod.

“That and I stabbed him with a silver dagger before fleeing; I am sure he’s itching to punish me after all

this time,” I say, chuckling sadly. I’ll probably spend all my time strung up on his silver chains with my

muscles continually tearing and slowly healing.

He nods, then moves his hands to the pockets of his jeans. “I wish you would have been honest with

me from the get-go, Mia. This could all have been avoided if you told me the truth,” he says.

I shake my head. “After knowing nothing but abuse all my life from people who were supposed to love

and protect me, I don’t trust anyone; especially not Alphas.”

The crimson slips out of his eyes and it’s replaced with surprise; even the anger in his scent is gone

after this. He looks at me as if he’s not sure what to say, then he nods and moves towards the door.

“Thank you for your honesty,” he says, before walking out.

Coming clean feels good; finally explaining myself and having nothing to hide is liberating. The lies had

started becoming more difficult to bear, the stories too much to keep up with. But at least I’ve told him

everything now; he can do with the truth as he wishes.

Sighing. I walk over to my bed and curl up, hoping sleep takes me this time.