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

These massive gunmetal gray forged iron gates always make me roll my eyes - the Elders don’t even try to be covert with their wealth. Scoffing, I think about how this gate alone could finance a small pack for three years.

The four old wolves who serve as our pack advisors are supposed to be just that, but they’ve taken it upon themselves to govern us alone. They had my grandfather under their thumb, as well as my father, but I have refused to bend to their will.

I think it’s why they don’t like me and Bastien - while I continue to run my pack as I please, Bastien left to establish one in Sin City. We’re the only Ioannides heirs left, so they can only complain so much.

However, their recent barrage of complaints has me worried; A Luna of their choosing or an Heir. Knowing my revulsion of both, they played on it, thinking I would crumble, but I have come here with news.

Grinning, I walk into the so-called pack house that’s actually a mansion and make my way to their conference room. Seated at the head of the room as if royalty, sat the four Elders.

Evalina, Marcos, Dimitrios, and Mairi Karras - sibling mates and as old as they come. The fact that their offspring didn’t die because of their incestuous lineage will always be left to speculation.

They look at me with old crimson eyes, sizing me up and no doubt wondering why I am smiling. These cunts should have been dead long ago; white hair and skin the same consistency as parchment.

“Nikolaos!” Demetrios cries out when he sees me, as if he was anything but annoyed by my presence alone.

“Karras Elders, it is always a pleasure to be called to see you,” I say with the same fake pleasantry as they’ve shown me.

Mairi, the cruelest of the Elders, bristles in her seat. “It has been over a year and we’ve seen no Luna nor heard of an heir. Do you have any news for us, or are we to take matters into our own hands, Nikolaos?”

I place my hands in the pockets of my slacks and chuckle. “I come bearing good news; I have acquired a surrogate for my heir. She’s about three months along now.”

The shock on their faces brings me nothing but happiness and their gasps are like music to my ears. Mairi’s wide eyes are the highlight of my day since I cannot stand the prissy old bitch.

“This is outrageous!” Marcos shouts. “Why keep us in the dark for so long? Who is this surrogate?!”

I show them my palms. “She is someone of Alpha blood who will disappear as soon as she has done her duty. I have done what you’ve asked of me, tripled our income by going legit, and now I have an heir on the way. Why are you still so unhappy even when I yield results?”

turn to look at each other, then Mairi sighs and pinches the bridge of her nose. “This is just… all so sudden. Will we meet

to. But in a few months’ time, you’ll meet the child who will

Mia; they’ll attempt to look into her past to find out who she truly is and no one can know that but me. There’s something she’s hiding, and I will find out what it is before she leaves my

turns to her siblings. “It is true. He has done what we’ve asked of him. So let us leave him to bring us the heir we requested; it’s one step closer to

the only one I tolerate. She has her head on straight and speaks without prejudice. Being the oldest of them, she’s the leader. Although she was also the one who suggested the Luna

chair. “We will converge when this heir is brought to us. Until then, we wish you well.”

Elders; I will not disappoint you,” I say, before turning on my heel and walking out of that mansion-cum-museum.

the second I am in my vehicle, I call up the one person who I know

I owe the fucking pleasure?” my brother, Bastien,

with his wife and mate,

and leaving the pack,

hour out. Are

“An hour out means you went to those fossils, didn’t you? Sure, I’ll be in my office soon and the bar is

to head to Sin City. He already knows the way to my brother’s offices, so I sit back and think

three months since I saw Mia after that meeting we had, and three months since I have

someone so unassuming be so fucking intoxicating? Does she not know what she does to men? I wonder if Josef has the same thoughts as me, and

about her that I know

out of my system and going to Sin

in the middle of making sure the ten-year anniversary of his auction goes well, so he’ll be a while.

Alphas and packs go to this annual auction where anything, but lives, can be bought for a price. There are whispers

all be found at his auction and that, to him, covers the costs about five times over. Trafficking was one of the things he put

respect him for that.

by the alcohol,” he says and joins me

comfort in my amber liquid, sue me,” I say and lift