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

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 with a bored look on his face. He’s been trying to get me to talk with Mia to find out what she knows, but I’ve been putting it off every day. But now that I’ve found out what her secrets are…I don’t know what to do.

“That look on your face can’t mean anything good,” he says, sitting down opposite me. “What happened?”

I brace my elbows on the desk and steeple my fingers underneath my chin. “I spoke to her, and she had…a lot to say.”

Maxim’s eyes grow wide. “Well, it can’t be anything good if you look as confused as shit,” he says.

I scoff, still not believing what I have been told. “Mia’s father is Giovanni Cotroni; she’s Cecilia’s daughter.”

“You’ve gotta be shitting me,” he exclaims. “Cecilia, his life long fucking mistress? Didn’t she die like ten years ago or something?”

used her before giving her to

says,

its tendrils around my heart, but I push it down. “I know, and if everything she has just told

expressions I tried to hide from Mia as she told me these things, now show on his face

“What the f…”

can respond with. I still haven’t wrapped my head around this, either; it’s just too

glasses of whiskey, and hand one over to Maxim. He downs it and shakes his head. “You know what this means for you, right?”

Mikhail has done and what he still

corrects. “As much as that was on my mind, too, it’s not what I

my whiskey. “Please

looks me straight in the eye. “Mirabella is pregnant with your heir; she also happens to be the only Cotroni blood

a shit,” I answer truthfully. “After using his daughter as a hired out sex toy, I doubt he’d want anything else from her.”

plot, yes, he will be eternally fucking grateful. But mention Mirabella and that she’s

“Maxim,” I growl.

wedding, Mikhail will attack. During the fray, you will kill Mikhail, and Gio will probably get killed too…then who is left

Would Gio really want me to marry his daughter and

hands. “You know I can’t do

freedom, you can still offer her safety away from Mikhail since he’ll be dead. Giovanni will be dead, too, so there’s no reason