02 - Never Enough

Nikolai’s POV

The she-wolf slurped my whole cock down her throat, bobbing her head rapidly, but my mind was far from being in the moment with her. At some point, it starts to feel like just vanity, especially when I have pressing things on my mind like the pack's inspection coming up. As the new Alpha king, it’s not as glamorous as most people make it out to be. In fact, I see it more like a curse than a blessing.

“If you spend half of your time as the king having your cock deep down in the throats of whores, I wonder when you will have time for your pack duties.” A voice interrupted, and I looked up to see my father leaning against the door frame, not bothering to hide his disgust.

I pushed her off me gently, and she scurried out of the room while I grabbed my shorts from the nightstand. Father would be fine. I’m already used to him always looking like me, like I’m some form of disappointment to him.

“Knocking is something you should learn,” I muttered under my breath, but he heard me anyway. I waited for the retort, but none came. I got dressed, and I stood there watching him with my hands crossed. His eyes looked distant, and after a while, he cleared his throat.

“Nikolai, I want the best for you as the Alpha king. You might think I hate you, but I don’t. I just want what’s best for the general public; they need to trust in their Alpha King,” he started before I cut him off.

“Maybe you should let me handle things and stop trying to rule through me. Your tenure has ended. Maybe you should give me a chance to do some actual work. The council would never trust in me, nor will the people if you keep trying to act like you’re still in charge.” I fired back, and he only scoffed.

“You’re not fit enough to rule the realm. You think if I have other options, I would pick you as my heir?” he scoffed, and I chuckled drily. At least he had the balls to say it to my face, finally.

“Nexus is dead, Father. unless you know a spell to bring him back from the dead, then you’re stuck with me, your only living child.” I spat back, and from the way his eyes darkened in anger, I knew I hit a sore spot.

In a flash, I was slammed against the wall, and his hands wrapped tightly around my throat. He pressed hard, and I clawed at his hands before managing to get his hands off my throat. We tussled around the floor for a while before I shoved him off me, wiping the blood off my mouth from his punch.

“Do you two always need to tear each other apart just to get word across?” Mother’s voice interrupted us, and I just walked back to lean against the wall.

“Your stupid animal would not listen to any type of advice. He’s going to ruin us all without even trying.” He spat angrily before walking out of the room, leaving me and my mother. She walked towards me and tried to check my face for bruises, but I grabbed her hands. There was no point now.

“Nikolai, he wants the best for you. You just have to see past his arrogance.” She muttered softly, and I tried not to roll my eyes. We both know that he has never liked me for once in his life, and the only reason I made it to the throne was because my brother took his own life. All hell turned on me after that. I was never good enough for anything, and he would never hide his displeasure.

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“Is that the best hit you can muster?” I barked at Beta Williams, and he huffed before throwing another punch, which I successfully dodged. I needed somewhere to let out all the anger from earlier, so I decided to wrestle my beta.

“Just tell him to leave you be, in a calm way. He might see things from your point of view.” He muttered lowly before throwing another punch, and I hissed through my teeth.

“You and I know that he is always blind to every progress I make, and I’m done fighting to be in his favour,” I replied, successfully landing a blow on his abdomen.

“I still think you should try to have a one-on-one with him. We have an early day tomorrow, I’m not fighting again, I need to pack.” He stated, unwrapping his wrist bands, and I sighed. I have to find another way to let this anger out.

“Whatever.” I hissed before unwrapping my own wrist bands, and I walked off the training courtyard with Williams, with both of us lost in different thoughts.

I slowly dragged myself back to the palace after spending the rest of the evening running wild in the woods. I felt even better than the shitty mood I was in earlier today. I whistled lowly as I climbed the stairs, hoping never to run into father or anybody that would piss me the fuck off.

Some sort of tune was playing in the hallway to my room, and I furrowed my brows. Something about the sound was creepy, and I hastened my steps. Whatever the fuclk was going on in my room, the she-wolves around here know better than to go in there without me explicitly requesting it.

I pushed open the door, and the room was dark save for the candle lit on my table. I looked down, and rose petals were everywhere, and I fought the urge not to roll my eyes in irritation. I closed the door after me, getting ready to call whoever did this rubbish.

I heard a robe fall to the ground and looked in its direction. There she stood, naked, and her face caked in heavy makeup. Anya Hades, my dead brother’s fiancée and my first love.

“I’ve been waiting for you, daddy,” she whispered seductively, and my feet stood rooted to the floor. My eyes raked over her body hungrily, and the curves were still like I remembered when I used to fuck her in the same bed she was standing in front of. Different emotions gushed through me, and I tried to keep my head straight and not run straight into her attempt at seduction.

“What are you doing here, Anya?” I asked gruffly, and she took that as an opportunity to walk towards me. Her slender hands reached for my trousers, and I grabbed them to stop her. She looked up at me before licking her lips and tilting her head so her mouth could gently brush mine.

“I miss you, daddy”, she whispered against my lips, and every one of my blood vessels was rushing south. It’s been two years, and I hate the effect this woman still has on my body. Bold of her to come in here and pretend like the engagement and betrayal didn’t happen. I pushed her away from me softly, and I stepped back.

“You broke our mate bond as soon as Nexus was announced the heir, so you could be with him and be the Luna queen, remember?” I asked lowly, hating how much my pain was evident in my voice. She battered her lashes before reaching to grab my hands. In the past, that would have worked, but now, all I felt was that burning betrayal all over again.

“I made a silly mistake, baby. Nexus is not here anymore. We can be together again,” she replied softly while desperately searching my eyes. Women like Anya knew to find a man’s weakness and strike there, but it wasn’t going to work on me. I fell for it once; I won’t fall for it again.

“You’re dead to me, Anya—same as Nexus. I'm sorry you didn’t get what you wanted, but that ship has sailed long ago. I don’t want ever to see you in my room again. Please pick your robe and get the fuck out. Stop embarrassing yourself.” I told her coldly, and I could see the shock in her eyes. She never thought I’d be able to turn her down.

She pressed her lips against mine frantically, and I shoved her off me. She grabbed her robe and put it on. I could see the fear in her eyes. She scurried past me, and when she got to the door, she turned to look at me.

“I won’t give up on us that easily, Nikolai. You may hate me now, but I promise you we will be together forever.” She declared before shutting the door after herself. All the pain from the night that their engagement was announced came rushing back, and I felt my throat start to constrict in pain.

Fuck you, Anya.