LOGINNikolais POV
"Alpha Nikolai, I am so sorry about one of my workers, last night. She was bang out of order to disturb you."
Zade says. His acting is great, I'll give him that, but I didn't miss the way her body went rigid when his fingers dug into it. I didn't like the reaction my body seemed to have to his outburst either, which is new for me. "No worries. Just another worker, huh?" I say, feigning indifference toward the woman who caught my attention in a simple meet-and-greet.Mate. The word tastes weird coming from Rex. The number of times over the last 10 hours that he's said that word is making me want to turn him off completely. "She's a handful" "Who is she?" I ask not bothering to speak about anything else. Work-related anyway. My mind isn't functioning today. Not the way it should be anyway because she has taken up a lot of my thoughts. "Havoc. She causes numerous amounts of problems around the pack and doesn't listen. We all assume she's deaf and just lip reads." "She hasn't been diagnosed?" I ask because it's pure bullshit. She isn't deaf because she understood exactly what I was saying last night, but something is going on—something that she doesn't want them to know about. The only problem is that I will find out what it is and get her to talk, whether it's three weeks from now or three years from now. She will start to be honest with me. "No. She refused to go to the doctor for it. My father and I ... we have tried with her but she's quick to lose that temper. So was her father," he says as if I know who he is or what it is that her father used to do. I'm not bothered about that but what's making my skin itch is the fact that I've apparently been mated to a psycho woman but my instincts are not wrong when my gut is telling me he's bullshitting me. "I'll take her" I say before I can even begin to think about what I've just done. All I know is that I can't and I won't leave her here. "Excuse me?" Zade says slowly. "You want to take...one of my workers?" "Have you ever tried to tame a wild horse into submission Alpha Matthew's" "I'm not following your path here" "Let me put it this way ... when you're training a wild horse that's never been a submissive mare or handled correctly, you get kicked. Trampled on. Ruined. But eventually, they fall in line just like the others. They always do and I have never been one to back down from a fight nor shall I ever back down from breaking someone into submission. I'll be damned if I start now." "With all due respect Nikolai-" "Alpha! That is your first and last mistake. I will not have a rookie Alpha disrespect me no matter whose pack I am sitting in!" I say in a tone that I feel is calm. However; that may not be the case when the idiot actually pales. And he calls himself a bloody leader. An Alpha. He's a toddler using training wheels in a big park, that's what he is. "With all due respect Alpha...my staff here work well. They have respect and show teamwork" he lets the lies roll off his tongue so naturally. What is he hiding that he doesn't want me to figure out? "Yet you just said that she causes trouble? Doesn't work well and isn't submissive. You are her Alpha and it is within your role to make her respect you. Forcefully or otherwise. I'll take her back to my pack as part of my deal for your treaty and get her working there. She will be submissive toward me or else she faces my consequences" I explain and it's only then that I hear the shallow breathing and the drool-worthy scent coming from outside the office door. My hearing is top-notch and any Alpha, beta or even Gamma can hear the smallest of sounds no matter how far or how close.Shit. The last thing I wanted to do was terrify a woman into submission. She won't be working in my pack and she sure as shit won't be a deal I had with her soon-to-be former Alpha. She's mine. Done. No deal required but I won't allow this muppet to catch a whiff of the truth. "I'm sorry Alpha Nikolai but I can't allow you to take her-" "Okay. Then our time here is finished. Thank you-" "Wait! Hold on. What about our-" "Unfortunately if you can't bend to my terms then I won't have anything to do with your pack" I explain before gathering my thoughts and things. "Right! Right okay, take her! She's a pain in the ass anyway" he says but there is something there that is haunting his conscience.Pain?Regret? After signing the original documents that require both signatures and blood oaths, I gather my things and go on a search for my confusing mate. 'Nik! Nik bro you have to know that her wolf, Mina by the way is great! We are keeping her right?' My own wolf asks. Chuckling to myself I must admit that it is going to be great knowing her old life and habits out of her and showing her the ropes to what could be her future. 'Yes. Yes, we are keeping her but no speaking of this until I figure out how she can hear but can't talk' I say. 'She can talk. Mina told me she can talk but chose not toOh. Interesting.Very fucking interesting indeed. 'And what else do you know about her?' 'Nothing yet. Mina is not disclosing much.' He says while prancing about in my head. I can smell her before I even set my eyes on her. She's standing in the kitchen with the same woman from last night. Posie? No. Ah, Rosie! "A little birdie tells me that this-" she gestures with her false sense of security along with her fake ass everything. "-Is coming to a bitter-sweet end. I mean, bitter for you but sweet for me knowing another Alpha will see you for who you truly are" she whispers at her but I hear her as if she's speaking normally. Her voice is nasally and pushy and it makes me Want to pull her voice box out. My mate signs something with no show of emotion on her face but I have never had any need to sign before.Guess I'd best start learning it. Pulling out my phone I send a quick message to the group chat that holds my mom, dad, aunts and uncles, brother, sister and best friends. Nikolai: Heading back soon. 9-hour drive back. Bringing my mate home. My mom is the first to reply. I can just hear her screaming and cheering through text. She's that obvious. Mom: bout time!! Oh my god, who is she? What's she like? Tell me everything. Nikolai: Mom. You'll see her later okay? Don't crowd her just let her have some space first.Putting my phone away even though it's going off like mad I make my presence known to everyone in here. Everyone straightens and bows their heads. Even her.
"Go and get all your things. You'll ride with me on the way to my pack" I tell her loud enough for everyone to hear. She nods her head and looks at the woman next to her in question. "Go! You don't want to keep Alpha Nikolai waiting honey" she says with such fake annoyance I am seriously considering her voice box being removed. ASAP.Chapter 110 – Sierra's POVA week.Seven days doesn't sound like a long time when someone says it out loud, but it has been enough for my body to remember how to move without every muscle protesting. The bruises have faded into pale reminders instead of angry marks, the cuts have knitted together beneath the healer's care, and the nightmares, while they still creep in when the house falls silent, no longer greet me every time I close my eyes.I've stopped counting the hours since I escaped because I don't want Luca - or whatever name he went by - or Natasha to own another second of my life. Instead, I've spent the week learning how to breathe again, walking the pack grounds every morning, sitting through the council meetings, which go over on what we can do to those who broke into our territory and tried to ruin it. I have sent 7 mornings, afternoons and evenings eating meals I barely tasted simply because Nikolai watched until I finished them, and reminding myself that recovery isn't
Nikolai's POVSierra is still beside me, but I can feel the shift in her body now that the room has started to settle. The noise has dropped off, people filtering out one by one, and what’s left is just the pack returning to its usual rhythm after disruption. She hasn’t let go of my hand since she sat down, and I don’t move mine either. It’s instinct at this point more than decision. My attention stays split between her and everything else happening in the kitchen without effort, the way it always does when I’m responsible for more than just myself.Max and Killian are still here, lingering near the far side of the room with Damiano and I'm surprised they are still In Portland given that they have been here for 8 days now. They’re not interfering, but they’re not fully relaxed either. That’s expected. Something like what happened doesn’t just disappear because the immediate threat is gone. It lingers in behaviour, in how people stand, in how often they check exits without realising it
The room still feels warm with laughter long after it has faded, like the walls themselves are holding onto it in the same way I am trying to hold onto everything else. It’s strange how quickly a place can shift from tension so thick it feels suffocating to something almost… bearable. People are still here—voices overlapping softly, Damiano speaking in a low tone with Max and Killian near the far side of the room, Mike occasionally adding something that makes Max snort under his breath—but the sharp edges have softened a little.It doesn’t feel like raw danger anymore.It feels like the aftermath.Like something has already broken - which it has - and now everyone is just trying to figure out how to exist inside what’s left.Nikolai hasn’t let go of my hand since he took it. Not once. His fingers are still laced through mine like it’s instinct now, like there was never another option in any version of reality where I survive this long enough to sit upright and breathe properly but I l
*** This chapter is a one off chapter for Killian's POV. Killian is Sierra's older and protective brother. He may not have known her for long but he has become strangely protective over her. This is a chapter so you can see what it is going to be like in his book - The Midnight Agreement - ***KILLIAN'S POVSleep has been impossible since finding Sierra. Since before to be honest, when we found out she was in fact alive.Not because I'm unhappy. Quite the opposite. It's because every time I close my eyes, I see the little girl my parents lost when she was only a few weeks old, and the woman she somehow became without us. I think of the years stolen from her, of birthdays we all missed, scraped knees we never patched up and heartbreaks we never protected her from. The guilt still sits heavily in my chest, because we should have been there for her instead of her doing things alone, but it no longer consumes me the way it did the first night I saw her. Because Sierra is stronger than any
SIERRA'S POVI don't realise I'm crying until my brother pulls back slightly and looks at me with the same surprised expression I imagine is mirrored on my own face.Not sobbing. Not breaking apart.Just tears.Quiet ones because I always wanted a brother or sister but my Mom always said that she couldn't have anymore kids and I settled with being an only child but now...Now I'm crying like an idiot because I have a family of siblings.It's the kind of crying that slips free when something buried so deeply inside you finally gets permission to exist.For years, I told myself I didn't need anyone. It was easier that way. Easier to believe I was alone because then I never had to wonder why nobody came for me. Why nobody searched. Why nobody cared enough to look harder. But now, sitting in this bed with one brother awkwardly holding onto my shoulders, another hovering nearby pretending not to be emotional, and Damiano watching me with unmistakable affection in his eyes, and a mate who th
My heart starts racing the moment the door opens, and I hate how obvious it feels.After everything I’ve just been through, after pain and fear and everything else, this is what makes me nervous? Meeting people? But this isn’t just people. This is something else entirely. Something deeper. Something that feels like it’s shifting the ground beneath my feet in a completely different way.Because this isn’t about survival.This is about… where I belong.Damiano steps in first, familiar enough now that his presence immediately steadies something in me. There’s reassurance in the way he moves, in the way his eyes flick to me like he’s checking, confirming, making sure I’m still alright. But it’s the two figures behind him that pull my attention fully.My brothers.The word feels strange in my head. New. Heavy.They’re both large, broad-shouldered, carrying the same kind of presence that fills the room without effort. Strong. Controlled. Dangerous in the way warriors are—but their eyes…Thei
Chapter 91: A True...LunaSierra's POV(2 Hours earlier) Trigger warnings: This chapter of The Omega Agreement has scenes that some people may not like. Talk of blood loss, Killing, Abuse, fainting and needles. Is it just me, or does the clock tick louder when the house is quiet?Each second feel
Chapter 89: Remember what Mom used to say?Nikolai's POV"Well, this just got interesting," my best friend says, turning to the crowd we have around us. What I presume was a growl that came from him was probably his playful one, as one of them takes a step back before composing themselves."Amateur
Chapter 88: The Hunt.Nikolai's POV "We're to Alpha?" Rem asks about the tenth time in the last twenty minutes."We didn't find what we were looking for the other night", I start, and I find myself blocking all emotions out—all feelings except for rage and pain."But tonight we are finding whateve
Chapter 87: Identity revelation Sierra's POV**Trigger warning: This chapter is based solely on her mother's diary entries and explores her regrets about the choices she made. **There are some words that viewers may not agree with, but they have all been used in a formal and Fictional setting. ****







