Nikolai Lantsov Novels & Stories

“Your job is simple, you are to give the Alpha an heir...” she said, looking the slave in the eye. “And if I can't?” She asked, looking down at her feet. “What happens then?” “You die...” ******************** In a world where a woman's value is only played by her ability to give a child, Serena is tested in a way like no other. Either you can give the Alpha an heir, or you die. But when he turns out to be her mate... the whole game changes.

“ Nik! “ Viv shouted before I could ask any questions and hugged him. Unlike with me, he kept the hug short. I didn’t know if I was overthinking things or I was observant but I saw that Nikolai was too careful with his sister. He kept her close but he always made sure she was at arm’s length. I would have to ask him about that. Lorenzo came into the room and greeted Nikolai. They spoke for a while before Nik turned his attention back to me. He held out his hand for me to take and I did. He pulled me to his body and put his arm around my waist. “ I’m glad all of you are okay. I’m okay too as you can see. I was able to torture some details from a certain traitor and his wife. That will teach a

Leo replied as he came into the kitchen/living room. "He's not like Haden, is he?" I asked nervously. "Well... he's an Alpha," Leo said through gritted teeth. "We're all twats." "I see you're finally self-aware," I said. "Who is this Alpha?" I asked. "He's in the alliance and Alpha of a Russian pack called Polnoluniyesevera, which in English means Full moon of the north, a bit of a mouth full I know. Anyway, his name is Xander Kuznetsov, he's 21, mateless and likely to be the most powerful Alpha in Russia," Leo explained.

This wasn’t a meeting she needed to be part of. The warehouse was exactly as I remembered—dusty, dimly lit, filled with men who knew how to kill without leaving a trace. And at the center of it all— Nikolai Volkov. Russian. Ruthless. A man whose loyalty could be bought, but never trusted. His lips curved as I entered. “Well, well. Damien Lancaster. I was starting to think you were dead.” I didn’t waste time. “I need information on The Syndicate.” He chuckled. “You and the rest of the world.”

At the far edge stood several unfamiliar men—cleaner, sharper, and dressed in dark coats instead of leather. Bratva. My stomach twisted. One of them stepped forward. Tall. Pale. His smile was thin and knowing; that was the same man I had seen earlier near the gate. “Nikolai Volkov,” he said smoothly, his accent thick but refined. “On behalf of our… mutual interests.” Ruin’s jaw tightened. “You’re here to witness. Nothing more.” Nikolai’s eyes slid to me, slow and appraising. “Of course.”

He flashed Lauretha an apologetic smile after which he headed off to see who was ringing the alarm. As soon as he left, she exhaled out in relief, wiped her lips and pushed down her dress that had rumpled a bit. She was most grateful to whoever it was at the door. Lucas soon came back in with another man. Fabiano by name and equally tall. A decade before he turns a century old, second in command of the vampire clan, Lucas best friend and right hand man. “Hey Fab!” Lauretha waved. Fabiano grinned. “Fancy seeing you here, Lauretha. What are you up to these days?” they gave each other a bear hug and broke free again.

He looks like a settled wolf now, though I know he can still snap a rogue wolf's spine without blinking his eyes. "Where is Bartosz?" I ask as I take my seat right next to Magnus's cold body. "At the northern training grounds," Ulrich says smoothly, reaching for his horn of wine. "The warrior trial grounds in the Frostfang Capital." I blink. "The capital?"

My comment seems to have snapped Alpha Wyatt out of whatever battle he was in with his son as he looks over at me and gives me a tense smile. “Ashleigh, likewise, I hope you have had a proactive morning,” his eyes flicker behind me to Derek and then back to Zander with a frustrated look. “When someone contacted me saying the Luna knocked out one of my top warriors, I had to come and see what all the fuss was about.” Shit, was it really about that or that I, a woman, joined in with training today.

I don’t need any more of this bullshit dance that we have been getting lately. “Anything and everything you have,” Zander demands. I watch silently as Lucas moves around his lab, collecting different things. I don’t know if he’s cleaning up or if it’s related to the events. Lucas brings a small vial filled with an amber-coloured liquid. He takes the little cork stopper out and holds it in front of us with a clipboard under his arm. “Do you know what this is?” he asks, holding out the vile. The foul stench of wolfsbane rose in the air around us, making me jerk back automatically. Zander let out a growl as his wolf pushed through, nearly taking over completely.

Lyn's voice pulled Tiana back to the present. Before Tiana could respond, Lyn was shoving her phone in her face, the screen displaying a professional photo of Nikolai. He wore a charcoal suit, his expression cold and commanding, his jawline sharp enough to cut glass. The headline read: Nikolai Toriaga Takes the Helm: The New King of Coffee.