Nikolai X Sigma Novels & Stories

Nikolai said as he sat up. “How can you stand to be around those people? Their ideals and beliefs are frustrating! It takes everything I have not to choke each one of those fuckers!” I said angrily as I pointed toward the balcony. “Yeah, but they're not all that bad. At least we snagged four Omegas last year, like this little one,” Nikolai said as he reached over and roughed Milo's hair. The Omega growled as he swatted the Alpha's hand away. “Hey! Don't mess up my hair!” Milo said, glaring at the Alpha before returning to what he was doing. He pulled his lip between his teeth and carefully painted his last toenail light blue.

The sleeves were cut off of his his white shirt, giving me a full view of the powerful arms he was using to make contact with the bag in front of him. Sigmas were the third highest tier of our pack heirarchy and typically controlled troops of their own. While there was one Luna, and one Beta, I had five Sigmas in my command. Two of which I occasionally used for pleasure. Ivan happened to be one of those Sigmas. Ivan suddenly threw his full weight behind a punch, making the bag swing so far in the opposite direction that it broke off of the chain and violently crashed into a the wall ten feet away. The other Sigmas stopped their own workouts and laughed, going over to congratulate Ivan on bre

He served Serena as her right hand man when she was a spy in the Siciliana while Marcello was on the road for his life. Nikolai was one of those people who always had the world in his mind; he hated staying idle, even mentally for a second so he was always thinking, working strategies, and planning ahead for every and any job he had or knew he would be giving. It was one of those days when he would sit in his apartment, alone, working and simply chilling but mentally still working. His apartment was something only he and Serena knew about: he called it his safe place and heaven; he could escape there whenever he felt things were getting to much or too little. Nikolai chugged down a glass of

“More than you have, I’m sure. But the thing is, if shit gets tense, those are the people we need. Tea can argue with you about whether a spork deserves to be considered a utensil so fiercely that you’ll forget how much you wanted to rip Ford’s throat out. And when we get together with other packs, you wouldn’t believe how good it is to have an asshole like Jesse who can convince anyone that it’s a good day for the football game Rocco planned, even if it’s pouring rain and cold as shit outside.” “Since when is shit cold?” His grin widened. “There you go.” “What about the last box?” I gestured to the sixth one, which said: SIGMA. “That would be the pack’s instigator.” His expression grew ruef

* * * The woman is named Sierra, and she is the Beta of Nikolai. She is a Lycan and a Healer, and apparently she goes with Nikolai wherever he is. That proved to be a good thing, because even though my makeshift bandage stopped the bleeding, Vincent was still shaking and spasming from when I left them behind. He’s having some kind of toxic shock, and thankfully, Sierra was there to help with the supernatural part I didn’t train for.

He was just being a Boy Scout and a good soilder helping a frightened old lady. “My name’s Nikolai ,” she said, peeking from under her lids. Everything on the plane was tilted sideways as they ascended. He stuck out his hand before she could shut her eyes again. “Xavier Montgomery ,” he grinned, dimples flashing. He stretched his handshake offer further into her personal space.

“The High Alpha doesn't know my tastes as well as he claims to.” Nikolai’s smile turns genuine—a flash of white teeth and pur

Somebody was behind the black eyes and bruised face, someone she was terrified of. Maybe his offer wasn't so selfish after all. "All I'm saying, sir, is that you're going out of character?" Noah whispered as if the walls weren't soundproofed, "In the car beside her, you were Nicholas Xavier." "She's different," Nico muttered, his chin raised; it wasn't the blond hair, "the defiance; she makes me want to play my favorite game." There were no questions that Nikolai Rossi had been pushed to the back: "Your favorite game, sir?"

I try not to let my nervousness show in my smile. "Alpha Sydney, it's good to see you looking so well. Lumiere Silas, it appears you are settling in well also." Alpha John smirks, and I'm overly aware of my shirt choice today. I picked an oversized scoop neck sweater to show off my mate mark. Silas gives a toothy grin as I adjust my sweater over my mark. I'm not embarrassed by my mark, but it feels intrusive to a private moment. Silas creases his brow and tilts his head at my action, but I continue the conversation with the Alphas. "Yes, things are moving along smoothly. We have found our Beta Ambrose Loopnoir and our Gamma Kyler Hughes." Both bow their heads.

The only difference was his nose, and he was slightly less muscular than Damien. "What the hell do you want?" Adeline snarled. The Damien look-alike stared at her for a minute then let go of her arm. She finally noticed two other guys standing behind him and they didn't exactly look like they belonged in a church. One of them took a long puff of his cigarette and blew a smoke at her face. "Thought I'd introduce myself to the hot new girl. I'm Nikolai Sky, but you can call me Nik," Nik smirked. "This here is Max, and the one with the black hair is Adrien." He introduced his other goons.