Nikolai X Sigma 소설 & 이야기

“I’m sorry. It just never gets old.” The Alpha continues as if nothing happened. “We had hoped Reggie’s presence would have been enough to deter him, but as your mate explained to us yesterday, the obsession from male wolves towards a sigma is potentially unstoppable. She’s hoping the cure she is working on will help prevent it. What she had to show us was way over our heads, but she seems… passionate about it.” “Sigma fight mode.” I say. “They will say anything to get out of a situation they are uncomfortable in. Zara is smarter than, I don’t know, ninety-nine point nine percent of the population. So her ‘say anything’ gets really technical.”

The Alpha stood in the middle of the surrounding pack and began to speak. “Tonight, we are all gathered here to bear witness to a crime that had been committed,” the Alpha began. “Crime of any sort is punishable, but crime from a Sigma? That is punishable by death!” I heard gasps from the Sigmas in the back as the rest of the pack cheered on. If I was going to say anything, now would be the time to do it. I lifted my head and spoke with courage.

He did not expect that this exposion was not that important at all. "You have been cravjng for this Niko. Your real name is Xyler Darkenlor," Cryp repeated. Niko simply smiled. But his eyes were still in confused. "I don't give a fuck for that kind of joke Cryp," now it was Zatima who answered this time. She broke the attention of Niko to save him from being manipulated. Neither does he belive Cryp and ut does the same as to Niko. "Oh, Zatima," Cryp turned his forehead to Zatima who was pointing the gun at him.

“Come see this.” I stood slowly, following his line of sight. Sergei’s jacket had flared open, revealing a small black device strapped to his chest, its light pulsing faintly in red. A transmitter. My stomach dropped. “No. No, no, no…” “Back away,” Nikolai commanded sharply, already reaching for his knife to cut the straps. “Is it a bomb?” Isabella asked, her voice rising with panic. “Not exactly,” Nikolai replied. “It’s a signal relay — it’s transmitting something.”

“Don’t even fucking start with me.” Scrutinizingly, Anatoly crossed his hands over his chest, arching a questioning brow at me. “I’m sure this can’t be bad for you. You’re Nikolai. TheNiko Yezhov. You don’t have a fucking Achilles heel. You can handle anything.”

“I normally don’t tell people what I am because I don’t want to be treated differently.” “Most Alphas can’t hide who they are, but you can?” I ask incredulously. Alpha Matteo once told me that Alphas cannot hide their scent or rank since they’re natural leaders. To be able to do that… just how powerful is Nero? He chuckles and sheepishly shoves his hands into the pockets of his jeans. There’s a hint of sadness in his voice when he says, “You’re looking at me differently.” “No! No, it’s not—” I trail off. “I’m just surprised an Alpha like you would be interested in a… Rogue like me.”