The Alpha’s Dark Revenge
Chapter 29

Liyah's POV

"I can't do it," I pleaded with Margaret as she sat on the bed, a mischievous smile on her face. She had finally told me her name and it was much better than referring to her as 'the Healer'.

"Well, you surely can't say that to him," She sighed, patting my back. "You can picture it as a job, you know? one of your chores, then get it over with."

I buried my head in my hands. "It's not fair, neither is it my fault. I mean, no one told me to stay away from that area of the house today. Why do I have to take the blame for even things that aren't my fault?"

She only sighed as a response. "I understand, child. But we can't do anything about it now. He has been chasing this client for as long as I can remember. And now he has him in his grip I'm sure he won't let anything stop him. He's going to throw a tantrum if anything ruins this."

I scoffed, bitterness welling up within me. "Why do I have to do him all these favors? He has been treating me like s**t all this time and is never appreciative when I do something good. Why? I'm so tired..."

Margaret squeezed my shoulders reassuringly. "You'll be fine."

I nodded, feeling even more exhausted than I had previously. It just keeps getting worse. Nikolai's POV

"How many more years do I have to wait for her to get ready?!" I seethed as I glanced at my watch. I saw some of the she-wolves duck and run helter skelter at the sound of my voice. I had been waiting nearly thirty minutes for them to get her ready. What the f**k was taking so long? I wondered, glancing at the time again. If they didn't hurry up I would be late for the party as well. Not like it would be a problem, but I was always punctual to everything.

As I cursed under my breath once more, I saw her emerge from the top of the stairs and I had to stand my ground to keep from sprawling. She was a vision. I couldn't help but rake my eyes over her form. She was clad in a sleeveless emerald green mermaid dress. I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep my jaw from dropping. The green complemented her ice blue eyes quite well, and her hair was pulled back in a sleek ponytail. She looked befitting enough to act like my fiancée.

I had to force my eyes away from her as she ascended the stairs. When she stood next to me, the scent of her hair was this close to driving me crazy. I had to remind myself of the more important things at hand. Without a word, I exited the living room making my way to the car. It was about an hour ride and we had to be quick. I saw her follow from corner of my eyes and help herself into the passenger seat.

I started the engine and zoomed off at full speed. The entire ride consisted of me trying my hardest not to gape at her, and her looking out the window the whole time. I finally brought the car to a stop in front of a fancy hotel where the party was supposed to hold. I took a few seconds to prepare myself for the agony ahead and then I exited the car, tossing the keys to the valet and walking round to open the door for her. I plastered a smile on my face as I helped her out, nudging her sharply so she could so the same. I gripped her waist tightly when she glared up at me and brought my lips to her ear. "If you don't quit being stupid girl and play along, I'll make sure you're beheaded by dawn."

I saw her eyes glaze over and she stood up straighter, swallowing with difficulty and letting a smile spread over her cheeks.

Good.

With her by my side the entire night, I roamed the hall, greeting business partners and familiar faces in the industry. Unsurprisingly, she managed it perfectly, smiling and laughing when required. I assumed she was used to being at events like this due to her father's influence.

Pissed for no particular reason, I dragged her along until I sighted Enrique. I breathed out deeply. Now was the time, I needed to impress him enough to get the contact signed and sealed. As I made to move forward, I felt the girl stop abruptly, forcing her hand out of my tight grip and glaring at me. I looked down to see her glaring at me, anger deep in her eyes. Her chest heaved as she stared at me for a few moments, and without a word she whipped around and walked away.

Alarmed, I walked after her, trying not to yell, we were already getting weird stares from a few people. I saw her get to one of the tables and grab up a champagne flute, downing it in one gulp.

"What the f**k do you think you're doing? Don't you dare embarrass me," I swore under my breath as I stood beside her.

She angrily shook off the arm I placed on her waist. "You know what? I'm done," She said, gulping another glass of champagne.

I felt my palms begin to sweat. Why the f**k was this happening right now, here of all places.

"What the f**k are you talking about?"

She scoffed. "Of course you probably wouldn't even realize. Being an a*****e is obviously your day job. So yeah, lose the stupid contract. The worst you could do is kill me like you've been threatening to."

I c****d an eyebrow, wondering where all this courage was coming from. I swore silently when I realized she was probably tipsy. She had been taking sips of alcohol the whole night. I cursed myself for letting her do that in the first place.

I gripped her upper arm. "Now listen here you little b***h. You'll do as-"

"No!" She dragged her hand away.

I sucked in a sharp breath as more people began to look out way. She was causing a f*g scene.

I broke into a sweat and tried to move closer to her when I saw Enrique approach us. I turned to her in desperation. "Okay, please, this last time. I can't afford to lose this." I hated the fact that I had to stoop this low. I would punish her so severely for this that she would pick death over it.

She shook her head vigorously before I could even finish.

"Okay I'm sorry!" I said, exasperated. "Please..."

She regarded me coldly for a few moments. Enrique was almost at our table, his face starting to contort into a frown.

She let out a bitter laugh. "You are such a-"

In one last attempt to shut her up, I leaned forward, gripped the back of her neck and crushed my lips on hers.