Free Under the Alpha's Protection by Doris O'Connor Page B

and me, we'll take over, and unite the packs. We'll live forever , and we’ll have the whole of London as our play area. You'd like that, Princess, wouldn't you?
    The trembles started from deep inside her womb and traveled outwards in ever widening circles. Her senses heightened , and her blood boiled as Draco continued to talk to her in her mind.
    "No. No! Never."
    The hysterical shriek coming out of her mouth hurt her own ears, and the wolves now piling in through the busted doors all yelped and cowered on the floor. Nikita saw red, and she leapt through the air and crashed into an astonished looking Draco. He never knew what hit him as her clawed hand broke through his sternum and she fisted his heart and pulled.
    Like a hot knife through butter her fist slid through his already disintegrating body, and she held his now still heart in her hands, and squeezed. The leftover ashes fluttered through the air like macabre confetti, and her own heart slowed and stopped.
    The last conscious thought Nikita ha d was an overwhelming feeling of regret, before the incredible pain in her neck made her black out.
     

Chapter Eight
     
    Nikita had died and was burning in hell. That was the only explanation for the fire in her veins and the amount of pain she was in. Her throat hurt as though she'd swallowed razorblades, her stomach heaved, and for the umpteenth time she emptied out the entire contents of her stomach. A cool washcloth placed on her clammy forehead was heaven sent, and Raoul's beloved voice brought a ghost of a smile to her face, until she remembered that she ought to be cross at him.
    "Mama, let me do that."
    "No, you'll be off with you. Trust me when she's well enough to care about these things she'll thank you for the fact that you didn't see her at her worst. Besides, she doesn't need a man right now. This is women's work. Go do manly things with your father. I've got this."
    Raoul's furious growl seemed to shake the whole room, and there was the slam of a door, but his mother just laughed softly, and continued to stroke the blessedly cool cloth over Nikita's skin.
    Maybe she wasn't in hell then. Felicia Saint Germain was altogether too kind to ever end up in hell.
    "No, you're certainly not dead, my dear, though I wager you feel like death warmed up." Felicia's answer had Nikita's eyes flutter open, and the older woman's lined face lit up in a kind smile. She had Raoul's eyes , and a little pang of regret jolted through Nikita at the thought. There was so much unfinished business between her and Raoul.
    "This stage is always the hardest, and after everything your body has been through, it will take you some time to regain your strength."
    She pulled Nikita up gently when she tried to lift her head, and fluffed the pillows behind her head.
    "It's a miracle you're still carrying, my dear, but then you've beaten the odds at every turn. Here, sip this. It will help settle your stomach and give you some energy. I know my son is busting at the seams to see you up and about. He doesn’t seem to believe me when I tell him that this is all normal, and will pass. It's only to be expected in your condition."
    Felicia pushed a spoon of tepid liquid into her mouth, and Nikita dutifully swallowed. Her stomach roiled, but the slightly bitter brew stayed down, and Felicia urged several more spoonfuls down her, before Nikita put her hands up, and waved surrender.
    "Good girl, that's a start."
    "What did you mean in my condition? What the fuck have I turned into now?"
    She clamped a hand on her mouth when Felicia' s eyebrows rose.
    "There's no need for that sort of language, my dear, not in my house. I'll forgive you this once, but don't think I won't make you eat the washing up liquid."
    Her face softened when Nikita burst into tears, and she pulled her in for a hug, which just made her cry harder.
    "There, there now it's okay. Just let it all out, that's it."
    Nikita eventually managed to stop sniffling and blew her nose on the