Chapter 63

(**Vicktor’s POV**)
*Somewhere outside Paris, France*

Rage fills my mind as I listen to my second in command here in France. From the moment I arrived at my compound, it was chaos. Four of my guards died in the initial attack. The loss of lives doesn’t concern me in the least. Their kind is easy to replace. The time it takes to break them to my will is enjoyable.

The issue that is filling me with rage is knowing I am being attacked in the first place. I have been wracking my brain trying to figure out which one of my enemies is behind all this. So far, I have ruled out three of the six people who could have the balls to attack me like this.

Most members of The Collectors stick to themselves for the most part. Only coming together when Finkman calls for us. There are six men that I have had issues with in the past. Mainly over parts of our respective collections. Envy and greed have always been at the root of their issues with me.

I pull my phone from my pocket to make a few calls. After getting no response from Westly, I call Issac. His phone goes straight to voicemail just like Westly’s. What the fuck is going on back in Oregon? The first thought that pops into my head makes me laugh.

There is no way Irina would have the backing to make a move on me. She doesn’t even know where I keep that half of my collection. She thinks I took Zasha with me to France. If she knows what is best for her, she will do what I told her to do.

Fuck that Alpha wolf into submission, Irina, because your time is almost up. I will come for what is mine. Sebastion Drakos and Drakos Enterprises will be mine one way or another. Arianna Drakos will be in a cage next to her brother, and I will have two Alphas for the price of one.

I will charge double for them to be seen. With Drakos Enterprises and the Drakos twins under my control, I will be more powerful than almost any other member of The Collectors. Soon I will have what I need to overthrow Finkman to become the head of our order.

The door opening behind me makes me spin around to see who dares to interrupt me. The man who enters my office gives me the creeps, yet he has proven valuable since I captured him. A dark witch by the name of Jhynx. His dark ebony eyes glitter with sinister intentions.

I hate witches.

“Tell me you have good news? Is our back-up plan in effect?”

“It is. I did the spell before we came here. She should be ready to be set free.”

I smile at him, “Good.”

Jhynx gives me a sly grin before he leaves me alone. Let’s see how Irina likes my surprise. I have suspected for a few months now that Irina will turn on me the first chance she has. Sending her to seduce Drakos is a test for her.

If she passes my test, I will give her more time with Zasha. If she fails, she will die. As I am reminded of Zasha, I make one more call. The guards I have outside the house where I have her stashed should be able to tell me where Issac and Westly are.

No answer.

Red covers my vison as rage consumes me. Where the fuck are all my men? Stomping over to my laptop, I enter my password to sign into my security system. The initial green flashing light lets me know I will be in shortly.

What I didn’t expect was the way the screen flashed grey. Then my laptop shut down after giving me a blue screen with a single message on it. That message makes me throw the laptop across the room in a fit of anger.

*Got ya.*

The message is simple yet cryptic at the same time. I know of only one man who would have the balls to attack me like this. Desmond Black. If he wants a war, then he has one.

“Price, hold nothing back the next time they attack us. I also need you to send a team of your best men to Oregon. We are under attack from multiple fronts, so I need your team to go check on a few things for me. There is something precious to me in a small house that I want you to bring back here to me.”

I hang up the phone with my second in command, then I start making plans to take down my enemy. This will be a bloody war if I find out that he took what is mine. I will destroy Desmond if it is the last thing I do.

(**Sebastion’s POV**)

After another round of testing, the doctors all agree that there is nothing wrong with me. I am being released in an hour. The thought of spending tonight in my own bed makes me smile. There is so much that needs to be done. Tomorrow will be full of meetings.

I must finalize the blueprints for the new storage facility, the recreation center, and the new park we agreed on. There are also the new teachers for the program Irina took charge of. I just hope that between her and Arianna they can get along long enough to get the task done.

Though after thinking about how Arianna interacted with Irina earlier makes me very hopeful. My sister was calm, soothing, and over all kind to Irina while she was here. That is the way she usually behaves with everyone. Except for Irina.

I know that I have been judgmental of her reactions since Irina exploded into our lives. Her fears were justified, and I ignored them for the bigger picture. I let my feeling from how she treated Gia to cloud my thoughts.

After how Arianna treated Irina after that night she came to me, I knew it would be a repeat of our past. I was right. However, I now know that so much pain could have been avoided if I had just talked to my sister about how her actions hurt me.

Anger, pride, jealousy and love are all powerful motivators. They also combine for some hideous and unfortunate misunderstandings. All of which we are now understanding so that we can all heal and move on.

The smell of orange blossoms lets me know Irina is close. When the door to my hospital room opens, I smile at her when she walks in. Her long blonde hair is left loose down her back and over one shoulder. She has on a pair of black knee-high boots over a pair of skinny jeans. Her gunmetal grey top is hanging off one shoulder, giving me a view of her creamy pale skin.

A growl rips from my throat as I think of all the males who watched her walk to the hospital.

“Relax, Sebastion, I wore a jacket.”

“No one is allowed to see you but me.” I feel Aries pushing to be in control, but I shut him out fast.

“Don’t go all possessive Alpha on me, Sebastion. Everyone in your pack knows who I am to you. I was stopped five times by pack members welcoming me to the pack. They all referred to me a Luna. So, please calm the possessive wolf.”

“I am an Alpha, and you are my mate, it is instinctual and something that I can’t change. I trust you but you need to understand that any unmated male is going to look.”

“That I am fully aware of. Now, are you ready to go home? The doctor said he would send a nurse in here to unhook you from the monitors then you are free to go home.”

“How is the search for new teachers going with Arianna?”

“We are meeting later tonight to discuss it. She says she has some prospects to check on that might be what we need.”

I give her a nod as a nurse comes in to unhook me from the monitors. After she leaves, I hop out of bed only to realize that I have no clothes with me. Though walking home naked has never bothered me before, I suddenly don’t feel like being on display.

“I have clothes for you in a bag out in the hall.”

“Thank you.”

After getting dressed, I feel a little better. We leave the hospital hand in hand, then make our way home. This is the second time in a year that I have been hospitalized. I don’t want this to become a recurring thing in my life.

I make a mental note to call Monroe to have him bring Fiona to Redwood. She must have answers to what happened. As much as I want to avoid her, I know it is the only way to understand the situation.

“Papa!” Jace screams when I enter the foyer.

“Hey there, buddy.” I pick him up as he reaches me.

“Are you better now?”

“Yes, I am much better now that I am home with you.”

“And me?” A small voice whispered.

Looking down, I see Zasha standing a few feet away. Her eyes are shining with hope and fear. The fear in her eyes makes me bend down and open my arms for her. She hesitates for a moment before she races to me. She throws her arms around my neck, then I stand up with both kids in my arms.

I never imagined this for my life before. Two children and another on the way. An amazing mate that puts me in my place when I get uppity. I have wanted this for so long, but I knew it would never happen with the way my life was going in the past.

Irina and Zasha have made my little family bigger. Between us we are making it grow. Our family.

“Can I call you Papa?” Zasha whispers in my ear as I carry them to their playroom.

My steps falter as I hear her words. Warmth spreads through my heart as I can hear her calling me that. However, a small part of my mind knows that Irina may not like the idea of Zasha calling me Papa. All I can do is nod my head for now, but I will talk to Irina about it later tonight.

The full body wiggle from her let me know I did the right thing. Jace giggles as he watched us both. I spend the next few hours on the floor in their playroom. I pretend to be a handyman as they build a house with blocks. Then I pretend to be a carpenter as they add blankets as rugs for their house.

When Irina asks me how things are going, I tell her they couldn’t be better. Her laughter through the link worries me a little, but I just go back to enjoying my time with our kids. Twenty minutes later, Irina joins us with drinks and snacks.

I leave with her when she heads back to the kitchen to return the tray to Flynn. “The bunkbed I ordered last night should be here tomorrow.”

“Why did you buy a bunkbed?”

“Zasha refuses to sleep alone in her own room. So, I figured if they have a bunkbed in Jace’s room, she can sleep there when she doesn’t want to be in her room alone.”

The look on Irina’s face makes me stop walking. The enormous smile she gives me lets me know I did the right thing. When she moves to me for a kiss, I bend down so she can kiss me. Like always, our kiss quickly turns heated.

I wrap my arms around her waist, then spin around to pin her to the wall in the hallway. With a little hop, she wraps her legs around my waist as we battle our desire. Her hands fist in my hair as my hands grip her ass. I can smell her arousal, and it is driving me insane.

The need to get her naked and beneath me is almost painful. From the sounds of her moans, I can tell she is just as eager as I am. However, before we can act on it, I get a message from Finn. What he tells me makes it feel like a bucket of ice is thrown on us.

I place Irina back on the floor, then look at her with a frown on my face. “We have visitors.”

Her eyes go wide with fear, then hope shines through. “Is it your friends with Kat?”

“No, they are still working on how to get her out. These guests are different.”

Before I can tell her who is here, she looks at me with a knowing look. Her once happy face changes into an icy mask that I have never seen before. Her ice-blue eyes glitter with anger as she steps closer to me. Grabbing my hand, Irina leads me towards the stairs.

My heart constricts in fear at what will happen when I am face to face with Fiona. Please, Mood Goddess, help me stay strong for Irina. For my family.

When we reach the foyer, my nerves are all twisted up. I am not looking forward to the meeting. The last time I was in the same room with Fiona, things ended badly. I just hope the with Irina here to ground me, this time will be different.

The front door opening makes me stand straighter. Finn comes in first, followed by Monroe, then Fiona and Justin. The moment my eyes meet Fiona’s I know I am in trouble. My mind clouds as she stares back at me with those onyx eyes of hers.

The sharp intake of breath from beside me makes me focus on Irina. Her small hand in mine helps clear my mind. All I can smell is her orange blossom scent. The scent that drew me to Fiona before is now repulsive to me.

Yet there is still this undeniable pull towards her that I can’t explain.

“Is this the whore who thinks my mate is hers?” Fiona growls at us.

Well, this is already going bad.