Konstantin: The Heartless Beta

Lily

I had never seen Konstantin as upset as he was when he stormed out of the mansion. Not even when I fucked up a major order in my first few months with him.

He's angry with me, but I didn't expect him to be this hurt. How stupid am I?! Of course, Konstantin would have understood what I went through last night, so what the fuck made me think he would hate me?!

/“I told you,”/ comes that voice again and immediately, my question was answered.

Sighing, I walk upstairs to our bedroom to wait until we have to leave for the ritual. If the childminders are the guilty ones, then I will not be going in to work today; surely Kai will understand my decision.

In any case, I called my second to let him know to handle things for tonight.

What is going to happen now? I've just broken my mate as well as my Alpha’s trust in me by thinking I could solve my problems on my own. I know I need help; I know I need to talk about what's going on in my head, but where do I start? I already sounded crazy just by saying that I hear voices, so how was I supposed to open up to them?

/“You're simply making excuses,”/ finally, the voice of my wolf, Gypsy, comes through again.

/“What good are you to me if you're never there for me when I need you? The only time you appear is when you want to reprimand me.”/ I scoff, trying to tune her out, but she’s persistent.

/“What are you talking about?! I'm always here, but you seem to prefer the snake for company over me."/ She says in a hurtful tone, and it makes me frown.

/“Huh? Prefer the snake to you? What are you talking about?! I would much rather NOT talk to that fucking thing for as long as I live!"/ I exclaim.

Gypsy lifts up her head again. /“But you choose it every time you start to feel sad instead of turning to me.”/ She says wistfully.

I shake my head. /“No, I don’t. But you've just proven to me that this thing thrives on my sorrow, so I think I know what I'll do from now on.”/

A realisation hits me when I lay back on our bed; the only time I hear that little voice is when I have a panic attack or feel like I'm not good enough. It feeds on my doubt and fears, so in turn, I am the one who has literally been feeding my demons.

But how do I stop this? Supernatural beings don't exactly have antidepressants they can take to cope with shit! Will talking to Konstantin or our Luna help at all? I suppose I will never know until I try.

First things first, I need to make this up to Konstantin then deal with everyone else. I need to prove myself a worthy part of this pack yet again, but the only time I can start with this is after the ritual tonight. As difficult as it will be, I need to get out of this slump and stop feeling like a fucking victim Fenriz and Konstantin didn't train me to feel powerless.

Stefan has power over me that way, and the last thing I want is that dead fucker to have a hold on me again. He's abused and taunted me enough; it's time for me to kill this demon for good. Konstantin

I pinch the bridge of my nose when I see Kai walking into my office with blood on his fists while dragging a terrified looking Dimitri in with him.

"What the fuck happened?” I ask, not sure I actually wanted to know what the fuck my brother did. His eyes are red, and there's anger in his scent as well as confusion; Dimitri might as well have his tail in between his legs.

“The minders spoke, but what they had to say is bullshit I was not inclined to believe.” He says, then walks over to my entertainment section and throws Dimitri on the couch before downing the bourbon straight from the bottle. “Until I did this.” He says and holds up his bloody hands.

I get up and join him, shooting my younger brother a confused look. “Well, it must have struck a nerve for you to be day drinking straight from the bottle, so what the fuck is it?" I ask and take the bottle from his hands, but he shoots me a glare that has me holding my hands’ palms up.

“They were told to do this by the one with God in his name,” he says, taking another swig. Frowning at those words, I shake my head and cross my arms. “That again? But we killed the twins as well as their brother, so what the fuck does that even mean?” I ask.

The last time Cat got a prophecy like this from Kai's beast, it turned out to be the twins, Vanya and llya, along with their brother Alyosha. Half witch/wolf hybrids who were plotting to kill our pack, only for us to find out that they were actually working for Stefan in the end. So what the fuck? “They've been working for him for over a month, and he told them to follow what he said, or he would kill them and their families.” Kai shakes his head and gives a disbelieving laugh. “They gave me a name as well; Dimitri knew about it all along.”

“Will you stop dragging this out and get to the fucking point? They must have told you more than a name for you to get so worked up like this-"

“Daniil Volkov.”

I blanched when he says this, and my heart starts pounding. A name capable of bringing my brother, the fucking Alpha and Werewolf God reincarnate to his knees and for good fucking reason. “You know that's bullshit, right?" I say and scoff. “It doesn't make sense, and I refuse to believe whatever they have to fucking say because how could that be fucking possible? Let's get back to them to question them further-"

“I killed them and ate their hearts,” he says and laughs. “I killed them to see for myself, and I saw him along with our little brother over there. I fucking saw him, Kon.”

I take a step back and look at my brother while refusing to believe his words. There's no way Daniil Volkov could be alive, not after...

“But why...?" That is the only thing I can think of asking. “Doesn't anybody fucking stay dead anymore?!”

Kai gives another mirthless laugh. "To take his rightful place as Alpha, apparently. Mother was just a way in for him; he would have eventually killed her until he found the perfect way to take over: my 18th birthday.”

I look at Dimitri. “What the fuck do you know about this?”

He gets up and looks me straight in the eye. “He's the one who asked the blonde demon to put the parasite in me. My memories returned the night Kai made me turn three times consecutively.”

My eyebrow shoots up when he says this. “Were you ever going to tell us about this or stay wilfully ignorant until he called you to his side again?” I ask. “Our trust in you is already fragile, and now you pull this shit, Dimitri!”

“I know!" He exclaims, clenching his fists. “I was going to, but would you two have fucking believed me if I told you all this?! Kai already blames himself for what happened back then; there was no way he would have believed me!”

I shake my head and try to stay calm. I'm already so fucking pissed off because of this thing with Lily, and now we have another major bombshell to deal with. I walk towards Kai and take that bottle from his hands before taking a long swig myself.

“So what now?" I ask.

Kai shrugs and sits down on the sofa. “He has a way into the estate, and people seem to remember him from back then, so we need to speak with the witches about a better protection spell. We can't allow our kin to be in harm's way anymore.” He says, then sits forward and looks at me.

“I'm tired of being betrayed by those closest to me, and I swear to the Gods that the next one to cross me will have their throats ripped out.”

I sense fear seeping into Dimitri’s scent, and he takes a breath before walking over to Kai and getting on his haunches in front of our older brother. “Becoming Alpha isn't the only thing he wants; he needs the status to access the vaults.” He says, looking Kai straight in the eye.

“How do you know this?” Kai asks as a deep frown burrows into his brow.

Dimitri swallows. “He spoke with me after the fair, and I remember him speaking with the blonde demon about it. I don't remember what he’s looking for, but if he needs Volkov Alpha status just to get access to the vault for it, then it can't be good.”

“Then I just have to make sure I kill him again,” Kai says, then gets up and crosses his arms.

“Since he seems to be behind everything bad that has happened in our lives, including me killing Mother and the parasites implanted in our brothers, I think it's only fair that I repeat my rampage. However, this time I will make sure Father stays dead and if I have to use the Nephilim dagger once more, then so be it.”

Again I ask, does no one ever fucking stay dead anymore?