Chapter 4
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Nicklaus’s POV
“What is this, Layla?
Who made these paintings?
Only my Beta is aware of this tattoo. This is one of a kind. I know I have tattoos, but this one, not even my Gemma, Isaac, is aware of it. Who exactly is this artist? He/she has a lot to explain. I had a lot of questions as I didn’t understand what was going on.
“It’s a lady,” Layla spoke up.
“What,... A lady? “
“Yes, Nicklaus, a lady who has never seen you before. “
“What do you mean, she’s never seen me before and she painted me? “Sister, are you listening to yourself right now? I questioned and went on.
“No one has ever been this near to me before. It was impossible. “I roared so loudly that it rocked the entire castle, yet my mind instantaneously linked with everyone to pretend that everything was OK. Is someone monitoring me?” I confronted my sister hostile, my claws set to emerge.
“Nick, I want you to pay attention. Will you?”
“What is this? Someone is snooping on me, but I should be alright. “
“Nick! “She shrieked and struck me in the face just to get my attention. As I turned to face her, my eyes were already darkening.
The entire structure shook. I lacked authority. Hunter was competing with me for domination. She was shivering. I could see I wasn’t in perfect control. I saw her eyes go white and realized she was mind-linking to someone. Aiden and Isaac stepped in and told her to wait outside. I shifted right there before I realized it. My sister was not present. Hunter refused to cede authority. He was in charge. He most likely did not do any damage. He was bewildered, as was I. When I saw Aiden and Isaac, they were marveling at the artwork.
“Who created these paintings?” Aiden inquired. I set up a mind-link for the three of us. Since I couldn’t speak.
“One artist like that,”
“How is this even possible? Where did he or she see you transforming? “Isaac, my Gemma, inquired.
“My metamorphosis is too swift to record.”
“Who is the artist capable of even painting your chambers? It makes little sense. Alpha?” Isaac inquired.
“I wish I knew. Layla is the only one who knows this artist, and I know she’s terrified right now. I didn’t mean to frighten her. Hunter appeared out of nowhere to take command.
Hunter enabled me to take control of my body after him, and I talked. I sent Aiden to get my clothes, as by the time I shifted I ripped my clothes off. I dressed up and mind-linked my sister to come back. I could see she was still nervous, but I reassured her that everything was alright. My sister has never liked my wolf. It terrified her. I have never tried to read her mind or control her mind because she was terrified of me. She is my little sister, and she knows I won’t hurt her, but she stays far away from me. Hunter loves it when people tremble in his presence. I asked her to tell me everything there was to know about the artist.
“I’ll explain. Please make a promise not to frighten me again. “
“I promised.“
“She’s in New Orleans, where she operates a gallery that I’ve heard nice things about.
They informed me about the exhibitions this girl has been conducting for the last six years and how excellent she was.
I was in the neighborhood on Friday and checked out the gallery. Yours was the first artwork I spotted as I walked into the gallery. I asked her assistant if she was the owner of the gallery, and she replied no, that her boss was upstairs, so I asked her to give me a tour. Brooke arrived at the same moment. I inquired whether she had any more paintings of you. She answered by leading me to a storage room filled with paintings of you. “
“When and how did she meet Alpha?“ Aiden asked and continued," Does she know him?”
“Nope.” I was as astonished as you were, but when I inquired whether she had previously met Nick, she laughed and said it was humiliating. Then she pointed at the paintings and said she didn’t know whether this man existed. I asked her how, and she told me she had been dreaming of Nick since she was about ten, and when she was thirteen, she saw Nick transform into a wolf. Since she was ten, she has been painting how she sees you in her dreams, and she hates to admit it, but she went into art because you were a mystery to her, and the only way she could understand her dreams was to paint what she had seen.”
“It’s Luna! “Aiden yelled with delight.
“It had to be Luna,” and then Isaac.
“I don’t believe I’ll ever be able to forgive myself for not telling Nick; if she’s not your mate, it’s fine.
You may let her go, but believe me when I say she is your Luna. She knows a lot about you without even knowing that you exist. My sister commented: I hate to admit it, but hearing Layla utter her name sends chills up my spine. Perhaps I should try to taste how her name sounds on my tongue.
“So you mentioned Brooke was in New Orleans? Dammit! “The taste of her name on my tongue made me as hard as a rock. Thank the goddess, I’m seated behind my desk, and this desk is doing an excellent job of concealing what’s going on between my legs. My facial veins are as hard as I d**k, I swear. I perspired. f**k!. This is not acceptable. Isaac asked if I was okay, but I lied and said something was wrong with Hunter, but he’d be alright.
“How can we track her down?” My wolf Hunter asked me. So, I have a wolf that is a pervert. He was never fond of my mistresses. When I sleep with them, he sometimes stops talking to me. “I’m sorry to break it to you, Alpha, but we both know she may be your Luna. If this woman is the same in your dreams, then there is a possibility that she is our Luna.
“You’ve been having trouble since you were 18, and if she’s the same woman you’ve been dreaming about, it simply implies the two of you have been dreaming about each other and she is your mate.” Aiden chimed in.
“Let’s not assume that the lady in my dreams doesn’t exist because she’s too darn beautiful,” everyone giggled. “
“Brooke, that may be workable. She’s like a divinity roaming the earth’s surface. “Layla commented. “When will her exhibition be held?” I asked Layla.
“Let me see if I can find her webpage. There’s no way such a well-known gallery would be without an i********: account or a website. “Aiden remarked, then continued.
“What is the gallery’s name?” Aiden inquired.
“The Hive Heart,” Layla answered. Aiden’s eyes widened.
“What?” he exclaimed.
He pulled out his phone and went on i********: before returning to Layla and asking,
“Is this the lady you saw three days ago?”
“Oh my goodness, this is the lady. “
“Brooke, Holland, who the heck are you? “Aiden inquired, perplexed. “That’s impossible, Brooke, Holland. If the person you met three days ago and the person in this photo right now are the same, and the owner of The Hive Heart is the same, then you are talking about her.
“Brooke Holland is the world’s youngest registered artist. She has a regular existence; she is nondescript. “Wait, Nick, your mate has been my obsession for so long, “Except we don’t know for sure whether she’s my mate. “Alright, I need to think you people can leave,” I said. I was pounding my temples as I paced back and forth in my study. I brushed my hair back with my hand. This will not happen, Hunter. Is this a possibility? I asked my wolf, Hunter. Then Norah stepped in.
“Hey, baby! Are you getting ready to go to bed? “
“Nick! “He remained silent, his gaze fixated on his laptop, but when Norah named him Nick, a harsh gleam flashed through Alpha Nicklaus’s eyes. Alpha Nicklaus’ savage stares sent shivers down Norah’s spine. She immediately stops speaking.
“No, I’ll be sleeping at Wendy’s tonight.” He answered vehemently.
“Did you have to tell me that?”
“I don’t recall asking you to my study. You inquired, and I responded that the next time you come to my study, there would be consequences. When I say “do not enter,” I mean “do not enter.” If you genuinely don’t want to heed my commands, pack your belongings and go. Forgive me if I ask you, but you are not my mate. Understand? Please refrain from calling me such ridiculous names or by my first name. I am alpha to you. Let this be the last time I warn you. “
“However, I need you tonight. “She begged. He gave her a disdainful expression.
“I’m going to need Wendy tonight,” I responded. She walked away in bewilderment. It baffled Hunter why I lied and said I was going to Wendy when I didn’t. It’s the only way I can annoy her, and I know she will not put up with it. Hunter laughed.
“You continue to use these mistresses to avoid having s*x with them.” “You’ll tell Wendy you’re going to Evelyn when she arrives,” Hunter stated.
I chuckled.
“At the very least, you’re aware that you’re going to have me bang for free and won’t even pay me.”
“They’re not our mates, therefore they shouldn’t have pleasure with us.”
“You’re a little obnoxious for a wolf.”
“We are one, Nick, we are one.”
Hunter laughed, “Fucken wolf.”
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