Page 34 of Nikolai

Grabbing a handful of her hair, I jerk her head back, her eyes instantly glazing with lust. "Do not cross me, Katya. Now. Leave." The warning tone of my voices takes her by surprise, and her eyes widen in fear.

"You would never hurt me." Katya searches my eyes.

"You are nothing to me." Releasing her, I turn my back, head for the closet and get dressed. When I walk back out, Katya is standing where I left her. She says nothing as her eyes follow me around the room while I collect my weapon, placing it in the holster on my side.

"A woman showed up on your doorstep this morning. She didn't say her name, but I believe she was the cleaning lady or your cook."

Turning, I give her my attention. The vengeful look on her face gives me cause for concern. Katya is a spiteful, jealous woman. "What did you do?" I demand to know.

Shrugging, she says, "I told her the truth. That you are mine."

Her words enrage me, and I'm in her face before she has time to draw another breath. "I belong to only one woman, and it isn't you. It. Will. Never. Be. You." I look down at her.

Katya juts her chin in defiance. "You would choose that cow over me?"

"You are not half the woman she is." My nostrils flare.

Katya gasps. "You love her?" she questions, but I do not answer.

There's a knock on the door, and it swings open. "Sir," Maxim's eyes dart from me to Katya. "Leah was involved in an accident. She's been taken to the hospital."

My eyes land on Katya's face for what will be the last time. "You are to leave my home. If you ever show disrespect by speaking to my family or me again, I will not hesitate to have you killed," I warn her, then rush out of the room and sprint down the stairs. I notice my mother through the open door of my father's office, sitting on the leather sofa. She calls out to me, but I ignore her. "I want them gone by the time I return," I yell to Maxim as he tosses me my bike keys.

"Yes, sir."

I'm not sure how long it took me to get to the hospital, but I gunned it the entire way. Several bikes belonging to men I know sit parked near the emergency room entrance as I bring my bike to a jolting stop. I run through the doors, where Jake and Logan meet me. To my right, the waiting room is filled with some of their women, along with Quinn and Sam. The only men missing are Gabriel and Reid. My speed slows a bit, but I keep moving forward, my eyes set on the doors ahead.

"Shit," Logan mumbles as he and Jake fall in behind me.

"Sir. Sir," a nurse calls to me as I ignore the do not enter signs and barge through the double doors to find my woman.

A male doctor steps in front of me, holding up his hand. "Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

My feet never stop moving as my hand grips the collar of his shirt, making him backpedal until his back hits the wall. "Stay out of my way."

"Let him go, brother." Logan steps to my side. "Come on. We've all been there. Control yourself."

"Shit. What is it with you men? Nikolai, please let go of Dr. Holland." The use of my name snaps my head in the direction the voice came from. I see Emerson, Quinn's woman, standing at the nurse's station. My fingers go lax, and I release my hold on the doctor, then step away.

I turn my attention to Emerson. "Where is she?"

Emerson's face softens. "Leah is resting."

My patience is wearing thin, and I'm barely hanging on by a thread. I repeat myself. "Where is she?"

"Let's step out into the waiting room for a moment." Emerson looks around, and I take in the fact we have an audience. When I don't make a motion to move, Emerson sighs. "She's in a room getting cleaned up. Leah has a few bumps and bruises. Other than that, I promise she is going to be okay."

"Then take me to her," I demand.

"She doesn't want to see you," Emerson tells me, and I lose my shit.

"The fuck?" Emerson's words feel like a slap to my face, and my brother clamps his hand on my shoulder. I shrug off the hold he has on me. "I want to hear this from her myself." The cords in my neck tighten as I attempt to keep my anger in check.

"I'm sorry, Nikolai. Leah was adamant. I have to ask you to leave." Emerson gives me a final look before turning and walking away.

Every fiber of my being wants to tear this hospital apart until I find my woman. My hands clench at my sides.

"Let's get some air. We need to talk," Jake says.

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