32.|| Cold as Ice.

Lilliana’s POV

The first few months of Alpha Dimitri’s death passed and Nikolai didn’t stop being the cold asshole that he is. Everyone had almost gotten tired of having him around as he wore all of them out.

I knew that there was no way that I or anyone else for that matter would be escaping his sharp claws of torture. He gave out orders coldly and would even send some, including me, on difficult errands.

“What the fuck is this?!” Nikolai yelled just when I was about to make my way to the door. I winced, my body ached and my eyes felt heavy since I haven’t been sleeping well lately.

I turned to see the tea that I’d serve him spilled everywhere and I couldn’t help but let out a frustrated muffled groan as I managed to open my mouth with cold chills running through my veins.

I still haven’t forgotten my confrontation with him and being with him since that day just managed to be more uncomfortable. His patience seemed to be growing thinner by the day and it looked like it was only a mat