
marked by the mafia alpha
Amara Cross sacrificed everything for her Alpha husband—taking a silver bullet that permanently weakened her wolf, enduring a pregnancy that nearly killed her, and shrinking herself for five years hoping to earn his love. Instead, she found him with his mistress and watched her five-year-old son call another woman "mommy."
Broken and discarded, she walked away from the pack that never valued her.
Three years later, Amara returns as a powerful tech mogul worth millions—stunning, confident, and untouchable. Everything her ex-husband said she'd never be.
But her carefully constructed walls face two threats: Damien, who suddenly wants her back now that she's successful, and Lucian Volkov—a ruthless Lycan mafia king who's also her second-chance mate. Lucian is possessive, dominant, and refuses to accept her rejection. He sees through her armor to the terrified woman beneath who's scared of being destroyed again.
Caught between a past that broke her and a future she's afraid to want, Amara must decide: will she let fear keep her alone forever, or will she risk everything to reclaim not just her power, but her heart? Sometimes the greatest strength is choosing to trust again.
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Chapter: the counter moveChapter 112: The CountermoveAuroraI stood at my window. Watching the underworld city wake. Watching pieces move on the board.Grandfather thought he was so clever. Thought he'd trapped Lucian perfectly.We'd see.A knock at my door. Frantic. Desperate."Enter."The door opened. A guard stumbled in. Young. Low-ranking. One of mine—bought, paid for, loyal.He was shaking. Literally trembling. Hands clenched at his sides.I didn't turn. Kept watching the city. "Speak.""I—I heard—" His voice cracked. "The Grandfather and Lucian. They—they made a deal. I was stationed outside the chambers. I heard everything."Now I turned. Slowly. "Everything?"He swallowed hard. Nodded."Then tell me." I moved to my chair. Sat. Fingers steepled. "Every word. Every detail. Leave nothing out."He told me.The mating ceremony requirement. The two-month deadline for a legitimate heir. The vampire child being denied all claims. The fresh blood supply. The five-month timeline.All of it.Every manipulation.
Last Updated: 2026-02-25
Chapter: the price of survivalChapter 111: The Price of SurvivalLucianDawn came too soon.I stood outside Grandfather's private chambers. The door carved from black stone. Ancient runes glowing faintly. Waiting.Behind me—Amara. Still unconscious. Still dying. Every hour she got paler. Weaker. The child draining her faster than we could replace.Days. Maybe less.I had no choice. No options. No—The door opened.Cassius stood there. Calm. Professional. "The Grandfather will see you now."I entered.The chamber was massive. Dark. Oppressive. No windows. Just walls carved with the history of our bloodline. Victories. Conquests. Power.And at the center—Grandfather.Sitting in his personal throne. Seven feet of ancient fury. But not angry now. Not raging.Worse.Calm. Controlled. Calculated.He gestured to a chair across from him. "Sit."I remained standing. "I'll stand."He smiled. Small. Cold. "As you wish."Silence. Heavy. He was making me wait. Making me ask. Making me—"You summoned me." I said. Voice flat. "Y
Last Updated: 2026-02-25
Chapter: end gameChapter 110: The EndgameGrandfatherI stood in my private chambers. The room I'd occupied for ten thousand years. Walls carved from the bones of my enemies. Floor stained with the blood of those who'd challenged me.Everything I'd built. Everything I'd protected. Everything I'd—Lost.My fist went through the obsidian table. Ancient. Irreplaceable. Shattered like glass.No heir. No legacy. No future.Because of love. Because of weakness. Because my grandson chose a corrupted mate over—Over everything.The door opened. I didn't turn. Didn't acknowledge.Only one person would dare enter without knocking."You're destroying your own furniture again." Cassius's voice. My beta. My advisor. My oldest living friend. "That's the third table this month.""Get out.""No." He moved into the room. Calm. Unbothered. "Not until you stop acting like a child and start thinking like a king."I spun. Power radiating. The air itself trembling."Careful, old friend. I am still your superior."He smiled
Last Updated: 2026-02-24
Chapter: the heir apparentChapter 109: The Heir ApparentAuroraI stood in my chambers. Door locked. Wards humming. The heart pulsing on the table before me.Kang's heart. Still beating. Still alive. Still—The door opened.Impossible. The wards should have—A figure stepped through. Hooded. Cloaked in black that seemed to drink the light. Moving like smoke. Like shadow given form.I didn't reach for a weapon. Didn't call for guards.Just watched as she crossed the room. Familiar gait. Familiar presence.She lowered her hood."Mother." My voice was flat. "What are you doing here? No one can know you're still alive."She ignored the question. Moved to the window. Looked out at the city below."Lucian is gone." She said. "Exiled. Disowned. The old man threw away his only heir over a corrupted mate and a bastard child.""Yes."She turned. Looked at me. Eyes like mine—sharp, calculating, cold."Which makes you the only one suitable to inherit." She smiled. "Everything we planned. Everything we've worked toward. It
Last Updated: 2026-02-24
Chapter: monster revealedChapter 108: The Monster RevealedAmaraThe dining hall was a monument to power.Ceilings that vanished into shadow. Obsidian pillars thick as redwoods. A table carved from a single piece of petrified wood—older than nations, older than gods.And at its head sat death itself.The Grandfather.Seven feet of ancient fury. Silver hair cascading past his shoulders like frozen waterfalls. Eyes that weren't eyes—pure molten gold, no white, no iris, just burning cosmic fire that saw through flesh and bone and lies.When he looked at you, civilizations trembled.I sat four seats away. Lucian between us. Aurora across. All of us silent under that terrible golden gaze.Breakfast had been laid out. I couldn't touch it. The smell of cooked meat made bile rise. Made that other hunger pulse. The dark one. The one that wanted something living. Bleeding. Warm.The child moved. Insistent. Demanding.Hungry. Need. Feed. TAKE."You are dying." The Grandfather's voice didn't echo—it consumed sound itself
Last Updated: 2026-02-23
Chapter: breaking pointChapter 107: The Breaking PointRachelDinner with Dimitri had become routine over the past week.Nothing fancy. Just—eating together. Making sure Kai was fed and settled. Then the two of us at the kitchen table with whatever Helena had left or whatever we'd managed to cook.Tonight it was pasta. Simple. Easy. Normal.Except nothing felt normal anymore.Not with him sitting across from me. Not with the bond humming constantly. Not with the memory of him—wet, shirtless, perfect—burned into my brain.I'd been trying to ignore it. Trying to focus on anything else.Wasn't working."Kai's doing better." I said. Breaking the silence. "He actually smiled today when I picked him up from school."Dimitri nodded. "Good. He needed normal. Structure.""Yeah." I pushed pasta around my plate. "His teacher said he's been quieter than usual but—he's participating. Eating lunch with friends. It's progress.""Thanks to you." Dimitri's eyes met mine. Warm. Grateful. "You've been good for him. Good for—"
Last Updated: 2026-02-23
Worthless Wife, Priceless Sister
Amira endures three years of abuse as a neglected housewife in the Quinn family mansion, treated like a servant by her cold husband Keal, his cruel mother Catherine, and his vindictive siblings. When Keal's first love Emma returns after three years abroad, Amira discovers her marriage was a sham—Keal only married her to silence rumors about his sexuality. Heartbroken after catching them together, she demands a divorce and leaves with nothing. In the pouring rain, three powerful strangers intercept her: billionaire CEO Alex Albert, superstar Ryan Albert, and legendary lawyer James Albert—brothers who reveal she's their long-lost sister Rose, kidnapped thirteen years ago.
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Chapter: the golden cageChapter 4: The Golden CageThe older man—who introduced himself as Charles, the head butler—led me up the grand staircase. My wet shoes squeaked against the marble with every step. I was painfully aware of the water dripping from my clothes onto their expensive floor."Your room has been waiting for you, Miss Rose," Charles said softly.My room. I didn't have a room here. I'd never been here before.We walked down a long hallway lined with paintings and photographs. I caught glimpses of faces—my brothers at different ages, a beautiful woman who must have been my mother, and several of a little girl with curly dark hair.Me.Charles stopped in front of a white door with gold trim. He turned the handle and pushed it open.I stepped inside and froze.The room was massive. Easily three times the size of the bedroom I'd had at the Quinn house. The walls were painted a soft lavender. There was a canopy bed with white curtains, shelves filled with toys and books, a window seat overlooking th
Last Updated: 2026-01-23
Chapter: Albert mansionChapter 3: The Albert FamilyI stood there in the rain, water running down my face, my clothes completely soaked through. The four black cars surrounded me like a cage. Their engines were still running, the headlights cutting through the gray storm.Then the doors opened.Three men stepped out.My breath caught in my throat.I knew these faces. Everyone knew these faces.The first man was tall, wearing a perfectly tailored suit that probably cost more than everything I had ever owned combined. His hair was dark and styled back, his jaw sharp, his eyes intense even from a distance. Alex Albert. The youngest billionaire CEO in the world. Twenty-eight years old and worth more money than some small countries. His face was on magazine covers every month.The second man was just as tall, but his style was different. More casual. A designer jacket over a fitted shirt, his hair a little longer, his smile the kind that made millions of women scream his name. Ryan Albert. Top actor. His movies
Last Updated: 2025-12-08
Chapter: the truthChapter 2: The TruthI stood in the laundry room, my back pressed against the washing machine, trying to breathe. Trying to think. Trying to understand what I had just witnessed.Who was she?Why was Keal so sweet to her?Why did the entire family light up around her like she was the sun and I was just a shadow they stepped over?Three years. She had been gone for three years. And the moment she walked back in, it was like I had never existed.The door opened.My body went rigid.Desmond stepped inside, closing the door behind him. That smirk was still plastered on his face, his eyes moving over me in that way that made me want to scrub my skin raw."Poor thing," he said, his voice dripping with fake sympathy. He took a step closer. "I really do feel pity for you, Amira."I pressed harder against the washing machine, my hands gripping the edge. "Get out."He ignored me, taking another step. "You know, if you had just given yourself to me, I would never let anyone hurt you. I'd treat y
Last Updated: 2025-12-08
Chapter: breaking pointChapter 1: The Breaking PointThe ceramic plate slipped through my wet hands before I could catch it. The sound of it shattering against the marble floor echoed through the entire house like a gunshot.My heart stopped.I didn't even have time to look down at the pieces before the slap came. Hard. Fast. The force of it snapped my head to the side, and I tasted blood on my lip."You good-for-nothing woman!" Catherine's voice was a shriek that made my ears ring. "Do you know how much that cost? Twenty thousand dollars! Twenty thousand! But what would you know about money? You can't do anything right! All you do is sit at home like a lazy housewife, breaking things that don't belong to you!"My cheek burned. My eyes stung, but I kept them down, staring at the shattered pieces of the plate. Each fragment felt like a piece of myself."I'm sorry," I whispered. "I didn't mean—""Sorry?" Veriana, my sister-in-law, clicked her heels across the floor until she was right in front of me. I could
Last Updated: 2025-12-08