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: soothingChapter — SoothingHe didn't sleep.Lay on the bed with his eyes on the ceiling and the image Aurora had shown him sitting in his chest with the weight of something that had decided to stay. The note from Cassius in his pocket. Both things present. Neither resolving into the other.He got up when the house went fully quiet.Walked down the hall.Knocked on Sol's door without deciding to.Sol opened it.One look at his face.Stepped back.Zarian came in.The room was dim. Sol's desk lamp still on. Books open. Glasses on the nightstand. The specific organized chaos of someone who had been awake doing something productive and had stopped when the knock came.Zarian sat on the edge of the bed.Sol looked at him."Zarian." His voice was quiet. "What's wrong."Zarian's face was doing something it almost never did.Not the door with no handle. Not the controlled nothing. Something underneath that. A crack in the foundation — small, barely visible, the kind you only saw if you'd been looking
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Chapter: the seedChapter — The SeedThe corridor was dark at midnight.Zarian preferred it that way.He moved through the pack house the way he moved through everything — unhurried, contained, the particular stillness of someone who had learned early that drawing attention cost more than it was worth. His footsteps made no sound. The darkness offered nothing that bothered him. Both sides of him were comfortable in the dark.He felt it at the second turn.A presence.Not threatening exactly. Just — there. Following. Matching his pace with the specific care of someone who didn't want to be heard and was good enough at it that a normal person wouldn't have noticed.He was not a normal person.He didn't stop walking.Kept his pace even. His face empty. Let three more seconds pass — one, two, three — and then moved.Superspeed.One moment corridor. Next moment he was behind the presence with both hands — one on the throat, one on the shoulder — and the wall received her hard enough that the stone cracked s
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-27
Chapter: controlled burnControlled BurnThe training room was cold at seven in the morning.Kai preferred it that way.He'd been running these sessions since he got back. Not because anyone asked. Because the pack needed structure and structure needed someone willing to show up first and leave last and not make it anyone's problem but their own.He was already on the mat when they filed in.Sol first. Then Lior. Zarian at the back moving through the door with that contained energy of his — reading the room before he'd fully entered it. Malik last.Kai didn't look at the door.He felt him anyway.The bond flared the second Malik crossed the threshold — warm, immediate, that insistent pull that had been sitting in his chest since the path this morning and hadn't quieted since. He kept his back to the room and finished wrapping his hands, telling his wolf to be quiet.His wolf was not quiet.The bond was the problem. That was the thing to keep clear. The bond was old magic and old magic didn't care about the sp
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-26
Chapter: craving kaiChapter — CravingMalik pushed open the door to the guest room on the second floor and stepped inside, shutting it firmly behind him. The lock clicked. He leaned back against the wood for a second, eyes closed, chest still tight from the corridor. The new phone box sat heavy in one hand. The folded napkin was in the other, warm from his grip.He crossed to the bed and slumped down on the edge, elbows on his knees. The room was quiet except for the distant hum of the house. Morning light cut through the half-drawn curtains, painting long stripes across the floor. Malik stared at the napkin for a long moment, thumb brushing over the soft fabric where Kai had pressed it toward his face.Then he brought it to his nose and inhaled.Kai’s scent flooded him.Deep. Masculine. Dark spice and clean skin and something richer underneath — the faint trace of arousal that had spiked when Kai’s hand hovered near his cheek. It hit Malik like a punch to the gut. His wolf surged forward, pressing hard
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-26
Chapter: the phoneChapter — The PhoneThe corridor was empty at ten in the morning.Malik was walking through it with his head down and his jaw set and his cracked phone in his pocket and a very specific internal conversation happening that was mostly his wolf saying things he wasn't ready to hear.He'd been avoiding the third floor.He'd been avoiding the stairs that led to the third floor.He'd been avoiding the entire east wing of the pack house with the focused energy of someone who had decided that physical distance was a workable substitute for emotional management.It was not working.The bond pulled at him constantly. Like a compass that only had one direction and was not interested in his feelings about that direction. He could feel the general location of Kai in the house the way you felt weather coming — not precise, just present, sitting in the back of his chest pointing northeast and humming.He turned the corner.His wolf lunged.Malik's feet stopped before his brain caught up.Kai was co
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-26
Chapter: collisionChapter — CollisionThe pack house path was quiet at nine in the morning.Malik was not quiet.Malik was scrolling through seventeen unread messages from his study group about a paper due Thursday that he had not started and was not going to start today and was composing a very reasonable response about why none of that was his fault when his body stopped existing as a continuous object and became instead a collection of pieces distributed across the immediate area.He hit something.Something that did not move.Something that caught him by both arms before he hit the ground — automatic, immediate, the specific reflex of someone whose body had made a decision before their brain filed the request.His phone hit the path.He didn't notice.He was too busy noticing everything else.The hands on his arms first. The grip — firm, certain, warm through his jacket sleeves. Then the chest he'd walked into, which was not a wall despite what his sternum was reporting. Then the scent.That scent.
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-25
you are mine only mine
Synopsis
Rose has nothing.
Three years inside the Quinn mansion — cooking, cleaning, invisible — while her husband waits for the woman he actually loves. When that woman walks back through the door, Rose walks out. Divorce papers signed. Suitcase in the rain.
Then four black cars block an empty road.
The Albert brothers have spent thirteen years searching for their kidnapped sister. The DNA doesn't lie. Rose Albert is finally home — to a family that loves her, a stepsister who wants her gone, and a name worth half a billion dollars.
But the real problem has green eyes.
Damien Rodriguez walks through locked doors. His reflection moves half a second behind his body. His eyes burn red in the dark. He arrived at the Albert estate one morning, looked past everyone in the room, and pointed directly at Rose.
Her. She's mine.
The contract predates her birth. The agreement was made before Rose existed — between Damien and her bloodline. He has been watching her entire life. Waiting. Certain.
Because Rose isn't just an heiress.
She carries something four hundred years old inside her. And Damien — ancient, dangerous, and not entirely human — has been waiting through centuries for her to come back to him.
She just doesn't know it yet.
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Chapter: follow the rosesChapter 25: Follow The RosesThe door opened without knocking.Two maids walked in. A third behind them. Between them — a dress. Red. The kind of red that didn't ask permission.I sat up in bed."Mrs. Rose." The first one smiled. "The boss asked us to get you ready."I looked at the dress. Then at them. "Get me ready for what. Where is he."My phone buzzed on the nightstand.I picked it up.Don't ask too many questions kitten. Get dressed and come down.Heat moved up my neck before I could stop it.I put the phone down."Fine," I said. "Let's go."One hour later I stood in front of the mirror and didn't recognize myself.The dress fit like it was made specifically for this body on this night. Red. Floor length. The kind of cut that was somehow both modest and devastating at the same time. My hair was pinned up with pieces falling loose around my face. The makeup was minimal — just enough to make my eyes look like they meant something.I stood there and stared.Then I walked out.With
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-04-11
Chapter: dravenChapter 24: DravenThe ceiling was familiar.That was the first thing I registered. The particular height of it. The stillness.His room.I turned my head.Damien sat beside the bed. Jacket off. Elbows on his knees. Eyes fixed on my face with something in them I had never seen there before — unguarded, stripped clean of everything he usually kept layered over himself.The moment my eyes opened his hand found my face."Are you hurt." Low. Careful. "Does anything hurt.""I—" I tried to sit up.His hand moved to my shoulder. Gentle but firm."What happened." I pressed my fingers to my temple. "I can't remember. The last thing I remember was the card at breakfast and then—" Nothing. A clean wall where memory should have been. "Nothing.""High fever," he said. "You fainted. That's all."I looked at his face.Something about the way he said it sat slightly wrong. Too smooth. Too ready.I didn't push it."I'm fine," I said."I know." His thumb moved across my cheekbone. "I won't let anything
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-04-06
Chapter: photographChapter 23: The PhotographThe mirror told me nothing at first.I stood in front of it and looked. Really looked. Searching for whatever Charles had seen in eleven years of watching us both move through the same house.Just my face. My eyes. My hair.Nothing remarkable.Then I went still.And saw it.The way I was standing — weight slightly forward, head tilted a fraction to the left, every muscle completely motionless while my brain worked.Exactly the way Damien stood.I hadn't learned it from him. I'd known him days.Which meant I came with it.I stepped closer to the glass.Pressed my palm flat against it.The mirror fogged. Not from breath. From my hand. The glass responding to the contact like it recognized it — a perfect fog print spreading from my palm outward.I yanked my hand back.Watched the print fade slowly.Stood there breathing.No.I shook my head. Said it out loud to the empty room.No. I'm exhausted. I haven't slept properly in days. I'm in a strange house with a st
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-04-04
Chapter: similarChapter 22: SimilarI woke up alone.Again.Except this time the emptiness sat differently. My body felt it before my brain did — that deep settled weight that comes after something that can't be taken back.I stared at the ceiling.Waited for the regret to show up.It didn't.I got up. Showered. Pulled on clothes and came downstairs and found breakfast already on the table, staff moving quietly at the edges of the room like they'd been trained to exist without being noticed.I sat down.And beside my plate — a black card. No name. Just a note in handwriting I already recognized.Spend however you like.I picked it up. Turned it over. Set it back down.Looked around the dining room. The black walls. The high ceilings. The quiet that lived in this house like it belonged here.For the first time since I arrived I didn't feel like a visitor in it.I picked up my coffee.And let my mind go where it had been trying to go since I opened my eyes.His eyes. Fully red. Not a flash — both of th
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-04-02
Chapter: hot morningThe first thing Rose noticed when she woke was the emptiness beside her.Damien was gone.She reached over, pressing her palm flat against his side of the bed — still warm. He hadn't been gone long. She exhaled slowly, blinking up at the ceiling, when the bathroom door swung open and he stepped out.Just a towel.Water trailed down the hard planes of his chest, following the cut lines of his abdomen before disappearing beneath the white fabric knotted low at his hips. He ran a hand through his damp hair, unbothered, completely unaware — or pretending to be — of the way Rose had gone utterly still.She couldn't help it. Her eyes moved over him slowly, hungrily, tracing every ridge and curve. She thought about those arms. How they had held her down. How certain they had felt around her body. The memory of the night before rushed back in a wave — the way he had taken her apart, piece by piece, until she had shattered completely — and heat bloomed low in her stomach, spreading fast."Like
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-03-29
Chapter: locked doorChapter 20: The Locked DoorSleep didn't come.I lay there staring at the ceiling with the sheets pulled up and the room completely dark and my brain running at a speed that had no intention of slowing down.I gave up after an hour.I slipped out of bed, pulled on a hoodie over my shorts and padded out into the corridor. The house was quiet. A light under the study door at the far end of the hall told me where Damien was.I went the other direction.The house was different at night.Still black. Still massive. But quieter in a way that felt less cold than it had this morning. I moved through the corridors slowly, one hand trailing the wall, and waited for the unease that should have been there.It didn't come.Instead something else settled over me. Slow and strange and impossible to name. Like the house recognized my footsteps. Like the walls had been waiting for exactly this — me, barefoot, moving through the dark like I'd done it a thousand times before.Like I belonged here.That
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-03-28
Chapter: warningCHAPTER SIXTEEN — "Warning"Nobody moved first.Isabella in the doorway. White dress. Handbag. That smile — three layers deep and none of them warm. Daemon still close enough that I could feel the heat coming off him, the city spread out behind us through the floor-to-ceiling glass like it had been arranged as a backdrop for exactly this moment.Then Daemon stepped back.One step. Controlled. The wall going up so fast it was almost architectural — one second all heat and hands and certainty, the next a man standing in the middle of his office with his jacket straight and his face doing absolutely nothing.Almost convincing.Except his jaw. The specific tightness of it. The cost of the control visible in exactly one place if you knew where to look.I knew where to look.Isabella crossed the room.Not fast. Not with the energy of a woman who had just walked in on something. Slow and easy, heels quiet on the floor, the specific movement of someone who had decided in the doorway how this
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-13
Chapter: caughtCHAPTER FIFTEEN — "Caught"I got in the car.Didn't speak.He didn't either.His hands were on the steering wheel and I could see it from where I sat — the grip, white-knuckled, the specific tension of someone holding something in that wanted very badly to come out. His jaw tight. Eyes forward. The car moving through the city in complete silence while the morning went on outside the windows like nothing had happened at a breakfast table twenty minutes ago.I looked at my hands in my lap.Thought about scorpions.Thought about silver-laced snakes.Thought about the completely calm face of my twin sister describing the method of my death over breakfast napkins.I said nothing.He said nothing.We drove.The building was everything the pack house wasn't.Glass and steel and the specific energy of a place built entirely around one man's standards — which meant every surface was deliberate, every detail chosen, the kind of environment that communicated power without trying because trying w
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-11
Chapter: two can playCHAPTER FOURTEEN — "Two Can Play"I didn't sleep.Sat in the dark with my back against the headboard and both hands pressed to my throat feeling my own pulse until the sky outside went gray and the birds started and the house began its slow morning sounds and I was still sitting there.Someone else will handle that.I turned the words over until they had no more edges to find. Until I knew the shape of them completely — what they meant, what they didn't mean, what Isabella was and wasn't capable of.I already knew what she was capable of.I had the bruising to prove it.She wanted me gone. Scared. Running with my tail down and my head low and my presence removed from her house and her husband and her carefully constructed life.I sat with that.Then I got up.Went to my closet.And picked the white turtleneck. High collar. Every mark covered. Then the skirt — the one I'd bought and never worn, the one that had been sitting in plastic because it was the kind of thing you saved for a mo
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-09
Chapter: watch your backCHAPTER THIRTEEN — "Watch Your Back"I left without a word.The door took care of the word for me — I pulled it behind me with everything I had and the sound of it cracked through the hallway like a gunshot and I walked away from it before the echo died.My room. My bed. My phone.I sat on the edge of the mattress and pulled up the news and there he was — Derek's face on the screen, caught outside the hotel, jaw tight, eyes carrying the specific weight of a man holding something together through sheer force of will. The banner still running underneath. Board members. Pulling out. The company he'd built bleeding out in real time on a Tuesday morning because I had sat at a desk and sent a file.I watched for thirty seconds.Then called him.He picked up on the first ring."Ira." His voice steadier than I expected. Careful."I'm resigning, Derek."Silence.Then — "Why." Quiet. "You too? I just lost half my board and now—""Listen to me." I kept my voice level. "You have all my support. A
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-07
Chapter: addictedCHAPTER TWELVE — "Addicted"I didn't knock.I pushed his office door open hard enough that it hit the wall behind it and I walked in and I didn't care about the assistant who called after me or the sound it made or any of it. I crossed the room and put myself in front of his desk and looked at him directly."You did this."Not a question. A statement laid flat on the desk between us like evidence he couldn't close a file on.He looked up from whatever he was reading.Said nothing.That face. That absolute wall. Looking back at me like I was a weather event he was observing from a safe distance — interested, maybe. Unbothered, completely."Derek didn't do anything to you." My voice was shaking and I hated that it was shaking but I couldn't stop it — the fury and the guilt and Derek's face in that hotel room all running together into something I didn't have a clean container for. "He worked his entire life for that company. Everything he built — you made one call and you took it. Just l
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-05
Chapter: consequenceCHAPTER ELEVEN — "Consequences"He didn't come.I lay in my bed staring at the ceiling and told myself that was exactly what I wanted. The silence. The nothing. The proof that I had called his bluff and his bluff had folded and tomorrow I would go back to Derek's building and sit at my desk and the ground would finally be stable.I believed it.For about eleven minutes.Then the thing I wouldn't say out loud surfaced in the dark where I couldn't manage it — quiet and honest and completely inexcusable.I wanted him to come through that door.Not gently. Not with explanations. The door opening and those gold eyes and that jaw and the energy of a man who had decided something and was here to collect on it. I wanted the confrontation. Wanted to stand in front of whatever he brought and hold the line again and feel that specific electricity of two people who understood each other in ways that had nothing to do with sense.I fell asleep wanting it.Hating myself for wanting it.Wanting it a
ปรับปรุงล่าสุด: 2026-05-04
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