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marked by the mafia alpha the pull
The PullThe party kept going.Music. Voices. People moving with drinks in their hands and nowhere specific to be. None of it existed for Kai.Malik moved past him.Not away — around. Into the party. Into the crowd. Putting bodies between them like distance was something he could build fast enough to matter.Kai turned and watched him go.Something felt off.Not wrong. Just — incomplete. Like a sentence cut before the last word. His eyes tracked Malik through the room and there was something underneath the bond pulling at him separately. Something in the way Malik moved that made him want to get closer and read it properly.He took one step."Sol." Malik's voice across the noise. Warm. Completely normal.Sol turned and Malik reached him and the conversation opened up and closed Kai out entirely.He stood where he was.Then a hand on his shoulder.Keal.Drink in hand. Expression doing something genuine for once — real surprise, sitting unmanaged in his eyes."You found your mate."Kai
marked by the mafia alpha mate bond
KaiThe front door opened at 7:43am.Nobody had told Amara. She found out the same way she found out most things that mattered — her body knew before her brain did, pulling her from the kitchen into the entrance hall, and then the door was open and he was standing there and she was already moving.She ran.Both arms around him before he'd fully stepped inside. He caught her easily — laughed that laugh she'd been missing without knowing she was missing it — and held on.She pulled back.Held his face.Looked at him the way she always looked at them after time away. That full accounting. Everything that had changed, everything that hadn't."Look at you." Her eyes moved over him slowly. "So grown up. So manly." Her gaze dropped once. Came back up with an expression she couldn't entirely contain. "And the abs — well. I must say I'm impressed."Kai's grin came in fully. "Well you should be, Mother. I took after my father.""And that's why you can't take your eyes off him."Amara turned and
marked by the mafia alpha enough
Chapter — EnoughShe couldn't stop seeing it.Every time she closed her eyes — the glass moving through the air, Kael stepping into its path, the sound of it hitting him. The way he hadn't made a sound. Just absorbed it and stayed standing and stayed in front of her like it was nothing.Like she was worth that without question.She turned over in bed.Stared at the ceiling.The other memory came next. The one she hadn't asked for. Kael in the canteen with that girl's hands on him, that smile on his face — the easy smile, the one he gave everyone — and Lior lying in her bed at whatever hour this was feeling the memory like a bruise she kept pressing.She turned over again.He was hurt because of her.That was the fact underneath everything else. Whatever complicated thing was happening between them — the avoidance, the cold, the canteen, the classroom — underneath all of it was the simple fact that he had stepped in front of glass meant for her and was somewhere in this house right now
marked by the mafia alpha breath
Chapter — BreatheSol's room.He'd been pacing for twenty minutes.Phone in his hand. Put it down. Pick it up. Put it down again.He'd watched Zarian walk out of that corridor. Watched Amara fall to her knees in the driveway. Watched Lucian stand with glass in his arm and say nothing because there was nothing to say yet. Watched the whole house go into that specific silence of people who didn't know what to do with their hands.And then he'd come up here.Because the alternative was standing in that corridor being in the way of things that needed space.He looked at his phone.Zarian's name on the screen.His thumb hovered.He put it down.Picked it up.He needs to figure this out himself. That was the sensible thing. The right thing. Give him space. Don't crowd him. Don't be the person who shows up when someone needs to breathe.He put the phone down.Stared at the wall.Thought about Zarian's face in that corridor. About what disaster had done to him. About the glass on the floor an
marked by the mafia alpha father and son
Chapter — Father and SonThe knock was quiet.Zarian didn't move.The door opened anyway.Lucian's footsteps crossed the room. Not cautious. Not tentative. He sat on the edge of the bed like he had somewhere to be and had decided this was it."Can we talk.""You already said what you needed to say.""You misheard.""I know what I heard.""You heard part of something." Lucian's voice stayed level. "And you filled in the rest yourself."Zarian said nothing."Sit down.""I don't—""Sit down." Quiet. Final. The voice he used when he meant it completely. "That's an order from your father."The word landed.Zarian sat.Lucian reached to the side table. Poured two glasses. Held one out without looking at him.Zarian took it."There was a man," Lucian said. "Who had everything he wanted. And was told he had to leave it to keep it safe."He spoke to the room. Not performing. Just saying it the way you said things that had cost something."He faked his death. Took the throne. Watched from the u
marked by the mafia alpha the truth
Chapter — The TruthThe words wouldn't stop.He walked the whole way back with them running on repeat — your father was a vampire, the strongest one who ever lived, ask them why they never told you — and every time he tried to push them down they came back louder. More certain. More specific.His father.A vampire.That was why.That was why the staff stepped over him instead of around him. Why the court members went carefully neutral when he entered rooms. Why people flinched before he'd done anything. Why the voices had lived in him since before he could walk and why they felt like something that belonged there rather than something that had arrived.Not broken.Built this way.Built from something they never told him about.He came through the pack house gates and the grounds were quiet in the early morning light and he walked toward the front door and his chest was doing something that had no clean name — not rage yet, not grief yet, something underneath both of them waiting to be
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