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The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend 56
"Drop the idle chatter and back off from Xender, Jaxen," Lucien Varkane growls, his broad, leather-clad shoulders blocking my view of the Syndicate hallway as his golden Alpha eyes flare with lethal warning. "You step out of line with him again, and I'll drag you down to the lower territorial cells myself."Jaxen holding his hands up in immediate surrender, backing away down the polished concrete corridor of the Syndicate compound. "Alright, boss! Message received loud and clear! I'm staying fifty feet away from your precious rogue hacker!"I don't waste time watching Jaxen retreat. My heart pounds against my ribs, a dark, heavy instinct roaring inside my wolf as I hurry out of the Varkane Syndicate headquarters into the neon-drenched downpour of Nightfall Territory. Tristan Blackmoor took my primary data drive during the ambush, but he didn't get the hard backup embedded inside my tactical gear frame.My booted feet slam against the slick pavement as I navigate the dark alleyways tow
The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend 55
"Look me in the eye and repeat that lie, Tristan," Lucien Varkane rumbles, his voice dropping into a lethal, chest-vibrating Alpha register that rattles the heavy glass panels of the Syndicate lobby. "Tell me you didn't order the cyber-attack on my mainframe, or I'll crush your windpipe right here."I stand beside Lucien, my knuckles white as I hold my damaged tactical kit against my chest. My inner wolf thrashes frantically under my skin, high on the scent of danger, crushed cedar, and Lucien's suffocating Alpha aura. Tristan Blackmoor is on his knees, his jaw clenched so tight the tendons in his neck look like iron cables, but the fury in his eyes is unhinged. He doesn't look like a master strategist who just executed a high-level dark-web breach. He looks like a cornered dog whose entire territory is collapsing around his ears."You think I'm stupid enough to poke the Varkane Syndicate while my pack treasury is bleeding out?" Tristan spits, his voice raspy from Lucien's crushing au
The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend 54
"Get your fucking hands off me, Tristan, before I rip your jaw off your face," I snarl, my voice dropping into a guttural wolf growl that vibrates deep inside my chest.I slam my back against the cold marble pillar of the Varkane Syndicate lobby, my claws extending fully, piercing right through my leather combat gloves. Tristan Blackmoor stands inches away from me, his breath reeking of cheap whiskey and panic, his eyes bloodshot with pure, unadulterated desperation."Did you run to Lucien Varkane and spread your legs just so he'd send his enforcers to slaughter my pack, Xender?" Tristan sneers, his thick fingers digging brutally into my shoulder, trying to force me down onto my knees. "You think because you're wearing his mark, I won't drain every drop of Stormriven blood out of your neck right here?""I don't need Lucien to put a bullet through your skull, you pathetic traitor," I spit, baring my lengthened fangs right in his face. "You came to the Syndicate territory because your p
The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend 53
"You want me to tear Tristan Blackmoor’s throat out, or are you just going to stare at that screen until your eyes bleed?"I snapped my head up, my claws retracting just enough to keep from shredding the leather steering wheel of the Syndicate armored humvee. Lucien Varkane sat in the passenger seat beside me, his massive frame filling the cabin, the heavy scent of crushed cedar, iron, and dominant Alpha aura radiating off his sun-bronzed skin in suffocating, intoxicating waves."I don't need your enforcers to slaughter my ex-alpha, Lucien," I spat, my voice dropping into a ragged growl as I slammed the vehicle into park right outside the Moonshade Atelier. "I need you to stay out of my way so I can rip my sister back from his claws.""Your sister is an omega hostage sitting inside a trap designed specifically to pull you into the open, Xender," Lucien rumbled. He reached across the center console, his thick, scarred fingers biting hard into the back of my neck. His thumb pressed dire
The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend 52
"I don't need your corporate threats, Varkane," I snarled, forcing my wolf to heel as I held Lucien’s lethal golden gaze. "You can interrogate me until the moon turns to ash. I design tactical armor blueprints for your syndicate. I don't run dark-web ops, and I don't care about your missing files."Lucien’s heavy hand stayed slammed against the table right next to my hip, locking me in place. The scent of rain, cedar, and dominant Alpha aura rolled off him in suffocating waves, making my pulse hammer wild against my ribs."Three breaches in twenty-four hours, Xender," Lucien rumbled, his voice dropping into a low, chest-vibrating growl that made my thighs twitch inside my tight leather pants. "First the outer perimeter, then the root ledger, and now this. A single coincidence is an accident. Two is a pattern. Three means someone inside my den is playing me for a fool."Across the tactical command room, Jaxen Lawrence scratched his bright red hair, looking between us with wide eyes. "W
The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend 51
My wolf growled violently beneath my skin, every muscle in my body locking tight as Lucien Varkane loomed over my workstation.His massive Alpha frame blocked out the light in the Varkane Syndicate vault, his scent of crushed pine, heavy rain, and raw male power hitting me like an avalanche. My pulse hammered against my throat, my fingers digging into the edge of the iron console until my knuckles turned white. He was too close, his broad chest practically brushing my leather-clad shoulders as he stared down at me with those terrifying, golden eyes."I asked you a direct question, Xender," Lucien growled, his deep voice vibrating right through the bone of my jaw. "Do you still expect me to believe every single security patch hitting my main server network is just another lucky coincidence?""You move like a ghost when you want to creep up on people, Varkane," I snapped, forcing my voice to stay cold, hard, and completely steady despite the fierce heat creeping up my neck. "You damn ne
The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend 18
"You want me to strike you, Seraphina? Careful what you ask for, because your performance is getting tired, and I'm losing the last shred of my patience."The sound of my boot connecting with her knee was sharp, a wet, sickening crack that sent her sprawling onto the hospital concrete. She hit the
The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend C5
"You’ve repeated that script of the innocent, tragic omega for so long that you’ve actually started believing your own lies, haven't you?"I didn't lower my voice. I wanted every wolf in Silverfang Hall to hear the bite in my tone. Seraphina Duskryn’s face turned a violent shade of crimson, her sce
The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend C4
"Nyx, stay behind me. This stray smells like a sewer and he’s looking for a fight.""Watch it, pretty boy! You think you can block my path in Silverfang Hall? Move it before I move you!"The drunk wolf reeled toward us, his breath a toxic mix of cheap whiskey and unrestrained aggression. I shifted
The Alpha’s Regret: My Ex-Mate is a Mafia Legend C3
"Is the Blackmoor Syndicate really your former mate's operation, Xender? Why in the hell did they reach out to me instead of just asking you directly?""Because I was just a ghost in his house, Nyx. I offered to help with their internal security leaks months ago. Tristan told me to stay in my lane
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