《The Mafia Alpha's Luna 》全部章節：第 11 章 - 第 20 章

LUCA’S POVThe moment I stepped out of the bathroom, the scent of fresh citrus and steam clinging to my skin, I felt a presence.My eyes immediately locked onto her.Isabella.Standing in the middle of my bedroom, staring at me like she had never seen a man before.Her lips were slightly parted, her chest rising and falling in an uneven rhythm.I hadn’t seen her in over a week.And now she was here.In my space.Uninvited.I let my gaze roam over her, taking in her disheveled hair, the oversized shirt she wore that hung off one shoulder, revealing a hint of smooth skin.Something inside me coiled tight.I growled low in my throat, taking a slow, deliberate step toward her.“What are you doing here?” My voice came out rough, edged with something dark and unrestrained.She flinched slightly but didn’t step back.Brave.Or foolish.I watched the way she swallowed hard, her throat working as if she were trying to find words but couldn’t.That only made me more interested.She had invaded

ISABELLA’S POVThe dreams were getting worse.Or maybe… they were becoming more real.Each time I closed my eyes, I was pulled into a world that didn’t belong to me, yet felt so familiar.This time was no different.I was running.Again.The scent of damp earth and pine needles filled my lungs, but it wasn’t suffocating—it was invigorating, wild, free. My bare feet barely made a sound as they hit the forest floor, moving in perfect rhythm with the others beside me.I could hear them—wolves.Large, powerful, running beside me as if they belonged to me.As if I belonged to them.A full moon hung above us, casting the world in silver light. The sky was endless, the trees whispering secrets as the wind howled through their branches.But I wasn’t afraid.No, I felt alive.Faster.Stronger.My limbs burned, but it was a pleasurable ache, like I was meant for this—meant to run, to chase, to hunt.I could hear something up ahead. A heartbeat. Quick and frantic.Prey.I didn’t question why I k

ISABELLA’S POVThe silence between us stretched longer than it should have.Luca and I both stared at my healed hand, neither of us daring to speak about what had just happened.Because it wasn’t normal.It wasn’t possible.I was human.Humans didn’t heal like that. Not in seconds.Luca’s jaw tensed, his expression unreadable. His sharp gaze flicked from my hand to my face, searching for something, maybe an answer I didn’t have.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to look away. “What happened to you?” I asked, my voice softer than I intended.Luca hesitated for a fraction of a second before responding, “Rogue attack.” His voice was low, gruff. “I was on my way back from a meeting when they ambushed us.”I frowned. Rogues? I had heard that term before, but I didn’t know much about them. “Were they after you?”“They were after something,” he muttered. “Maybe someone sent them. Maybe they were just desperate.”I could hear the exhaustion in his tone, the weight of responsibility pressing

ISABELLA’S POVI lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling, exhaustion pressing down on me like a physical weight.But I hadn’t done anything.Not really.I had spent days locked away in this room, barely stepping out except when I absolutely had to. I had healed unnaturally fast. I had seen things—felt things—that didn’t make sense.And now, I was just… tired.My limbs ached like I had run a marathon, even though all I had done was sleep, pace, and battle the confusing thoughts in my mind.Was it the stress? The isolation?Or was it something else? Something more?I sighed, rubbing my face. I couldn't stay in here forever.For days, I had been a good girl, staying put, following the stupid rules.Luca's stupid rules.But I wasn’t made for this.I was tired of being locked away, tired of feeling like I didn’t belong, tired of being watched from afar but never approached.Screw it. I'm going out.The moment I stepped out of my room, the cool air hit me, and I inhaled deeply, my body instin

ISABELLA’S POVLuca was insufferable.I stormed away, my fists clenched at my sides. Who did he think he was, dragging me around like a damn rag doll and then barking orders at me like I was some disobedient pup?“Stay out of trouble,” he had muttered before stalking off like some brooding, overgrown wolf.Ugh.I huffed and rolled my eyes, marching toward my room as commanded—because, clearly, I was nothing more than a prisoner in his mind.But just as I turned the corner, something caught my eye. A slightly open door.Curious, I slowed my steps, peering inside.The room was dimly lit, and the faint flicker of a screen illuminated the space beyond. As I pushed the door open further, I was met with a sight so magnificent that I nearly gasped.It was a lounge room.No—a paradise.A massive movie theater stretched before me, but instead of regular chairs, there were plush beds arranged in rows, each covered in soft blankets and pillows. The scent of buttered popcorn lingered in the air,