All Chapters of The Mafia Alpha's Luna : Chapter 21 - Chapter 25

LUCA’S POVI walked away from Isabella with my hands clenched at my sides, my mind an absolute mess.What the hell was happening to me?One minute, I wanted to push her away, remind myself that she didn’t belong here—that a human mate was nothing but a liability.The next?I was watching her lips move, feeling her warmth in my hands, and struggling against the urge to just pull her close.She was under my skin, and it was driving me insane.I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair as I reached my office. The door shut behind me with a quiet click, and I stood there for a moment, eyes closed, trying to get a grip.But then, instead of getting back to my usual responsibilities, I found myself drawn to the monitor on my desk.The pack house was rigged with CCTV and so was my villa—security was my priority, after all.I hadn’t installed them in the bathrooms, obviously. But every hallway, entrance, and common area had a camera, including her room.Not for surveillance, of course.

LUCA’S POV She looked so small in that bed.Her breathing was steady now, the fever finally broke. I knew it before she even started to realize, but the sight of her pale face twisted something deep inside me.I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling a slow breath.I shouldn’t be here.I shouldn’t have stayed.But the moment I felt the heat radiating off her burning skin, something in me had snapped.She was human.So painfully, delicately human.And I had dragged her into this—my world of blood, supernatural thingies and a darkness she had never asked to be part of.I didn’t deserve her.Not her laughter. Not her sharp wit. Not the way she somehow still found ways to make my cold heart stir, even when I tried to keep her at arm’s length.I clenched my fists, staring down at her sleeping face.She had whispered things in her sleep. Things that made my chest ache.“You were so jealous.”I had been.“It was kinda hot.”I had wanted to growl at that, but instead, I had sat there, silent,

LUCA’S POV I woke up the next morning,tired and hungry and everything that could make someone give up getting up from bed.I know I had work to do but I still had a mate to tend toI found myself taking a shower and getting dressed, and walked over to Bella's room.Fuck now I call her Bella again.I had no idea what the hell I was doing.Taking Isabella out—just the two of us?Terrible idea.But after everything that had happened in the last few days—watching her fall sick, tending to her fever, listening to her sleeptalk, feeling something in my chest crack when she whispered that I cared—I needed to get away.More specifically, I needed to take her away.Because I was losing control. Because she was doing things to me.So here I was, standing outside her door, knocked twice before pushing it open.She was sitting up in bed, looking much better, her color returning, those damn big eyes blinking up at me.I hesitated.Then—“Get up.”She frowned. “Excuse you?”“Get up,” I repeated. “