All Chapters of Mafia Alpha : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12: Back to School, Bound by Rules Noah’s It had been a week since I got dragged into this absolute nightmare. A week since Enzo had pulled me away from his creepy friend, Dean, his eyes cold as he told Dean to stay away from me. I still didn’t understand why I was here, stuck in this huge, dark house, cleaning rooms and following rigid rules like some kind of prisoner. Every single day was exactly the same—sweep the floors, dust the shelves, keep my head down and quiet. I was doing nothing productive, just simply existing, and it was genuinely driving me crazy with boredom. What did Enzo truly want from me? Why would he keep me here if all I did all day was chores? I stood now in Enzo’s massive office, my old school uniform scratching uncomfortably against my skin. It was the same one I had worn before my dad sold me out, faded and a little too tight now, but it was all I had left to wear. Enzo sat behind his large desk, his eyes locked directly on me, sharp and complete

Chapter 14: Fear and Whispers Noah’s A glass cup hit the floor, shattering loudly with a harsh crash that made me jump violently. My heart pounded hard as I looked up at Enzo’s face, his eyes dark and truly terrifying, glaring intensely at both me and Ren as if we had just done something completely unforgivable. I stood frozen in the doorway, my school bag slipping in my sweaty hands, Dean’s creepy, lingering smile still burned into my mind. Ren stood calmly beside me, his face blank and unreadable, as if he was completely used to Enzo’s powerful anger, waiting patiently for a punishment. Enzo moved toward Ren, his heavy boots sounding loud on the floorboards. “How in the hell was Dean even there?” he asked, his voice low and sharp, cutting through the air like a knife. “You were supposed to be watching him closely!” Ren didn’t flinch or move at all, his scarred face remaining steady. “I didn’t know, Alpha,” he said, his voice calm but firm in his defense. “I was as surprised as y

Chapter 16: Strangers and Sandwiches Noah’s I walked into school the next morning, my head feeling heavy and dull, my mood darker and more hopeless than ever before. I hadn’t seen Enzo since the previous night, when he had carried me gently to bed, his hand lingering in my hair, whispering confusing things I didn’t truly understand. Why does it have to be a human? His voice kept echoing in my mind, soft and broken, like he was genuinely fighting against his own nature. Did he actually say he was sorry? Or was I simply dreaming that moment? The thought instantly made my chest tight, like I was permanently stuck inside a cage I couldn’t physically see. I slipped quietly into the classroom and sank down into my seat, the loud chatter of the other students buzzing constantly around me like bothersome static. They were all laughing loudly, tossing paper balls across the room, acting completely like life was perfectly normal and fine. I used to be exactly like that, joking easily with Ja

Chapter 18: Brother’s Challenge Enzo’s I walked away from Noah, my lips still tingling from the sudden, quick kiss. A smile crept onto my face, the first genuine one I had felt in what felt like years. Me, smiling because of a human? The thought was ridiculous and insane. I hated humans—they were weak, fragile, and utterly useless creatures. But Noah, my mate, was clearly different from the rest. That strong, undeniable pull in my chest, the mate bond, grew more intense every single time I saw him. I couldn’t shake the feeling off, no matter how hard I tried to resist it. My boots echoed loudly in the long hallway, and I desperately tried to push the overwhelming feeling down, but it stubbornly clung to me, warm and heavy in my chest. My phone buzzed loudly in my pocket, immediately snapping me out of my deep thoughts. I pulled it out quickly, and my mood instantly soured when I saw the caller ID: Dean. My irritating brother. I growled low in my throat, but I answered the call any

Chapter 20: Moonlit Trap Noah’s I couldn’t stop thinking about what Enzo had said the previous night. “One day, you’ll forgive me for the bad things I’m gonna do.” His cryptic words stuck in my head like a sharp splinter, constantly unsettling me. What exactly did he mean by that? Was something terrible going to happen to me soon? The very thought sent shivers down my spine, feeling exactly like an inescapable warning I couldn’t safely ignore. I glanced quickly at my phone, the screen showing the current date and a clear reminder: full moon tonight. I remembered seeing one years ago, when I was locked alone in my room at my dad’s house, staring out through a barred window while he yelled loudly downstairs. Back then, it was just a pretty, distant light in the dark sky. Now, it felt like something much bigger, something incredibly heavy, like the entire air around me was actively pressing down on my chest. I walked into school slowly, my stomach tightly knotted, my mood incred