Semua Bab Mafia Alpha : Bab 11 - Bab 20

Chapter 11: Caged and Watched **Noah’s POV** The sound of a gunshot echoed in my ears, sharp and loud, even though I was alone in my room. I sat on the bed, my knees pulled to my chest, staring at the pile of stuff Ren had brought back from the mall—new clothes, a couple of books, some snacks. They were nice, better than anything I’d ever owned, but I couldn’t bring myself to touch them. My mind kept replaying what happened at the mall. That guy, some creep with a sleazy grin, had cornered me when Ren wasn’t looking. His hands grabbed at me, his breath hot and gross, and I’d frozen, too scared to move until Ren pulled him off. I could still feel his fingers on my arm, and it made my skin crawl. I hugged my knees tighter, my heart heavy. Would I ever get out of here? Go back to college, see my friends, live a normal life? Or was this it—stuck in this big, dark house, caged like some animal? Enzo’s rules echoed in my head: don’t run, don’t talk back, do what he says. I hated it. I h

Chapter 13: Trapped in the Classroom **Noah’s POV** I sat at my desk in the classroom, the chatter and laughter of other students buzzing around me like static. A week ago, I would’ve been right there with them, joking with James or dodging spitballs from the back row. Now, all I could think about was the clock on the wall, ticking down the five hours until I had to go back to that hellhole of a house. Enzo’s rules ran through my head like a broken record: don’t talk, don’t get comfortable, don’t be late. My life wasn’t mine anymore, and it hurt more than I could say. I stared at my desk, my pencil untouched, my mind somewhere else. How could my dad sell me out like that? Hand me over to some scary guy like I was nothing? The thought made my chest tight, like I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t hear the classroom door open, didn’t notice the sudden quiet as everyone stopped talking. I was too lost, drowning in memories of my dad’s fists and Enzo’s cold eyes. A loud thump on my desk snap

Chapter 15: Schemes in the Shadows **Dean’s POV** I stood in my dark room, the red glow of a single lamp shadows on the walls. The cigarette in my hand burned low, smoke curling around me as I stared out the window. The night was quiet, but my mind was loud, replaying that moment in Enzo’s house. Noah, that scrawny human kid, trembling under Enzo’s gaze. The way Enzo pulled him away from me, his eyes cold but protective. It wasn’t just about control. There was something deeper, something Enzo wasn’t saying. I smirked, taking a drag, the smoke burning my throat. A hand brushed my bare chest, warm and soft, and I felt lips press against my cheek. I didn’t turn, just kept staring out the window, but I knew it was Stan. His touch was familiar, steady, like he could ground me when my head got too wild. “Why so moody tonight, Dean?” he asked, his voice low, teasing. “What happened out there?” I chuckled, turning to face him. His eyes were sharp, curious, catching the red light. I set m

Chapter 17: Unexpected Touch **Noah’s POV** I stared at the guy, Stan, sitting close to me on the school steps, his smile easy but sharp, like he was studying me. He didn’t say anything, just leaned back, his hands in his pockets, watching me finish the sandwich he’d given me. My stomach was full for the first time all day, but I still felt uneasy, like his kindness came with a price I didn’t understand. Enzo’s rules echoed in my head: *Don’t get comfortable with anyone.* Was I already breaking them? Stan stood, brushing off his jeans. “Gotta go,” he said, his voice light. “Got another class. Hope we run into each other again, Noah.” I looked up, my hands still holding the empty sandwich wrapper. “Wait,” I said, my voice soft. “Thanks for the sandwich. Really. I… I didn’t have anything.” He grinned, his eyes glinting in the sunlight. “No problem, man,” he said. “You looked like you needed it. Take care, alright?” “Yeah,” I mumbled, nodding. “You too.” He walked away, his steps

Chapter 19: Full Moon’s Weight **Enzo’s POV** I hurled the glass at the wall, the crash echoing in my office as it shattered into pieces. My hands shook, my chest tight with rage and something else I didn’t want to name. Tomorrow was the full moon, one day left, and if I didn’t bond with Noah, he’d be in pain—ripping, unbearable pain, because of the mate bond. I couldn’t let that happen, but the thought of tying myself to a human, of all things, made my blood boil. I sank onto the couch, yelling into my hands, my voice muffled but raw. “Why him?” I muttered, my head pounding. “Why a damn human?” Moses, my wolf, growled in my mind, his voice sharp and impatient. “You’re fighting it,” he said. “You want him. Stop pretending you don’t. If you can’t claim him, let me do it.” “Shut up,” I snapped, standing and pacing to the window. I pulled out a cigarette, lighting it with shaky hands, the smoke burning my throat as I stared into the dark. “You think it’s that easy? He’s human, Moses