All Chapters of Mafia Alpha : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 31: Chased by Shadows Noah’s My heart pounded so hard I thought it would burst. My eyes were locked on the man standing directly in front of me. His dark eyes gleamed with something dangerous, and his smile was sharp, like a newly honed blade. I backed up slowly, my sneakers scraping the dirt beneath my feet, fear clawing intensely at my chest. “Who are you?” I asked, my voice shaking and barely loud enough to reach him. “What do you want with me?” He laughed, a low, mocking sound that sent chills down my spine, and took a single step closer. “You really don’t know who I am?” he said, his voice dripping with amusement. “I’m Eric, Alpha of the rogues. And you, Noah, you’re the little human who’s got Enzo, the big bad Alpha, all soft and weak. How does a kid like you manage to do that, huh?” I swallowed hard, my hands trembling with a mixture of fear and building anger. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, my voice louder now, though it cracked slightly under t

Chapter 33: Brotherly Threats Enzo’s I stormed into Dean’s house, my boots slamming hard against the floor, my blood boiling with uncontrolled rage. Dean was sprawled lazily on the couch, his phone in his hand, looking much too relaxed for my liking. The second he saw me, he stood up quickly, but before he could even open his mouth, I grabbed his neck, pinning him brutally against the wall. “Was it you?” I growled, my voice low and dangerously fierce, my eyes burning bright red. “Did you send Eric after Noah?” Dean’s eyes widened momentarily, but he quickly recovered and smirked, his hands raised in a mocking display of innocence. “Whoa, easy there, big brother,” he said, his voice dripping with mockery. “Relax a little. This is my house, you know. You can’t just barge in uninvited and start throwing me around like a ragdoll.” I shoved him harder against the wall, my grip tightening relentlessly on his throat. “Don’t play games with me, Dean,” I said, my voice sharp and cold. “An

Chapter 35: Ghosts of Promises Enzo’s I sat at my desk, my pen slamming repeatedly against the wood, my mind a complete, agonizing mess. Noah’s dreams, that name—Nickolas—kept circling in my head like vultures, pulling up painful memories I had buried years ago. Ren stood across from me, his scarred face blank as usual, but his eyes were sharp and watchful, studying me as if I were a bomb about to detonate. “Are you okay, Alpha?” he asked, his voice low and cautious. “You’re hitting that desk like it owes you money you desperately need.” I dropped the pen sharply, standing up. My hands were clenching into tight fists as I met his gaze. “Am I overthinking this whole thing, Ren?” I asked, my voice rough with agitation. “Noah’s dreams, the ones about being called Nickolas. Do you honestly think I’m reading too much into a simple nightmare?” Ren crossed his arms, his brow furrowing slightly in concentration. “What exactly has you so worked up like this?” he said. “You’ve been extreme

Chapter 37: Eyes on Me Noah’s Ever since I told Enzo about my dreams—the strange lady, the attacking wolves, the name Nickolas—he’s been completely different. He watches me, constantly studies me, as if I were a complex puzzle he can’t solve. At school, Ren is always there, hovering like a suffocating shadow. Every time I leave a classroom, he’s standing right at the door, his scarred face blank, but his eyes are sharp and actively tracking my every move. It’s completely suffocating, making me feel like a prisoner instead of just a student. What is he so afraid of happening? What is Enzo so afraid of? I sat in class, my pencil tapping softly on the desk, my eyes drifting nervously to the door. Ren was there, leaning against the wall, his arms crossed, staring straight across the room at me. My stomach twisted with anxiety. Why was he always watching me like that? James slid into the seat next to me, his backpack hitting the floor, his voice low and casual. “Yo, Noah,” he said, gl

Chapter 39: Secret Deals Stan’s I slipped into the half-finished building, the huge concrete beams casting jagged, distorted shadows in the moonlight. My heart pounded hard against my ribs, and my wolf was restless and agitated, as I spotted Eric leaning against a large pillar. His back was to me, acting as if he didn’t even care that I was there. He turned slowly, his sharp smirk immediately visible, his dark eyes glinting with that infuriating smug look that made my blood boil. “Well, look who has decided to show up,” he said, his voice smooth and mocking. “Stan, the pack’s little submissive wolf, sneaking into rogue territory alone. Why did you call me out here to this abandoned place? Do you have something that’s actually worth my valuable time?” I stepped closer, my jaw tight with tension, my hands clenched into fists. “Cut the crap right now, Eric,” I said, my voice low and sharp. “I’m not here to play any games with you. You know I’m Dean’s mate. I want to make a firm deal