All Chapters of The mafia King's Pet [M×M]: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Damon's POVThe Fire WolfThe arena was a distance away from where I hid alone in the forest, but I could still hear everything as if I was near.The crowd's cheering. The clash of swords , The announcement made by the M.C.Everyone thought that I was in a special conference like I had always told them at this time of the year. That was a lie, all have been a lie. I was actually hiding my darkest self from all of them. And that was how I saw myself watching from far away with my special wolf eyes that could see things even when they were really far.Through the trees, I could see the arena all lit up with torches, And I could see Milo, being called upon on the stageMy heart trembled. This was the time. I said to myself, but when I was not ready for another shocker of my life, his opponent was my sister, the infamous silent Dancer.I felt like vomiting blood out of anger. The urge to run up there and demand a heavy explanation from general Elijah and the coordinators of the death mat

Nobody movesDamon pov"ALPHA!"Somebody shouted, but I couldn't place who it was. I was disoriented for a second. I had taken the full brunt blow of the fire wolf paws, that felt like a speeding trailer jammed me.His claws missed my vital organs by maybe an inch.“Alpha, are you okay?” Suddenly, my shadow guards and pack warriors surrounded me, and the fire wolf that was still growling and bearing its teeth at their drawn weapons."Stand down!" one of them yelled at Milo. "Drop the Silent Dancer, now, or face the full wrath of the sword unit."But then, instead of the calming effect, it made everything worse, as a deep warning rumble came from the fire wolf chest.Its aura flared."NO!" I roared, shoving past them. "Get back! All of you, GET BACK!""But Alpha, he attacked you…" James's voice, worried and scared."I DON'T CARE. IT'S AN ORDER!" My voice came out as a growl, deep and commanding… my Alpha voice that makes wolves obey whether they want to or not. "If anyone interferes wi

Damon's POVTorn Between Two Wars“THE NORTHERN BORDER HAS BEEN BREECHED.”The war alarm kept on blaring inside my head, drilling into my skull like a nail being hammered over and over again.The Righteous Pack was attacking. And my pack. My people were defenseless from their attack.But when I looked down at Milo… unconscious, and barely breathing, in my hands…my feet refused to move.I was the Alpha. I was supposed to lead my warriors into battle. That's what Alphas do. Especially now that we were taken unawares. They protect their pack, even if it means dying.My pack needed me to be that alpha…But Milo… Milo needed me too.I stood there frozen, torn in half like someone had grabbed both my arms and was pulling in opposite directions. My brain screamed at me to go damn it all and jump straight in the war.But my heart screamed at me to stay and at least make sure he is okay."Damon." James's hand landed on my shoulder, firm and steady. "Go, Take Milo somewhere safe. I will handle

Miss meMilo's POV(The dream)I was drowning in darkness.No, not drowning. I was floating, like I was underwater but could still breathe. Drifting between different weird and confusing dreams.The sky was dark, not night black, but the type of darkness that felt so wrong.I found myself in a field. Or what was once a field… because now it was nothing like a normal field. The grass was red, red like human blood soaked the ground. Mangled bodies and corps of warriors decorate the red soaked ground.I gasped, I was in the middle of war. I looked around me and saw people running around the helter shelter. I knew them, mothers with their babies, homeless children, and even warriors from the once mighty Damon's pack.They were all screaming and running away from something.But who??Booom!!A powerful explosion that erupted immediately answered my question.A wolf, no not any normal wolf. This wolf was huge. Bigger than a house. Its fur was red furry in color, as if it was on fire, but

TroubleDamon povThe battlefield was chaotic.Bodies lay everywhere. Some in human form, others in their wolf form. The smell of blood was so thick I could taste it.I slashed through another Righteous wolf that had jumped out of nowhere, my sword singing through the air, followed by the sound of meat slashing open.A painful howl of pain, the silent.I stood at the front line, my sword dripping with fresh blood, as I looked at the burning mess that had become my pack. The Righteous Pack had come prepared. They had guns, silver bullets, and wolfsbane bombs.all these are weapons in high demand, but the Righteous packs had them in large quantities, which could only mean one thing…The council.My warriors were fighting hard. James was on my left, his wolf form tearing through enemies like paper. The shadow units moved like ghosts, appearing and disappearing, leaving dead bodies behind them. All the other units were stationed on the different towers that serve as a fortress. I had sent