《The mafia King's Pet [M×M]》全部章節：第 211 章 - 第 220 章

Damon's POVMilo's body went limp in my arms, his head lolling against my chest. But I could still feel the contractions wracking through him, could see his face contorting with pain even in unconsciousness. His body was tearing itself apart, and there was nothing I could do to stop it."Milo," I whispered, my voice breaking. "Milo, please. Stay with me."Millen's laugh echoed through the temple, cold and triumphant. She stood at the entrance with her soldiers fanning out behind her, blocking our only escape route. The fear that had filled her eyes moments ago was gone, replaced by vindictive fury."Did you really think I would just leave?" she asked, stalking toward us with predatory grace. She stopped ten feet away, her eyes fixed on Milo's trembling form. "That power spike…it burned through him too fast. His body can't handle it. The baby can't handle it." Her smile widened. "He's dying, and there's nothing you can do about it."Rage exploded through me, so hot and violent it burne

Damon's POVThe baby's cry pierced through the chaos like a blade cutting through silk.High, thin, and utterly perfect.And my world stopped…. NooEverything stopped.The soldier lunging toward me froze mid-strike, his enhanced muscles locked in place. Another, who had Selene pinned against the wall, went rigid, his hands falling away from her throat. “Fucking piece of shit” selene cursed, shoving him off, but he hardly reacted to the shove. Across the room, every single enhanced warrior stood motionless, their weapons lowering slowly to their sides, like robots.Their eyes…those cold, dead eyes that had shown nothing but blind obedience… suddenly cleared. Confusion rippled across their faces, followed by shock, then horror."What..." one of them whispered, staring down at his blood-covered hands. "What have I done?""It's a boy," Daphne's emotional voice filtered through my ears, but it sounded like she was speaking under water, I stared, not at the chaos that was about to descen

Chapter 213: difficult choiceDamon pov“What!!! Nooo!!” I roared like a wounded lion. "Never. We all leave or none of us do.""You don't have a choice!" Milo cried, and I saw acceptance in his eyes, as he looked at the enemy standing in our front. " Please, Damon. You need to leave.”Daphne moved to my side, her body tense, but her eyes matched that of milo. Of an understanding I was yet to know about. "I will protect him, with my blood." Daphne said quietly, tears streaming down her face as she collected the baby from Milo, who was still glowing, the air around him thickening. "I'll stay with him. I'll do everything I can. But your son needs to survive. The prophecy... it's bigger than any of us.""Are you out of your mind…protect who!! We are leaving together," I protested.I felt my body coil, ready to strike. Every instinct screamed at me to stop this charade, to attack first, to end this before she could hurt my family. My wolf surged forward, demanding blood, demanding vengean

Chapter 215: The Learning Curvemilo povMillen moved first.She was faster than I had anticipated… a blur of white and crimson as she closed the distance between us. Her fist drove toward my solar plexus with enough force to shatter ribs, collapse lungs, and end the fight before it truly began.But I didn't dodge.Her knuckles connected with a wet, crunching sound that echoed through the throne room. I felt my ribs crack…three or maybe four. the jagged edges puncturing delicate tissue. Felt my lung collapse with a sensation like a balloon deflating inside my chest. Blood filled into the empty sacs of my lungs.Pain exploded through my torso. My blood flowed in reverse, spraying through my mouth.The freed soldiers gasped. I looked down at Millen's fist, still buried in my abdomen, then up at her face. She was smiling, triumphant. Already calculating her next strike, the one that would finish me."Too slow, little brother," she said."No," I replied calmly, even as blood trickled fro

Chapter 217: going berserk milo pov Millen lunged first, massive jaws snapping toward my throat. In my previous form… the red monster driven by rage and instinct… I would have met her head-on. Matched strength with strength, fury with fury, until one of us lay broken and bleeding. But this was different. Now was different. I moved. Not away from her attack, but around it… flowing like water, fast like light. Her jaws closed on empty air where I had been a fraction of a second before. Before she could recover, I was already behind her, teeth finding the junction where her hind leg met her body. But I didn't bite to kill. Just a teaching* bite. One that said: I am faster than you. I can reach you whenever I want. Millen snarled, spinning with impressive speed for her size, but I was already gone from my position before her strike could reach me. The pattern continued, her attacking while I continued to be out of reach. Circling. Watching. Learning her patterns the way