All Chapters of The mafia King's Pet [M×M]: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Milo’s POVMorning light shone a little too soft and gentle through the bindings, illuminating the room. I stirred a little, blinking slowly as my eyes tried to adjust to my environment. My body felt like it was soaked in a container filled with jelly. The banging migraine in my head was so intense that it made me not want to get up from the bed…I paused,Bed?A sharp breath escaped my lips.I shot up from the bed like a bullet, instantly regretting it, as pain followed my every movement. I gasped, my back was on fire, my body was so heavy, and the aftermath of everything hit me like a ball of bricks.I turned to the other side of the massive bed I was lying on, but it was empty. There is no hint or trace of anyone else in the room except me.“What happened?”I asked my wolf, but no reply. I looked down at myself, realising that I was not wearing my clothes. It was a big oversized shirt that covered me well, reaching to my knees. Just from one deep sniff, I already knew who it belon

The pack alarm?Milo povThe pain was so intense, like someone was trying to pry its way to my head. But as soon the pain came , it disappeared like it had never come.I looked at the group again, but this time, with weary eyes. I locked eyes with the one in the middle who continued to stare at me with his hawk eyes. He is slim and the taller one in his group of four. His mouth carved into an evil smirk.I shuddered uncontrollably. I suddenly felt like I was being stared by a dangerous lethal blade. Like I was a prey, while he was a predator. Warning bells rang in my ears, and I immediately averted my eyes. I made a mental note to steer clear from the group of four with their psycho leader.We continued moving deeper into the building into a quieter hall than the bustling square. displays of different pack sigils lined up the corridors like trophies. My heart clenched at the thought of my packs, sigil being among the trophies that might line up here in the nearest future.The though

CouncilDamon’s POVThe thick smell of iron blood hung in the air like a shadow. As all around the ground were littered corpses of different shapes and states. Almost all of them had one or two limbs missing from their main body.They had come unexpectedly. a surprise and coordinated attack. They came through the northern and southern watch lines at once.They managed to break through the shield and the archery units, before pouring into my pack. But that was the further they could go, before other melee units met them head on.Two packs. Two entire so-called righteous packs had launched a coordinated ambush attack on us. Who the fuck lays ambush nowadays. “Pussies” I grunted, “Only a traitor could have given them such an Intel.”“The reaper” My sword dripped with blood. From the hilt down to the tip with a sizzling sound like it was enjoying the blood on its body.“diieeee” a loud shout came from my back. In one smooth movement, I barely moved my upper back to the side, immediately

The monster Minutes laterSomewhere deep in the forest… minutes laterAn unnatural clearing was made, just like a giant palm.o the gods that slammed in the middle of the forest, creating a different landmark from the dense canopy of trees that surrounded the clearing. But that was not the only unnatural phenomenon in the clearing.There was a boy who stood unmoving in the middle of the destruction all around him. Trees were uprooted from its roots, and tall giant trees were all broken from their stump. It was like a bulldozer had ravaged the surroundings, but there was no sign of any bulldozers.Nor any sound of fighting whatsoever. The rogues who had surrounded the boy were now scattered all over the place, unmoving. And dead as rock.Limbs twisted at unnatural angles. Some had their neck snapped, while one particular one was hanged on a tree with nothing but an arrow protruding from its mouth. Blood soaked the soil in a mile radius.And at the center of all the carnage and destruc

void of dream Milo’s POVBone chilling darkness surrounded me.not the kind of darkness you feel when the sun sets in a field of flowers. No, this one was thicker, heavier, and depressing like the world had collapsed and left me floating in nothing but a void of space. I could feel emotions, could run and walk, but those meant nothing when I was stuck in this nothingness, with no sense of direction or where to go.I don’t know how long I have been here.There’s no sky, no ground, no wind, no sound like I could shout from now till tomorrow and not hear my voice for a moment. Just… an intense sad silence that continued to press down on me like a heavy weight.God knows that I was slowly losing my mind.Is this how I die? Or am I already dead? Is this me serving my punishment in hell? But they say it is a place filled with fire…I had thought about it thousands of times. Different thoughts swirling in my mind.Maybe the powers and strength that had flooded my body had finally consumed