Semua Bab Wanted By An Alpha And A Mafia : Bab 11 - Bab 20

His wolf stirred, howling in his head. It yearned for Reene. For her scent, her beautiful eyes, her small figure, the feeling of her wrist in his hand. All it wanted at the moment was to have her close by. That was the effect of the mate bond. It was, by far, the strongest bond known to life. But how was he to do this? How was he to get a human to accept something like that, when she'd obviously not known about werewolves till a few days ago. How was he to get her to be with him when she didn't seem to have even the slightest of feelings towards him. When the sound of making an oath scared her. ‘I don't care how, but you have to get her.’ His wolf growled in his head. Ah, damn the thing. It made it sound easy. Zayne couldn't blame his wolf though. In fact, he felt pity for it. Having to be far away from your mate was possibly the hardest thing. Especially for the wolf. “Something seems to be bothering you. What's up?” His sister of five years younger, Nika T

"Zayne?" Of course. She should've known it would be him. How the heck did she not guess that? He was literally the one who knew about the store she worked at and had even come there once Why didn't her brain think of suspecting him? “I guess the latte thing didn't give you a clue then.” He spoke, his tone even, but had an edge to it. One that let her know he'd purposefully ordered a latte so she'd figure out who it was. And her dumb self hadn't gotten that right. So stupid. But of course, her pride was too huge to just get squashed by something like that. So, to prevent further embarrassment, her shoulders lifted in a nonchalant shrug as she brushed past him, inviting herself into his office. “I've got better things to do than remember the fact a guy ordered a particular drink. We have a lot of customers ordering coffees, you seriously don't expect me to keep just one man's order in my head.” The door shut before he made way towards her, then moved to his desk where he sm

'Warning – Hi!!! This chapter has mention of drunk driving, so beware. Thanks for the read though 😊😊😊 ' The twenty sixth of June was the worst day of Jaxon’s life. A day he wished never existed. A day he’d prefer to kill than be disturbed. No one dared disturb him on a day like this, because it was a day that smelt like blood. His grip on the wheel tightened. 'Just a few more miles and I’ll be at the cottage.' He told himself, trying to drift his mind from unnecessary thoughts. Like how it’d feel if he sped up and hit a tree. Or another car. Would the glass break? Would a branch pierce his body? How would that feel? What did his blood really look like in a bucket? A groan left his throat as he realized he’d sped up again. That was what happened when you took alcohol to face a day like this. Normally, he wasn’t one to get drunk easily. Five bottles and he could still walk, talk, even drive. But today... today his body chose differently. Like it always did on the twenty si

Asshole! Stupid son of a gun! The most annoying human the earth had been cursed with! “That'd be twenty dollars.” Reene feigned a smile she didn't feel, just so the teenager won't think service was poor in their store. “I've only got eighteen.” The female said in between loudly and frustratingly chewing gum. “Sorry, but that means you'll have to return something.” “I'm not doing that.” The girl retrieved a lot of coins with a few dollar notes, dropping them on the counter in front of Reene. “Listen girl, you can't buy something of twenty dollars and only give eighteen. It's not allowed here.” She tried keeping her tone calm to avoid lashing out her frustration on the child. “Then add your money to it.” She shrugged, continuing with the chewing. “Truthfully, I can't care less how you gonna do it, but I need all this and I'm not planning on returning any of them.” “You have to return something, that's the store policy.” Reene repeated through gritted teeth. Gosh, would the girl

Reene groaned as her house door came to view. Finally. Walking back had felt like an unending journey, considering how tired her legs were from last night's sleep. And just the thought of still heading to work further wore her down. What she'd prefer at the moment was a nice shower and long hours in bed, snoring till the sun set. Not a quick bath then leave home again to spoiled teenagers. A tired sigh left her as she opened the door, closing it behind her once she was in. With slouched body, her feet dragged her to the parlor. “Look who's just walking in.” Jake's voice startled her to turn to where he sat on one of her chairs, arms crossed over his chest. “Where were you all night?” It was obvious he had a long speech prepared on why she shouldn't be coming late, and truthfully, she was too tired for that. So, her body took to collapsing on the couch. “It's a long story.” “I'm listening.” “You know, I think I miss when you weren't talking to me.” His brows dipped. “I'm