All Chapters of Marked by the Mafia Alpha, Wanted by My Ex” : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1: The Breaking PointThe smell hit me first.I stood frozen in the doorway of what was supposed to be my husband's private office, and that scent—thick, musky, undeniably sexual—slammed into me like a physical blow. My wolf whimpered inside me, already knowing what my brain refused to process.The desk. Our desk. The one where we used to review pack finances together when we first got married.Damien had her bent over it.His hands gripped her hips, his body moving against hers with a violence he'd never shown me. Not even on our wedding night. Not even during the rare times he'd bothered to touch me at all. The woman's red hair spilled across the mahogany surface, her moans filling the room, and the pheromones—God, the pheromones were so strong I could taste them.My handbag slipped from my fingers and hit the floor.They didn't stop.Damien's eyes met mine over her shoulder. Cold. Gray. Empty. He didn't even have the decency to look surprised. He just stared at me while he

Chapter 3: The ReturnThree years later.I stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of my penthouse office, watching the city lights flicker below like stars. My reflection stared back at me—a woman in a tailored black dress that hugged every curve, hair falling in sleek waves past my shoulders, heels that cost more than my entire wardrobe used to.Not a single person would recognize the broken Luna I used to be.My phone buzzed on the glass desk behind me. I didn't need to look to know it was another message from a company begging for my services. They always were."Ms. Cross, your four o'clock is here," my assistant Rachel's voice came through the intercom. "Mr. Lucian Volkov."I turned away from the window, smoothing down my dress. Lucian Volkov. The name alone made most people nervous. Lycan. Mafia king. Ruthless bastard who controlled half the underground operations on the East Coast and wasn't shy about eliminating anyone who got in his way.He wanted to hire me. They all

Chapter 5: The CollisionThe business meeting ended with handshakes and promises of contracts worth more than most people saw in a lifetime. Gerald Hastings looked pleased. Lucian looked satisfied. I felt nothing but the overwhelming need to get out of this building."Gentlemen, if you'll excuse me," I said, closing my laptop with a decisive click. "I have another appointment."Gerald nodded, already absorbed in his phone. Lucian's eyes tracked me as I stood, but he didn't try to stop me. Small mercies.I grabbed my clutch and headed for the door, my heels clicking against the marble floor of the hallway. The gala was still in full swing in the ballroom behind me, music and laughter bleeding through the walls. I just needed to make it to the front entrance. Get in my car. Leave.I turned the corner toward the main entrance and stopped dead.A boy stood in the hallway, tugging at his tie with obvious irritation. Dark hair that fell across his forehead. Gray eyes that I'd spent five yea

Chapter 7: The Unraveling"I'll pick you up at seven," Lucian said as I gathered my things to leave the office.I paused, my laptop halfway into my bag. "For what?""Dinner. You agreed, remember?"Right. The dinner I'd stupidly agreed to in a moment of weakness. I'd been hoping he'd forgotten or gotten busy with something more important.No such luck."I can meet you somewhere," I said, zipping my bag closed. "Just send me the address.""No. I'm picking you up." His tone left no room for argument. "Wear something comfortable.""Comfortable?" I frowned. "I thought we were going to dinner.""We are. But not where you're expecting." He stood from his desk, buttoning his suit jacket. "Trust me."Trust. Such a simple word. Such an impossible request.But I found myself nodding anyway.At exactly seven PM, my doorbell rang.I'd changed five times before settling on a simple black dress. Not too formal, not too casual. Elegant but understated. My hair was down in loose waves, minimal makeup,

Chapter 9: The Kiss AMARAThe drive back to my penthouse was quiet. Comfortable. The kind of silence that didn't need filling.I sat in the passenger seat of Lucian's car, watching the city lights blur past the window. My heart was still full from seeing Kai. From holding him. From hearing him say he missed me.Three years. Three years of believing I'd lost him forever. And Lucian had given him back to me in one afternoon."Thank you."The words broke the silence. Lucian's eyes flicked to me briefly before returning to the road."You already thanked me.""I know. But I need to say it again." I turned in my seat to face him more fully. "What you did today—bringing Kai to me—I don't have words for what that means to me."His hands flexed on the steering wheel. "You don't need words.""Lucian—""I saw an opportunity to give you something you needed. So I took it." His jaw was tight. Controlled. "You don't owe me anything, Amara."But I did. I owed him everything.The air in the car shi