Semua Bab marked by the mafia alpha: Bab 111 - Bab 115

Chapter 108: The Monster RevealedAmaraThe dining hall was a monument to power.Ceilings that vanished into shadow. Obsidian pillars thick as redwoods. A table carved from a single piece of petrified wood—older than nations, older than gods.And at its head sat death itself.The Grandfather.Seven feet of ancient fury. Silver hair cascading past his shoulders like frozen waterfalls. Eyes that weren't eyes—pure molten gold, no white, no iris, just burning cosmic fire that saw through flesh and bone and lies.When he looked at you, civilizations trembled.I sat four seats away. Lucian between us. Aurora across. All of us silent under that terrible golden gaze.Breakfast had been laid out. I couldn't touch it. The smell of cooked meat made bile rise. Made that other hunger pulse. The dark one. The one that wanted something living. Bleeding. Warm.The child moved. Insistent. Demanding.Hungry. Need. Feed. TAKE."You are dying." The Grandfather's voice didn't echo—it consumed sound itself

Chapter 110: The EndgameGrandfatherI stood in my private chambers. The room I'd occupied for ten thousand years. Walls carved from the bones of my enemies. Floor stained with the blood of those who'd challenged me.Everything I'd built. Everything I'd protected. Everything I'd—Lost.My fist went through the obsidian table. Ancient. Irreplaceable. Shattered like glass.No heir. No legacy. No future.Because of love. Because of weakness. Because my grandson chose a corrupted mate over—Over everything.The door opened. I didn't turn. Didn't acknowledge.Only one person would dare enter without knocking."You're destroying your own furniture again." Cassius's voice. My beta. My advisor. My oldest living friend. "That's the third table this month.""Get out.""No." He moved into the room. Calm. Unbothered. "Not until you stop acting like a child and start thinking like a king."I spun. Power radiating. The air itself trembling."Careful, old friend. I am still your superior."He smiled

Chapter 112: The CountermoveAuroraI stood at my window. Watching the underworld city wake. Watching pieces move on the board.Grandfather thought he was so clever. Thought he'd trapped Lucian perfectly.We'd see.A knock at my door. Frantic. Desperate."Enter."The door opened. A guard stumbled in. Young. Low-ranking. One of mine—bought, paid for, loyal.He was shaking. Literally trembling. Hands clenched at his sides.I didn't turn. Kept watching the city. "Speak.""I—I heard—" His voice cracked. "The Grandfather and Lucian. They—they made a deal. I was stationed outside the chambers. I heard everything."Now I turned. Slowly. "Everything?"He swallowed hard. Nodded."Then tell me." I moved to my chair. Sat. Fingers steepled. "Every word. Every detail. Leave nothing out."He told me.The mating ceremony requirement. The two-month deadline for a legitimate heir. The vampire child being denied all claims. The fresh blood supply. The five-month timeline.All of it.Every manipulation.