All Chapters of His Savage Touch: Mafia Alpha’s Mate: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The city awoke to chaos framed as order.Council offices were deserted. Officials vanished into private quarters, leaving half-formed decrees on tables that no one would enforce. Street corners filled with whispers and speculation, every district weighing which side to pledge.Aria did not wait for them. She moved through the tower silently, her presence heavier than authority, sharper than decree. Mara trailed behind, pale but steady.“They are organizing,” Mara whispered. “Even without your command, some refuse to surrender.”Aria’s gaze swept the city through the tower’s high windows. “Then let them try. I will not bend.”She tapped into the last reserves of the bond’s energy. Not to control. Not to protect. Not yet. She only listened. And immediately she felt it—Luca.Not in proximity, not in thought. But in danger. Pain. Blood. He was moving through fire without her. The bond pulsed, not gently, but violently, like it had grown claws.“I can feel him,” Aria murmured. Her hands tr

The council had underestimated her.Aria stepped into the central chamber, flanked only by Mara, the screens alive with evidence of betrayal and fractured loyalties. The council’s delegates froze mid-step, their eyes wide with disbelief.“You used the bond without authorization,” the High Arbiter began, voice quivering slightly. “You overstepped every limit. You endangered civilians—”Aria cut him off with a single glance. “I chose survival. Not convenience. Not approval. Survival.”Whispers erupted as every member realized the truth. The city had shifted beneath their feet. Neighborhoods aligned with Aria now openly displayed support, their banners glowing in the morning sun.“They are watching,” Mara whispered.“Yes,” Aria said. “And they are deciding for themselves who protects them.”Far across the city, Luca fought through Selene’s forces with a precision born of desperation. His pack followed, battered but alive, moving like shadows through smoke and fire.The bond pulsed violen

The city’s skyline burned with tension, the glow of fires in some districts mirrored by the lights of loyalty and defiance in others. Every street was a chessboard, every shadow a potential threat.Aria moved across the tower balcony, her hands gripping the railing. The bond throbbed against her chest, now untethered, alive in ways even she could not fully understand. It pulsed with a rhythm that seemed to sync with Luca’s heartbeat across the city.“They are making their move,” Mara said softly behind her, eyes scanning the monitors. “Selene’s agents are coordinating across three sectors simultaneously. Civilians are at risk.”Aria nodded. “Then we give them no choice. Not just to attack. But to survive their own miscalculations.”The bond flared, reacting, stretching, testing limits. She could feel Luca—his position, his strikes, his strategy. She could feel Selene’s shadows pressing in, calculating, predicting. And she knew instinctively: the bond was no longer just theirs. It had

Aria felt it before it happened.Not a vision. Not a warning. A loss.Her chest constricted violently, as though invisible claws had wrapped around her heart and squeezed. The bond flared white hot, then dipped, unstable, flickering like a dying flame. She gasped and staggered forward, gripping the stone railing of the tower balcony as blood rushed in her ears.“No,” she whispered. “No no no.”Across the city, somewhere between smoke and steel, Luca dropped to one knee.The impact was brutal. Not physical at first, but internal. The bond recoiled inside him, snapping back like a stretched wire that had been cut too sharply. Pain detonated in his chest, spreading through his ribs, his spine, his skull. He tasted iron.Selene smiled.Not wide. Not triumphant. Controlled. Satisfied.“There it is,” she said softly, stepping closer through the ruins. “The first true cost.”Luca forced himself upright, breathing hard. His vision swam, but his gaze stayed locked on her. “What did you do.”“I

The tower burned from the inside.Not with fire, but with betrayal.Aria stood at the command level as alarms blared and red lights washed over the marble walls. Every vibration under her feet carried one truth she could no longer ignore. Selene had not just infiltrated their defenses. She had lived inside them.“Seal the eastern corridors,” Luca ordered, his voice cutting through the chaos. “No one moves without confirmation.”Too late.Aria already felt it. That hollow pull in her chest where trust used to sit.Cassian was close.“Bring him,” she said quietly.Luca turned sharply. “Aria—”“I said bring him,” she repeated, her voice calm in a way that frightened everyone in the room. “Alive.”Minutes later, guards dragged Cassian into the chamber. Blood streaked his temple. His clothes were torn, but his expression was not panicked. It was resigned.That hurt more than rage ever could.“You shut down the defense grid,” Luca said coldly. “You opened our internal routes. You handed Sel