All Chapters of Trapped In The Mafia Wolf Island: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Aurora POV“Is this how I am going to die without seeing the master?” I cried, unbothered about the gun pointed to my head. Instead, my mind was hovering around Dante, even at the point of death.Isabel kind of read through my expression, her face realizing I wasn’t too tense by the gun she had pulled out.Without putting the gun down, she teased a smirk and behind it held a calculating rage.Stand up, she instructed calmly, her words shocking the guards who had been so expectant of my death. I wasn’t any different, as that act of gesture was the opposite of her character.I stood up as instructed, my hands cleaning up the sands that had stained my knees from the fall.“You know, I was going to end you right here by pulling the trigger,” Isabel began, her heels clicking on the floor as she circled me predatorily. “But then I thought that isn’t enough punishment to give, judging you not only broke my rule but also tried escaping the island, forgetting I own your freaking life till you

Dante POVMy heart leaped with so much joy that it made me shed some shitty tears, something I hadn’t done for years.She was alive and surprisingly curled up at the far wall of the room, sleeping peacefully, her breath low while her head rested on something that I never thought was possible.Mallory lay stretched on the floor, her silver grey fur curled around Aurora’s small body and her paw over her legs like she was trying to protect her from any harm.I stood frozen in the doorway, unable to make sense of what I was seeing.My presence was first noticed by Mallory. My scent must have given me away, and for the very first time since Mallory hadn’t been able to shift back, I saw some softness in her. The wild, angry, and violent side that had torn three grown men without hesitation, and the same fury that had left claw marks on Aurora’s back the very first time she arrived at the island, was no longer there. Instead, I saw a familiar softness, the type she had when she was a little

Dante’s POVI sat there, watching her scoop the food into her mouth, and that moment broke my chest at how badly of a habit she ate. The island must have been very cruel to her, making her eat hurriedly like the food would be taken away from her.“Slow down,” I said calmly, with a small smile so she wouldn’t feel too embarrassed.“So sorry, I can’t just help it. This is the best meal I have had in the longest time,” she said, offering a small embarrassed smile.And she slowed down alittle, but that didn’t even last for a minute before she started rushing over the food again.I didn’t press it further. I just let her do her thing. There is still a lot of time left to correct that habit of hers, but for now, I will just enjoy watching her finish her meal, even though the wound has started hurting a little I still want to keep watching her. Although Lucien had already started the healing process, it’s kind of slower because of the silver coated bullet.Not long after, she finished everyt

Aurora POVHundreds of kisses planted on my shoulder jolted me awake earlier before the sunlight did.I rubbed my eyes before opening them. The morning light peeping through the curtain made me blink repeatedly before I finally adapted to it.I turned slightly, and there was Dante laying on the side of the bed, already awake, his hands resting on his propped elbow, while he planted more soft kisses on my lips.“Morning, amorcita,” he murmured in between the kisses, his voice hushed and extremely calm at the same time.A wide smile spread across my face as all that happened last night came flashing back, the bed, the whole night filled with my moans, his low groans, and the slap of flesh against each other.I slammed my hands against my face immediately, suddenly feeling shy before him.Oh no. I did it with him. And not only for a few minutes, it lasted the whole night with me asking for more and more without stopping him.“Oh baby, don’t. Ohhhh, fucking stop.” The little seductive voi

Dante POV What is it? I asked, my legs already moving away from the table, my face definitely displeased that I got interrupted.They are here, boss, Marco said, his face tight across every word. He only does this when something is seriously wrong.Can you just fucking talk? I said, almost yelling at him for keeping me in suspense.Three boats just docked on the east side, he said.Whose boats? Didn't they know they are in my territory, or am I not feared enough ?They are Falcone's men, he replied, his voice low enough to keep everyone else from clearly hearing. Their Don already walked from the dock, and he didn’t send word ahead, boss, he reported.I frowned, my jaw already tightening. Falcone didn't pay unannounced visits, especially not ones that involved him crossing my borders. He always sent a message ahead or came upon a request to visit.Someone must have called him here.My eyes glanced across the table toward all of my mistresses, and the only one with a satisfied curve a