Bound To The Ruthless Alpha Mafia Novels & Stories

“If you return with me now, there won’t be any trouble. But if you continue to defy us, you’re putting yourself and Carolina in danger. You’re both traitors in the pack’s eyes, and Alpha Zane will not hesitate to do what he must to protect the pack.” “Traitors to the pack? You merely know noticing of what your alpha has been up to.” I sneered. “Let us go,” I said, trying to control my voice but feeling the urgency pull at me. “We have unfinished business to take care of.” “Not a chance,” he replied, brushing past me and reaching for Carolina. At that moment, everything shifted. Time slowed, and instinct kicked in. “No!” I shouted, lunging for his arm. But he was quicker than I anticipated. H

They help him keep his power, and his powers were enough to block out my Alpha aura. “Come back later, Arden, I am busy...” Without letting him finish his words, I moved swiftly and took one of the men toward the wall, and pressed my long nails closest to his neck. “One movement and his head is gone,” I spoke softly, meaning every word that fell off my mouth. My father cherishes his mafia families just like an Alpha cherishes his pack, he wouldn't want to lose one. “Fine, come on.” He uttered calmly and walked ahead while I let go of the big man I held up. There are no match for me no matter how much they train.

Not a single one offered a stable bond. But there was one lead remaining. She reached into her bag and retrieved a heavy, gold-embossed card. The name 'Luke Turner' was etched into the surface. He was the High Alpha of the Turner Pack. Madison’s brow furrowed as she studied it. She had never considered him a viable target before. Luke was a heavy-set male in his fifties with an uninspired scent. Furthermore, he was already mated and had a grown son.

"You can deny it all you want, Amara. The bond doesn't care about your fear." "I'm not afraid." "Liar." He moved closer, and I refused to back up. "You're terrified. Not of me—of what I represent. Another man who could hurt you. Another bond that could break you." "You don't know anything about me." "I know you were married to that weak excuse for an Alpha. I know he had a mistress. I know you have a son you haven't seen in three years. I know you took a silver bullet for a man who threw you away like garbage."

I can't believe my brothers murderer is this close and I can't do anything, my heart stung as I continued wiping the table. “Five million by Friday,” the Italian murmured his voice cracking “Cash” A pause then his deep, low and dangerous voice came“You think money fixes betrayal?” the Italian flinched, his grip tightening on the glass of vodka he was holding “It's not betrayal pakhan It’s… a misunderstanding.” “You gave my shipment route to orlov men.” Mikhail’s words were barely heard but were sharp and radiating danger “That is not a misunderstanding that is suicide.”

He had never had to experience it, but once rejected, the wolf entered the most depressing state ever, dragging the human down along. Sometimes it'd take years, even decades before they healed and moved on. And at the moment, what he didn't need was years or decades of recovery. “Have you heard the status of the pack?” She asked, her expression serious. His jaw hardened. “I'm the alpha, Nika. Of course I've heard.” Still, she took to reminding like he might have forgotten. “Three of our pack members were murdered by the rogues Zayne! This leader is growing bolder with each second that passes. We need you. We need a strong alpha.”

My knees buckled slightly under the weight of his power, and I could feel his rage thick in the air, curling around my lungs like smoke. “I’m sorry, Alpha! It won’t happen again,” the voice pleaded. “Oh, I know it won’t,” the Alpha hissed. “Because you will be demoted. You embarrassed this pack and my training. You don’t deserve to show your fucking face to me. Leave.” His fury slammed into me like a tidal wave. My chest tightened. I couldn’t catch my breath, his pheromones were too dominant. My wolf whimpered inside me, and I clenched my fists to stop myself from collapsing into submission. I couldn’t let this break me. Not before I even met him.

“You might be head council, but I don’t care who you are. Keep talking like that, and I’ll rip your throat out.” She laughed back, crossing her arms over her chest. “Go ahead, Alpha,” she said, meeting my eyes. “Kill me.” “But it won’t change the truth. The pack is under attack, and your human is a liability. You’re risking everything for him. Why? Because of some mate bond you can’t control?” I grabbed her neck, pulling her close to me, my eyes burning red. “No one makes decisions for me,” I said, my voice a deep growl.

Leif’s jaw clenched. He said lowly, "Give me the word, and I'll rip his throat out." That brought out a part of me. The Wolverine The fury. “No,” I said."I'll handle it myself." He looked into mine. In addition, for the first time since I last saw him, a small grin appeared on his lips. "My Alpha is there." I stiffened.“I’m not an Alpha.” He said, "You're more than you know." "You haven't claimed it yet," I said. A noise outside the door made us both freeze.

“It has to start with me.” I stepped barefoot into the circle. The wind stirred immediately, a low moan that rustled the dry leaves around us. The pendant at my chest warmed. My wolves stood in silence—Killian, Cassian, Elara, Aric, Tess, and at least thirty more gathered in a wide ring beyond the bone circle. All watching. All waiting. I lifted the dagger and sliced my palm cleanly. The blood dripped into the basin, and the obsidian hissed. “I call the bond,” I said, voice steady. “Not as Luna. Not as mate. But as Alpha by fire, by death, by resurrection. I bind myself to the wolves of Moonbound. Any who answer the call—step forward.”