Bound To The Ruthless Alpha Mafia Novelas e Histórias

My grandmother stood with her back to us, speaking to the tall alpha. “…will cut the bond clean. One slice across the mark and they lose everything. Power. Connection. Each other. Name your price.” The alpha reached for the dagger. Milrac moved first. I felt the command ripple through the bond before he acted. The alpha froze mid-reach, eyes wide. I pushed with him, locking the man in place. Grandmother spun. Her eyes met mine. For one heartbeat she looked almost proud. Then rage twisted her face. “You,” she hissed.

She made him look at her. “You made a mistake. A cruel one. A foolish one. A mistake born from fear and grief and pride.” His jaw tightened. “But you have not yet done something terrible.” She said, “Not if you move now.” His eyes burned silver. Marla squeezed his arms. “There is still time to make this right.” For one second, he looked like he might break. Then the Alpha returned. Not the cold one who had rejected Althea. This was older and sharper. A wolf that had finally scented danger near what belonged to him.

ISADORA The next morning, Luca joined me for breakfast. The image of him drenched in blood yesterday was still fresh in my mind, a sharp reminder of who he truly was—the head of the most powerful mafia in the country. Those small moments we’d shared, the meals, the conversations, had lulled me into forgetting the danger. But now, I couldn’t. Not when I knew how easily he could end me. I avoided looking at him, keeping my eyes glued to my plate, but he noticed. Of course, he noticed.

I stayed quiet, waiting for him to continue. “My dad went crazy after that and he began abusing me, kept reminding me of how cruel a matebond is,” he said with a bitter smile. “He died of a broken heart and I moved here, establishing myself as a strong mafia Alpha, not trusting anyone but myself. Only by being ruthless will others fear me. And why should I give a damn about the matebond if it could break me? She-wolves are only good as toys.”

Maybe it was supposed to be Emma all along. A small sob reached my ears and I locked eyes with my best friend, Lori. Her eyes had turned red from crying and I saw her mouthed the words 'I'm sorry.' I saw the Alpha give the slightest nod and some guards were behind me in no time. By the time I realized what was happening, my hands and feet had been tied up. One of the pack warriors, a vicious man known for deriving pleasure from torturing others crouched beside me. "I'll make this easy for you." He smirked, "Confess your sins and you'll die a quick death."

Seeing her dressed like that made me lose all sense of reason. I wasn’t supposed to feel this way. I was Alessandro De Luca, the Mafia boss of Italy, the Alpha of the most feared pack in the world. I didn’t fall for women—ever. My life had no room for attachments, no space for weakness. Yet here I was, tormented by this slip of a human girl who had been thrust into my life as my second-chance mate. Second-chance mate or not, I wasn’t going to let this bond control me. I wouldn’t be tied down. But the harder I tried to resist, the more she consumed me.

Her eyes widen as she stands up from her seat, “That was it! They were outnumbered because not all of the berserkers were there!” The three Alphas exchanged knowing looks, understanding Callista's thoughts. Transforming into their werewolf forms, they sprinted towards the cabin, sensing the imminent danger that had disrupted their connection earlier. Upon arrival, they found Payne's Betas locked in combat with Berserkers, genetically enhanced adversaries who posed a formidable challenge even for skilled Betas. Just in time, the three Alphas joined the fray, supported by Callista, Raina, Moriarty, and Dimitri.

CHAPTER 36 "That is one of the most twisted things I've ever heard in my life! You hurt me to get my attention?!", She asked harshly. She couldn't believe his audacity, coming here to stand in front of her to utter something as unhinged as that. "Enough! You will come to moon stone, or I'll reject our bond", he threatened. Myla's eyes widened. She would suffer more than he would if he rejected their bond. He was the current alpha of the pack she was born in, his rejection would make her wolf unhinged, driving her into insanity or being a rogue. Many omegas had been known to kill themselves instead of suffering the psychological torture associated with being officially rejected by alpha leade

He is very attractive, but she has a gut feeling that he is more dangerous than his father. Zoey was with Clinton. He felt bad about what he had done. He was consumed with guilt and was unable to look Amelia in the eyes. He wanted to say sorry, but then he remembered that she was married, and the mafia would kill him if he got too close. Except for those who stayed to feast after the wedding, everyone left for their respective homes. Amelia was emotional and exhausted when she realized she was returning home with the Mafia she had been terrified of. her charming husband.

“Thank you, sweetheart, but I’ve encountered an arrogant, dangerous alpha like him.” “Don’t underestimate him. He’s not only dangerous. He has motivation. He’s patient because he has a goal, and he won’t stop until he succeeds. What he did back in Nicaragua was not only to eliminate those who were against him. He also killed everything that got in his way. After he killed an alpha in Portland, I feel like he also collected trophies— alphas’ heads along the way. A man like him, motivated by vengeance, is what makes him incredibly dangerous.” His smile widened.