Romans & histoires Forbidden Temptation: My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

He looked down at my dad and said, “Give me the title and I will spare you and your family.” My dad’s eyes were covered with blood as he said, “I, Eduard Biscoff, step down as Alpha from the Ice Moon pack and declare Davien Stockhom as the new Alpha. In exchange, Davien Stockholm has promised my family and I, our lives.” After that day, my parents and I were cast out from our pack. We were declared rogues. I’d never lived anywhere but with the pack and the same could be said for my parents. My father didn’t know how the human world worked but he grew up building the pack up along with his father.

I greeted them all with a kiss to their cheeks before I made a lame excuse about having to do some urgent work and escaping as quickly as I possibly could, leaving the women - and Enzo - in the kitchen. I breathed a sigh of relief when I'd closed my study door behind me. As I sank into my leather chair, my conversation with Giovani replaying in my mind again. “You will marry my daughter, you have a contract to uphold,” he had shouted at me once he'd learned I had rejected my mate - clearly Nina hadn't kept our trip a secret from her father. “That contract is null and void. Has been since my father's death,” I threw back at him. His lips twitched as if he were about to argue, but didn't dare.

he continued as he leaned into my touch. My hand stopped combing through his hair as I tensed. “And the one in my father’s Mafia is Omega6.” He sighed, “Yes.” “Who?” I queried. My hand clenched into a fist. I’m not sure why it seems like a betrayal. Mafia is a family, and you do not betray family. “I’m afraid I can’t tell you that, kitten. I am sorry,” he said. I could feel his grasp tightening on my hip, as if he was afraid I’d leave.

“I’ll be damned before I swear anything to this bitch, and I’ll freeze in the fucking tundra before I bend my knee to either of you.” The dining hall erupted with angry voices. Ronan lowered his head and dragged his hand down his face. When he looked at Damon again, his expression had changed. The father was still there, but the Alpha had taken control. “As much as this pains me, you have made your choice. Damon Bloodhowl, you are hereby stripped of your authority and banished to Fort Tundra for three years. During your exile, you will serve beneath Commander Hale and follow every order given to you.”

Father, you have four sunrises left to find a new pup to play your games. If you don't call off the Moon Council ceremony, the one who will be baring their throat in shame won't be me; it will be you," I declared, my voice echoing like a final decree as I turned on my heel. I didn't look back at the cold stone of the legal chambers or the icy fury on my father's face. Dominic Stone watched me go, his scent curdling into a dark, frustrated musk. Facing his obstinate daughter, the Alpha of the Law Pack abandoned all pretense of logic. He grabbed his communication device and dialed.

A guard with a shaved head and a black rubber apron stood over me, electric clippers buzzing like an angry hornet. "No," I wheezed. "Not my hair. Please." "You don't have a name, no hair, no identity when you're here. You are just 402," the guard said, grabbing the back of my neck like a vice. "In the Forge, pretty is weak." "My father is Don Moretti! He'll kill you for this!" The guard laughed, dry and nasty. "Your father paid for this package, kid. Premium. He told us to shatter your ego. Shave it all off."

Earned. I didn’t know what the future held. But I knew this, tonight, I wasn’t Cinderella anymore. And he was, certiuanly, no prince charming. He was my Alpha Dante. My soon to be husband. My fiance. I was nota forbidden temptation anymore. I was his. His to love. His to belong.

He went from doctor mode straight to douchebag mode. In seconds. “My son is looking for a wife. Sure, he already has a mate, but they’re not that serious. With someone like you, he could enjoy something hot on the side. And before you say anything, let me tell you that alphas always take in mistresses. You can’t expect them to be loyal to one omega for life.” Oh, so this is why he was being nice. Wait, he’s trying to set Cherry up with his son? Am I in some kind of hallucination?

"I didn't tell you all of this so you would feel sorry for her. I wanted to open your eyes to the fact that Dante Luciano is a lunatic. "His repentance and revenge are meaningless. The damage has been done. Your Padre won't come back to life, and your wounds won't disappear." "I know," I muttered. "No, you don't," Uncle Marco retorted, shaking his head. "You grew up with him, and you still think of him as the young boy who will bandage your wounds when you're injured. That boy died a long time ago, Lina. "The man you're up against is the Don of a mafia family. His hands are steeped in blood, and he's stubborn to a fault."

“This isn’t just anyone, Marissa. It’s Alpha Hades of the Blood Moon Pack that wants an alliance with our pack and you as his contract bride.” Alpha Hades. It was rumoured that he had killed his own father to take over the role of Alpha of Blood Moon Pack. Within just a few years, he had built a massive empire, growing his pack, amassing a large amount of wealth, and extending his territory until he became the most powerful pack in the country. Not an easy feat when his pack had been one of the weakest to begin with. It was said he was cold, ruthless, and willing to kill anyone who dared to offend him or even look at him wrong. I would rather die than be married to a man with that kind of re