Mufasa Hyena Novels & Stories

“You must really love coffee, you are here again” She titled her head, confused . She was sure she didn’t know this man yet he was speaking with her casually as if he knew her. “I’m Micheal, I also work for Mr Wolfs”. He introduced. Maya nodded her head as realization washed over her. “Ah, I see. I’m Maya”. “This is the fourth time I’m seeing you come here today, you must really like the coffee here.”. “Those other times the coffee were not for me but for the boss”

I asked and facepalmed. “She is, Alpha. She has been mute since birth and still is.” They said I frowned. Why was the moon goddess so cruel? Why on Earth would she give me a mute as a mate after all I've been through to find my mate? Was she this heartless, or was she purposely being mean? A stealer wolf?

Back in El Tricolor, there's a rule: If I don't get married by thirty, I have to go back and marry the woman my father arranged for me. When my girlfriend, Stella Ross, heard this, her face filled with complete disdain. "Arranged marriage? Is your home in some remote tribe? Or are you stuck in the Middle Ages? Alan, quit with these pathetic excuses to force a marriage!" She let out a mocking laugh and pulled out a ring. "I was actually planning to accept your proposal and even bought us a pair of rings. But since you're so desperate, I think we both need some space to cool off." With that, she tossed the ring straight to her assistant, Ethan Parker. The marriage I had waited years for w

He was sitting in the dark. Although it was bright outside as the sun was gleaming on the top of the sky. Magro was standing next to his chair. They were mulling over something. He was rubbing his fingers on a one day grown stubble. He was fully impressed with his wife as she was taking good care of Enna. He was repenting giving marks on her body. He didn't mean to but he could not afford to lose the heart of this family, Sienna. She is the reason for his smile. He never felt alone but when he had seen the dead bodies of his parents and his elder brother and sister-in-law. It broke him completely. But Enna's face kept him alive. He was glad to just be a businessman. But the slaughter of his

The way he delivered that sentence, made it so frightening and still managed to maintain his smile made me shiver Now I see why they call him the devil. This is a man that can kill you, while smiling at you making you believe you are friends. “I do not understand what you are talking about.” I said , shaking my head because surely he was joking. What league of assassins was he talking about? My father was just a businessman and he never involved himself with that mafia. In fact I knew just how much he hated them… so does this man really expect me to believe his rubbish?

“She killed him! I swear she did!” “Your mom was banished because of you!” “You’re responsible!” “Your father hates you!” “I, Logan Paulo, reject you, Martha Howard, as my mate!” The words kept resounding, slicing through my mind until my head spun. I gripped a nearby table for support, my breaths coming out in ragged gasps. I hate them and most importantly my wolf. It was never there when I needed it, only surfacing during moments of danger before receding again, leaving me more broken than before.

These little muffins erupted with their excited shrieks as I wrestled and tickled them into submission. It was chaos. But it was our chaos. After what felt like forever, I finally sat up, letting the kids catch their breath. Some of them flopped onto their backs dramatically, groaning about how unfairly strong I was. I just smirked, crossing my arms. "Lesson of the day: Never challenge your Alpha unless you’re ready to lose." One of the pups, a skinny boy with big, golden eyes, I believe Brown was his name… he sat up and grinned.

Elara’s POV ‘I, Elara Saint Clair, will serve Don Marco Conti as his submissive bride and personal pet for as long as my master pleases.’ What the actual heck?! Is he crazy?! I looked away from the ridiculous clause on the contract and up at the tall ugly pile with a stinky smirk. He tilted his head in a ‘go on' way. ‘Dickhead.’ I hissed silently and put the pen to paper, then stopped for a moment. “Chihuahua isn't that pricey. How about a cat? They're good pets.” He didn't laugh at my dry joke. “Just so we're clear, do I get to sing for you?”

I tore through anyone who stood in my way, my only thought reaching Aliyah. And then, suddenly, there she was. Looking bruised and terrified, but alive. Our eyes met across the room, and for a moment, everything else fell away. "Alessandro," she whispered, her voice a mix of relief and... was that fear? Before I could reach her, a figure darted between us. Helena, her face twisted in a snarl of hatred. "You're too late, Alessandro," she spat. "She knows everything. About the mafia, about what you really are. Do you really think she'll want you now, knowing what a monster you truly are?"

I grab Luca on the arm and force him to a stop for a second, he looks me in the eyes and I look back searching for any sign of what might be to come, but I see nothing only determination to get to the bottom of whatever this is. We make our way outside and I see a bunch of other wolves all standing around looking bored, but once they spot us they all stand to attention all except one. This little fucker standing there acting all high and mighty doesn’t know who he is messing with right now so he better not push us, we both are on edge because of Carina. “Who are you and what do you want?” Luca speaks with a bored tone but his aura is definitely starting to show itself. Some of the men whimpe