Wagered To The Alpha Mafia King Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alpha Artemis disagreed with Alaric, looking sharply at the men who had arrived with food, " I don't think so. Alpha Jason is trying to bribe us. You shouldn't ask for help from him. This new alliance will make us stand against the king, Alaric." Alaric snorted lightly, unaware of the effects of his decision, " Let us be then! We can live under Alpha North's protection. What's such a big deal? Imagine, if Alpha North becomes the new king after stripping down King Radolf Wolfshon from his position, we will be the closest ally to the king." Alpha Artemis glared at Alaric Davidson, shaking his head in disbelief, " STOP SAYING THAT! Do you think that it is easy to overthrow King Radolf Wolfshon

Then he raised his leg and put his foot on his palm which was on the ground. The man on the ground felt immense pain but he did not dare to make any noise. The man with deathly aura was none other than Vikramaditya Bhardwaj. He is the king of the underworld mafia, also known as ‘The Mafia King’ in the human world. However, he had another identity as well. An identity of a werewolf. But not an ordinary but Alpha. He is the most fearsome, ruthless, and the most cold-blooded Alpha of the largest pack of the continent – The Silent Anguished Howlers.

Alessandro sat there, holding a bloodstained crown in one hand and a note in the other. He read: "Leave the mafia king's position willing, or be taken down. Blood has been spilled, yours is next!"

"Or kill her and do us all a favor." "He can't. Alexa is a really big gang lord," Maddox said surprising me. "You're lying. Her," I asked pointing in Alexa's general direction. "Yeah. Alexa Eva Maria Valenzuela, head of The Kings," Felix said. I knew The Kings. They were a big gang and operated around most parts of the world. "So if Luca kills her..." "The mafia loses a lot of money and men fighting The Kings. They can be defeated but what's the point of taking the risk and having to build loyalties and the mafia up again?" Maddox completed it for me.

“Will that alpha answer your queries, Your Majesty? Alpha Wade is known to rarely acknowledge any authorities. He believed he was the king and that the werewolf community would bow down in front of him. That dream did not die even if he stepped down from his position and gave it to Alpha Erik. Now, his son will carry out his dream of leading all the werewolves. And who knows? They might carry out a rebellion against the kingdom and join the rogues. That’s only my theory, Your Majesty.” I heard the rooster crowing in the distance. From the balcony, the light dispersed. “I would like him to give it a try in seizing the throne.” -------------------------------- After our talk, that night, the a

Not stopping there, Law and Jeff also invited him and Cylo to go to the place where the Black Wolf mafia members gathered. This made Ivo very happy because he could see the activities of these mafia members. What's more, he also wanted to be a little naughty with them, but unfortunately, everyone seemed to ignore him, even though he was only wearing slightly oversized clothes and underwear. “Tsk, Law must have told them to ignore me,” he muttered irritably. And by exploring this headquarters, he gained a lot of information about this mafia group, including why Jeff and Law were called Alpha and Beta. That was because the mafia wanted to adopt the legendary werewolf leadership system, in whic

"I knew he wanted to do something, that's why he gave me that time. Horny Bastard." I watched the Beta following the ladies into the house, leaving his guards outside to keep watch. "Stay alert," I said to my men, walking away from them. I moved towards a tree that was facing directly at the Beta's room. His Alpha is a well respectable king who hates to mingle with the Mafias. It's a rule he made in his pack and to those in command. So, looking at Xavier, one can clearly see that the Beta runs his illegal acts in the secret and behind his Alpha's back.

"That's what happens." Martin's breath caught in his throat. His tears fell harder, his words stumbling out. "Please, don't kill me. I'll give you anything.'' The Mafia king straightened, taking another drag from his cigarette. He exhaled slowly, then gave a small, cruel smile. "Anything?" Martin nodded desperately. "Yes... anything." The Mafia King studied him for a long moment, smoke curling from his lips. Then he chuckled softly, like Martin had just told a joke.

The handsy man stutters as the man approaches us, “King. She approached me.” “Really? Are you calling me a liar?” The Mafia King’s voice is calm and sharp, like a shard of ice. “ No, my King, but she is a call girl!” I snap, looking back at the handsy man before turning to the King to plead my case. But I pause. The King’s head is tilted as he looks at me. The King’s voice is laced with disappointment and concern, “A call girl?”

And then he spoke. “Not yours,” he said, his voice cold and cutting through her like ice. "Why", she said her voice filled with sadness. Because I'm an Alpha and I can't be with a wolfless and useless mate has my Luna "said Alpha Raymond who was also her senior in school". Her first mate. The one everyone said was supposed to claim her. The one she had hoped would protect and love her. But he… rejected her. Her chest felt hollow. Humiliation, heartbreak, shame—all at once. She stumbled back, barely able to breathe.