Wagered To The Alpha Mafia King Novels & Stories

Well, if you say so. A ding comes a second later. King: Mars! Me: I’m here, I’m here. King: Good, well, stay there. Some of these mfs look slimy and shady as fuck. Me: Who are you referring to? King: The alphas. Me: Oh, I see. They’re here already? King: Some of them, yes. I don’t trust them, so stay put today. Me: Stay put? King: Yes, don’t go wandering around. Stay locked in at home.

Javier Miguel. The Alpha Mafia boss. The man whose name alone made people kneel. “You’re in my way,” he said. No flourish, hands in pockets, dark glasses perfectly in place. “This is my territory,” I replied evenly, keeping my gun steady. I couldn’t help but smile when he stepped closer, tilting his head to study me, his eyes dark and sharp. “Is it?” “Yes.” “You seized something that belongs to me, young lady.” “It’s illegal,” I said, glancing at my boys—well armed and ready—but deep down, I wondered why he wasn’t accompanied by anyone.

Noticing my silence, he continues to rage. "But guess what Cora, I am not stupid. I know that you will not give me a chance and you know what? I am the Alpha King. I don't get rejected. I am the ruler of the mafia in this human world of yours and I get everything I want including you. Trust me, I will make you love me, Cora, especially with that human Brayden out of the way." The seriousness of his tone makes me shiver unconsciously. Did he harm Bray in any way? How far can this go?

Did I really want to get entangled in the complex world of wolves and royalty, especially for a sum of money that suddenly seemed less important in the face of potential danger? Confusion gnawed at me. Was Alfred serious? Here he was, the mighty Alpha King, offering to pay me a ridiculously high sum – five million wolf dollars! Despite the danger that lurked beneath the surface, the sheer amount of money was undeniably alluring. A life free of debt, a fresh start...it was a tempting proposition. "Are you…certain?"I ventured, my voice hesitant. "About the money, I mean." A flicker of amusement crossed Alfred's face, a hint of something unreadable in his dark eyes. "Quite certain," he replied.

He answers, and I hold his gaze. “ Spill out everything you know!” my tone loud, there’s anger burning in my chest. “ Alpha had a business deal with other Alphas and he got lucky because it amounted to a very huge output. But the ugly part about this is that other Alphas lost in the business deal. Alpha became the richest in the city making him the Alpha King. But he did all that under your name.” he explains, and I just stare at him. I won’t lie I feel miserable after listening to what Mark just said.

The armored glass nearly cracked from its hinges. Alexander Sterling stepped in. The dark aura emanating from the Alpha King this time was purely made of psychotic rage. His eyes were as red as fresh blood, his breathing was heavy, his expensive suit was wrinkled as if he had just slid into space after crushing some foreign bastard under the building. The Mafia King has just received a report regarding this insolent letter from his spies. Without paying attention to Grandpa Oswald on the screen or Arthur in the room, Alexander jumped onto the carpet, moved around the table, and immediately swept the sacred letter with his claws. The rare parchment paper was crushed until it shattered into in

I really regretted everything I did to Hazel with every drop of blood in my veins and every strand of hair on my skin. I was oblivious, but I'm now willing to pay for my mistakes if it meant I'll get Hazel back. I couldn't deny I loved Zara and I didn't love Hazel at all but for some reason now, I can't seem to get Hazel out of my head. After apologizing, she wasn't willing to forgive me and to my surprise, she already moved on with the Alpha King! The Mafia Alpha King!! The most powerful wolf who was dominant in both the werewolf world and the human world. He wasn't to be messed with, he was hell itself and only looking at him could burn one's mind to death.

He started walking toward us with others trailing behind him. When they came near, my stomach dropped by his sight. Noooooo.....no...way....pls don't let him be him.....pls God..... But my little prayer was not heard by God as I could easily get the close view of him. ALPHA KING more like Royal king. I stood there like a statue watching him heading to our side. ......He has a connection with some mafia too. .........Never get caught my eyes. ............Mafiaaaa. Ohh God....save me.....i..i...What should I do......run...yes...run...

“He is not noble at all!” Shouts of disbelief, shock, and outrage overlapped each other as they were accompanied by the frantic sound of camera shutters. And as I had anticipated, the Alphas in attendance, who had always been dissatisfied with the royal family, took advantage of the chaos and began to denounce the Alpha King, expressing their suspicion of him and the entire royal family. “Alpha Odair, look at your son! He has dealings with the mafia and a gambling debt! He shouldn't be included in the list of candidates for the Alpha King title! He is not fit to be the next Alpha King!”

the King continued, "after him there is no one in the Lombardi family who deserves this throne. He said the Mafia empire must be handed to someone outside the Lombardi bloodline. Someone loyal to you. Someone who would protect you and your child, not use the empire to control you.” I looked up sharply. “Did he name someone?” “Yes.” The word echoed in the vast hall. The Alpha King stood up from his chair for the first time since my arrival. He descended the steps slowly, each footstep deliberate. “He said, ‘If Melania ever stands alone, give her this name. Tell her this man is my final shield.’” My chest felt tight. “Who?” The Alpha King stopped in front of me, his gaze unwavering. “Raymond.”