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Rise, Mafía Heirs The adoptive family
Anna looked at Jenna in surprise. “Do you know about Genevieve?” “What's to know? She's dead. Whatever her secret was, it's buried with her.” “Genevieve was raised by a family of werewolves, right?” Anna asked, remembering the vision she'd had of Maxwell and Genevieve together. “Yes. She was.” “Why? What happened to her parents?” “Nobody knows. Genevieve was left in the forest. I think to die. They found her and raised her.” “How bizarre.” “Yes.” “But why didn't the werewolves leave her in some human orphanage?” “I don't really know what motivated them to raise a human among them, but the family that adopted Genevieve loved her like a true daughter, and Genevieve was raised in luxury. When she got involved with Adam, even though he was much younger than her, the adoptive parents didn't approve, and they went to live in DreamStone.” “They didn't know she'd gone through two transformations... I don't understand. Genevieve was turned into a werewolf. Is she a hyb
Rise, Mafía Heirs The Goodbye Letter
Anna frowned. She didn't want to put her son's life in danger, but why didn't Maxwell talk about the triplets? They probably weren't human either. “Don't you care about your other children? Tayme, Donald and David?” “I care, but I don't worry. They can't have inherited the werewolf gene, and if they have inherited the vampire gene, they're safe, because vampires don't have the same defense system as werewolves. My other children have been vaccinated and cared for like humans. The most that can happen is a bad cold.” Anna looked at the window. “How do I know you're not lying?” Maxwell squeezed her around the waist, fitting their bodies together. “You know it's true, Anna.” Anna snuggled into Maxwell's arms. “I'm going to Avallon, Maxwell. I'm not going to interfere with that... authority you and Adam have over your subordinates, but I'm going to take it away from myself. I don't want you reading my thoughts.” Maxwell brought his lips close to hers. “What do you
Rise, Mafía Heirs The secret purpose
Adam needed to go to Avallon. When he hung up his cell phone, furious that his brother hadn't immediately approved his contact with Ian, he decided that he would go to the island. He was only a child, but he remembered Brianna telling him what he had to do so that the pack would never again be without an Alpha. That day, he had no interest in leaving an Alpha heir to the werewolves, but that changed after he met Ian. Brianna's recommendation was confirmed when he took Ian to a witch so that she could do something to turn the boy into an Alpha when he turned thirteen, but all she achieved was to make him have a greater connection with the werewolves. A leadership connection, but still without the authority of an Alpha. To do this, she advised him to go to Avallon. The cradle of magic. And she also told him that he would find much more than he bargained for. The island was in ruins and the gray mist would kill any human who entered without a mask. He walked almost all day wit
Rise, Mafía Heirs Meeting between Alpha and Luna
Naya was ushered into the office of the businessman, who took little interest in her activities in Alaska, by a tall, strong secretary with her hair tied back in a perfect bun, and saw the man bent over some documents, concentrating on something probably infinitely more important than interviewing an intern. She lowered her head to the folder in his hands. It contained all her school projects and ideas about the quality of life of workers, with figures that she herself had collected, studied and qualified. Naya didn't know how to make the rudeness stop when he finally looked up at her. Naya took a step back. He wasn't just beautiful. He was marvelous. The blue of his eyes was intense and bright. She couldn't remember ever seeing that shade of blue anywhere before. But his eyes were cold, and gave the impression that he was a cruel man. Ruthless. She had looked for information about him, but no one could say what his personality was. “Is that your resume?” The strong voice, rou
Rise, Mafía Heirs Here comes the groom
Naya was deep in thought as her mother tied the bow of her dress behind her waist. She felt ridiculous in that flowery knee-length dress, and to make matters worse, her mother had put a green bow in her hair. Her parents had dressed her up as a traditional girl who preserved old customs. Outdated traditions, that a woman only had to be a lady of the house. She rolled her eyes when her mother showed her the sandal, all smiles. It was a pink shoe. She didn't know whether to laugh or throw up. “Look at you, Naya! You look beautiful!” Her mother pointed at her in the reflection of the mirror, pride evident in her smile. “I don't know, Mom. Maybe you're missing an apron...” “Don't be ironic, Naya. You know your father doesn't approve of progressivism in our family.” Anna looked at her mother. “I don't know whether to feel pity or anger towards you.” “Why?” Naya took a deep breath. “You let Dad make you live like this... Outdated, and it's hit me too! I wasn't born to st
Rise, Mafía Heirs The importance of Luna
Anna swallowed. “What do you mean?” “That we can get married right away. Don't you agree?” Naya felt herself freeze. She had never dreamed that she would marry such a beautiful werewolf, the most beautiful she had ever seen, a CEO, who would probably take her away from her father. “I don't object to our marriage.” She replied. Adam stared at her thoughtfully. “What do you expect from our marriage?” “You're rich, boss. Is there a better argument, or motive, for a poor girl, adopted by a man who has stood still in time, or who deceives us, and must be two hundred years old?” “You... Naya! Don't you love me?” He looked stunned. Naya stared at him in surprise. What kind of madness was that? “Do I have to love you?” “That's the basis for a marriage, not my financial condition.” “I disagree.” Adam put the wine glass back on the table. “Then you'd better start looking for another fiancé, Naya. I'm not going to marry you if you don't say you love me and mean
Rise, Mafía Heirs Just another woman
Maxwell came out of the small bathroom in Adam's office just as Naya closed the door behind her. “Hair as black as night, skin as clear and velvety as a peach, freckles, which make her even more beautiful and attractive when her face turns red, and I can bet that happens often, and eyes the color of the sky on a rainy day, natural arrogance, typical of a true queen.... Why wait for lunch tomorrow, brother. Take this woman to church immediately!” He said, and sat down in Adam's place. Adam stared at him conspiratorially. “I think that's exactly what an Alpha should do with his Luna.” “But... There's always a 'but'.” “I feel a strong attraction to her, something really inexplicable. Strong. But I don't love her like I thought I would.” “Attraction is the beginning of love, Adam. If you had been raised together, you would never have met other women. You wouldn't have felt pleasure with any other woman. That young woman who just walked out the door is your perfect complemen
Rise, Mafía Heirs The bride's dowry
Naya arrived back at Adam's company building at two o'clock in the afternoon. His secretary directed her to a large room next to his office, and she saw his name on a sign on the desk. Did he give her a room before she presented her report? “Whatever you need, just call me on the intercom.” The secretary spoke amiably, interrupting Naya's thoughts, and left. Naya moved closer and gazed raptly at the plaque. Underneath her name, in smaller letters, it read: Executive Director. She smiled. She couldn't believe her luck. She raised her arm and crossed it, giving Alfa a banana. “Who needs you, you miserable prick?” She said to herself, and sat down. She turned on the computer on her desk and started typing up her report. But she couldn't help thinking that she would soon be the owner of it all. She would live a life of perks and luxuries she had never dreamed of. And she wanted Alfa to know that. This wedding represented her freedom. She would be free of her father. The hours pa
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