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CHAPTER 53: The Battle for Righteousness
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The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 54: Help
DAVIDE’S POV: Mackenzie. She’s the first one I can think of and the only one I wanna see. Where is she? And where am I? I weakly fold my eyelids open. Through their narrow slits, there’s a white suspended ceiling. I angle my eyes to my sides, there’s a mechanical ventilator. By seeing this, I realize that the lower half of my face is covered by a ventilator mask. I then weakly raise my arm. It’s coiled with gauzes while the back of my hand is injected with drips that are attached to another apparatus beside the bed I’m lying on. When I lay my arm down, I notice a plaque hanging on the wall opposite to me. It has a familiar institution’s name called Saint Luke’s Medical Hospital. How long have I been here? I’m sensing that I’m in a horrible state for being stuck here, for wearing a ventilator mask and for being injected with drips. However, I don’t feel any pain. In fact, I feel numb. What the hell has happened? I close my eyes to enable my memory to take me back to the last f
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 55: A Lie Turns into Nightmare
In less than two days after waking up, I regain some of the strength I need to walk without anyone’s assistance. My skin is still covered with gauzes though, but the burnt doesn’t look as terrible as I anticipated it would be. Nothing else has happened aside from me battling my impatience for Vivienne’s confirmation about his men’s arrival and my anxiety of what’s currently happening to Mackenzie and our unborn child. As I’m staring outside the window and clutching my phone inside my pocket, knocks come to the door. Everytime it happens, I’m wishing that it’s Mackenzie who’ll enter. But as always, it’s somebody I’m not interested to see or to talk to - it’s dad, this time. For the first time since I woke up, we finally meet again. No, actually, for the first time since I eloped with Mackenzie, we finally see each other again coz I didn’t see his face when he ambushed us. I only heard his disagreeable voice. “How are you, my son?” he asks with his arms raised sideways while he saun
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 56: We Meet Again
I pull up my car at the same time Dr. Gustavo gets out of his car. In the quickest pace I can, I rush towards him while untucking the pistol I stole from one of the made-men I killed. I yell, “Don’t move!” Dr. Gustavo trembles the instant he sees the pistol, pointing at him, and my murderous glare, also aiming at him. His thick eyeglasses almost fall off from the bridge of his big nose while his eyes are almost popping out of fear. “Boss Davide, what is this all about?” he asks. “Can’t you see?” I ask with sarcasm and coldness. “You’re about to die.” “B-but why?” “Why?” I ask back, almost chortling. “You didn’t know why?” “I-I re-really didn’t know. If I did some-something offensive to you, then g-give me a chance to make it up to you. D-don’t act hastily,” he says. My face clenches more and so does my chest. My grip on the pistol also tightens when Mackenzie’s urn crops up in my head. I reply, with pure fury and without any sarcasm unlike earlier, “Mackenzie. You can’t
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 57: The Bloody Fight Between Humans and Lycans
MACKENZIE’S POV: “What’s going on?! Why are there lycans here?!” Lycans are growling and howling, bodies and cars are thudding and screeching, raining bullets are banging and charging. Apprehension gyrates through every inch of my body. I can’t move, let alone breathe properly. As I watch the chaotic, bloody scene unravel in front of me, Davide’s warm palm and fingers wrap my hand, reducing my apprehension a little. “Let’s get inside,” he says. “I don’t think that’s a good idea. I need to talk to these lycans to stop attacking,” I reply without taking my eyes off the untamed lycans. “Before you can get the chance to talk to them, you need to dodge hundreds of bullets from my gang members first!” he hisses. The frustration and the anxiety in his voice is so palpable and they somehow disintegrate the warmness his touch is giving me. “What are we gonna do then? Leave everyone to kill each other?” I ask. It’s not my intention to be as frustrated as him, but that’s how I sound
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 58: Questions that Deman Answers
I wake up with no body pains, no stinging wounds and no trickling blood. The instant a total consciousness gets back to me, the first thing I think of is Davide. He was wounded and bleeding and almost dead the last time I saw him. I jolt on the bed, then frantically sit up. The room is unfamiliar to me. It has a beige and white color palette, a family-size bed below me, a flatscreen TV in front of me and an air-conditioner that mitigates the sultry-looking mountain view through the fixed, glass window at the side. I also notice that I’m wearing a white, cotton robe with what I assume is the name of the place stitched on its left chest pocket - Sunrise Inn. I’ve never heard of the name. So I don’t have an idea where exactly I am. I roll out of bed and rush through the door. Outside the room is another room, a living and a dining area altogether. I keep walking around until I find another door. Just when I’m about to clutch the doorknob, the door clicks, then shrieks open. To my h
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 59: Another Chance?
Everything becomes slow in motion when Alpha Allen finally appears from the small hallway of the entrance door. Then, everything stops when our eyes lock for the first time in what seems to be a long time. It takes some laborious seconds, before one of us budges. I blink first and when my heart thuds, I veer my faltering eyes away from his unswerving ones. I then clasp my fingers underneath the dining table to stop them from fidgeting. My discomfort is too palpable and it’s impossible for anyone not to notice it. That’s why I don’t understand why mama and papa proactively offer to leave the room so Alpha Allen and I can talk alone. I wanna tug them back by force as they stride away from us and I wanna run towards them as they disappear through the door. When Alpha Allen and I are finally alone, the quietness of the room is so nasty, forcing my heart to thud even louder and rowdier. Since I can’t look him straight in the eyes again, I only see his body’s movements. They’re relax
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 60: The Burning Fury
DAVIDE’S POV: I’m woken up by an indignant, desperate scream - “Please, somebody help me!” I think that I’m still dreaming, but I also hear screeching and other noises somewhere nearby. Then I remember what was happening before I passed out, there was a nasty battle between lycans and my gang members. So I assume that those noises are from those who are fighting. I stay still to relax some of my throbbing body parts, especially my head. The noises continue and I wanna continue ignoring them too. However, the more I try to ignore them, the more I realize that those noises aren’t the same ones I heard from the recent battle I saw. There’s no howling or growling of lycans and there’s no ear-splitting firing bullets from my gang members. I inch my eyes open and frantically sit up when my vision captures the unfamiliar white ceiling with a small chandelier hanging at its center. I glance around. My car is nowhere, and so do the laboratory, the massive properties of dad and the figh
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 61: A Man's Heart
My face isn’t only throbbing, but it also feels sticky due to the ointment Mackenzie puts on it. She then moves to my bruised knuckles. She first pats the soaked towel on them, before applying the ointment. When she’s completely done treating everything that's needed to be treated, she still keeps her silence. And it’s irritating me. “You haven’t chosen any of my options yet,” I say to break the silence and to lessen my irritation. She smiles, it’s forced and it’s odd. She then leans closer and presses her lips gently onto mine. Oh, if only I’m not suffering the wounds I’ve got from last night and more wounds I’ve got from earlier, I’ll absolutely lay her down now. But I need to heal first, so I can perform at my best. Our kiss is short and gentle, but it’s enough to totally shatter my irritation towards her and temporarily forget my fury against her ex-fiancé. With only a narrow gap separating our faces, her warm, nice breath smears my face, making its wounds’ pain more bea
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