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CHAPTER 56: We Meet Again
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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
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 62: An Irresistible Night
Mackenzie’s parents no longer say anything anymore, though their eyes still emit disapproval of their daughter’s relationship with me. To be honest, even if I still have a long way to go for them to accept me, I’m relieved that my soon to be parents-in-law think and act maturely unlike my dad who only cared about himself and his money. Mackenzie is so lucky to have them. And for that, I consider myself lucky too. Later that evening, Mackenzie’s parents occupy the other room while Mackenzie and I have the room where I slept. Mackenzie and I cuddle for hours, which is nice after what we went through. I thought for once, especially when dad lied to me that she’s dead, that I’d never gonna experience feeling her warmth again. I’m glad that thought will remain just a thought. Once she’s asleep, I step out of our bedroom as noiselessly as possible to avoid waking her up. I walk towards the balcony near the living area. Then I pull out my phone from my pocket and send a message to Vivienn
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 63: Another Day to Face Another Challenge
MACKENZIE’S POV: I roll out of bed, moaning and in pain. My legs and my hips are in pain, particularly. It’s not the kind of pain that’s exasperating. It’s discomforting, but awkwardly, I feel good about it, coz it reminds me of the splendid night Davide and I shared together. I move my arm to my side in an attempt to lay it on Davide’s chest, but instead of his skin, it lands on the comfy ruffled blanket, forcing my eyes to open. Beside me, there’s no Davide. I roll over to the other side, then see the curtain-covered window with streaks of bright lights emitting through the curtains. Morning! Another day! I stretch my arms as I pull my weight into a sitting position. And before climbing down the bed, I fix my disheveled robe on my body. Outside the bedroom, my attention is immediately grabbed by Davide and my parents, who are preparing breakfast in the dining area and the kitchen. “Good morning!” I say. All of them swing their attention to me and smile. Their moods are every
The Mafia's Lycan Slave CHAPTER 64: In the Courtroom (Part One)
Going back to my pack’s territory after being away for weeks is so nostalgic. Sure, I had undesirable experiences there. One of those was Alpha Allen’s rejection and another one was my packmates’ disapproval of me being their future Luna. However, I also had some fair share of happy moments there, such as the Blood Moon’s mating ceremony, where I found out that Alpha Allen was my mate and of course, all the moments I had with my parents both in ordinary and special days. In a nutshell, I’m a bit fifty-fifty of what I’ll feel once I’m there. My parents and I hop down the taxi, then saunter towards our pack’s village’s gates. The Gammas, who are guarding the gates, welcome us with relief and smiles on their faces. One even says, “Welcome back, Mackenzie. I’m really glad you’re unhurt.” Unhurt? I’m saved, but I was hurt several times, physically, psychologically and emotionally, that I almost lost my sanity and even my life. Even if I wanna tell him that, I decide not to. I wanna f
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