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The Mafia’s Reject chapter 22
I had been avoiding Alaric all day. After what happened in the jacuzzi, I didn’t know how to look at him. My body had betrayed me, responding to him in a way I couldn’t even begin to understand. But that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part was that I *liked* it. I groaned in frustration as I paced my bedroom, trying to shake off the memories. The way his hands had felt on my skin. The heat of his breath against my neck. The way my body had melted into him like I had no control over myself. I shook my head. *No. Stop thinking about it.* It didn’t matter how good it felt. It didn’t change the fact that I was trapped here. That he was a werewolf. That he was still in love with Emma. My stomach twisted at the thought. Emma. I had no idea how she would react if she ever found out what happened. Not that it mattered—Alaric had made it clear that she was his priority. That she was the one he loved. I scoffed bitterly. *Then why did he touch me like that?* A knock on my door
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I wasn’t stupid. I knew Emma was playing a game. After last night’s disaster, where she framed me for attacking her, I could barely sleep. Alaric hadn’t punished me—he hadn’t locked me up or hurt me—but his silence was punishment enough. He didn’t look at me the same way, and the way he had led Emma away from my room had sent a clear message. She was winning. I had spent the whole night replaying it in my mind, trying to figure out what to do. How did I fight back against someone who had everything—history, status, his love? I had no answer. So, I did what I always did when I had no control. I observed. Today, I kept my distance and watched Emma carefully. She was good. Too good. She played the role of the victim effortlessly, flinching slightly when I entered a room, lowering her voice whenever Alaric was around, always making sure she was near him. Every time he looked at her, his face softened. I wanted to scream. But I refused to let her push me out. Instead, I w
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The tension in the mansion had become suffocating. Ever since Emma’s little stunt, twisting things to make me look like a threat, Alaric had been distant. He didn’t lock me up or punish me, but his trust in me was shaken. I could see it in his eyes, in the way he hesitated before speaking to me, in the way he kept his distance. Emma was winning. She was planting seeds of doubt in Alaric’s mind, and I knew if I didn’t do something soon, she would find a way to get rid of me entirely. So, I decided to fight back. Not with tricks. Not with lies. But with the truth. If Alaric wouldn’t believe me outright, then I needed to catch Emma in her own web of deceit. I had been watching her closely, waiting for an opportunity, and today it finally came. I was walking through the mansion when I heard hushed voices near the grand staircase. I recognized Emma’s voice instantly, along with another—Beta Lucas. “I just need a little more time,” Emma whispered urgently. “He’s doubting her
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The tension in the mansion was palpable. Even with Emma gone, I felt like I was walking on eggshells. It wasn’t just the eerie silence that settled over the halls—it was Alaric. He was watching me more closely now, his gaze intense, unreadable. And worst of all, I could feel it. The bond. The invisible thread that tethered us together, growing stronger every day. I hated it. I hated the way my body reacted when he was near, the way I craved his presence even when I despised everything he stood for. I had witnessed firsthand what he was capable of, the raw power he possessed. And now, with Emma gone, I had lost the only buffer between us. There was nothing stopping him from claiming me. That morning, Aliah entered my room, carrying a neatly folded dress. “The Alpha has requested your presence,” she said, avoiding my gaze. I frowned, sitting up in bed. “Requested?” I repeated. “Or ordered?” Aliah hesitated before setting the dress on the bed. “Tonight is important, Vanessa.
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I never should have agreed to this.This was a mistake ,a trap. I should have known this was no better than a death sentence. These people wanted me dead ,cancel that they were not human and who knew how many of them were just monsters .My heart was not at peace everywhere I looked I questioned myself were these doctors and nurses even human.I knew it the moment I felt the sting of the needle in my arm, the slow pull of my blood being drained from my body. Emma was in critical condition—at least, that’s what they said. Alaric had barely spoken to me when he rushed into the hospital, his face grim, his entire body radiating tension. I had watched him pace, his hands clenched into fists, his voice low but urgent as he spoke with the doctor. And then, I had heard it. “I don’t care what it takes,” Alaric had said, his voice raw with emotion. “I won’t lose her. She’s always been there for me, and I will always protect her.” The words hit me harder than I had expected. He loved her
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I woke in a daze, my mind fogged by a night of tortured dreams. In my sleep, I had seen Anna—my little sister—crying out for me, abandoned and alone. The guilt of not having been there for her had clung to me even in my unconscious state, and when I finally opened my eyes, the weight of that guilt nearly suffocated me. I lay still for a long moment, my heart heavy with regret and confusion, wondering how my life had come to this point. I was trapped in this mansion, bound to Alaric by a mate bond I had never chosen—a bond that seemed to have a power beyond my control. But as the first light of dawn crept through my window, I knew I couldn’t allow myself to remain paralyzed by despair. I had to do something—anything—to regain some semblance of control. My thoughts turned to the secret I’d overheard the night before, and a dangerous determination began to rise within me. I needed to know more about this cursed bond and, if possible, learn how to reject it. I had to find a way to break
Last Updated : 2025-02-04The Mafia’s Reject chapter 28
The night was unusually quiet in the mansion. Even the constant hum of activity had died down to an eerie stillness that made my heart pound with anticipation and dread. I knew what I had to do tonight—there was no more running, no more silent suffering. I had made up my mind: I would reject the mate bond. I would reject Alaric as my mate.For too long I had been trapped by fate, forced into this monstrous arrangement. I had seen his strength, his brutality—he ripped a man’s heart out with his bare hands—and yet, every time his eyes met mine, I felt that undeniable pull, the inescapable magnetism of our bond. But I refused to live as his slave, to be bound by something I never chose. I was human, and I deserved the right to choose my own destiny, even if it meant going against a being as terrifying and powerful as him.Earlier that day, Emma had been busy in the kitchen, her incessant chatter and meddling absent as she prepared some meal. I took solace in her absence. It meant she was
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I should have known. I should have known that trying to reject him would end in disaster. My body felt like it was burning, the mark on my neck throbbing as I lay in the unfamiliar hospital bed. My limbs were heavy, my breath shallow, and my vision swam in and out of focus. How did I get here? Memories of last night slammed into me. Walking into his study, determined to break free. Telling him I would stick to our deal, but I couldn’t be his mate. Trying to say the words I reject you—only for my world to be ripped apart. Alaric had moved so fast I hadn’t even seen him cross the distance. Pain. That was all I remembered. His teeth sinking into my neck, his growl rumbling through my entire body, the way my soul had shattered under his grip. "You will not reject me. Ever." Then—nothing. Now, here I was. Weak. Trapped. And still bound to him. I turned my head slightly, wincing as pain shot through my body. That was when I saw it. The blood bags. Two of them. Conne
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The room was still heavy with the remnants of our last conversation, the air thick with something unspoken. I sat at the edge of the massive bed, staring at the opulent surroundings that no longer felt as suffocating as they once had. Maybe I was getting used to the cage, or maybe I had just accepted there was no way out.Alaric was near the window, his silhouette outlined against the dim light spilling through the curtains. He was watching me, waiting for something.“I want to see my sister,” I finally said, my voice cutting through the silence.He didn’t react immediately, but I knew he heard me. His dark eyes flickered with something unreadable before he turned fully toward me. “And if I say no?”My fingers curled into the fabric of my dress. “Then I’ll keep asking. Over and over. I won’t stop.”A slow smirk tugged at the corner of his lips. “You really don’t know when to quit, do you?”“I can’t quit when it comes to her,” I said firmly. “Anna is all I have left.”He studied me for
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The invitation had arrived in the form of a sleek black envelope, sealed with a gold crest. I barely had time to process it before Alaric had informed me I would be accompanying him. No argument. No choice.Now, as I stood in front of the mirror, dressed in a gown that must have cost more than my old apartment, I felt a strange mix of nerves and defiance.The dress was deep crimson, hugging my curves in a way that made me self-conscious. The slit up one leg was daring, the neckline low but elegant. I had been given the best of everything—diamonds at my throat, heels that added inches to my height, and a stylist who had worked on my hair until it fell in soft waves down my back.I barely recognized myself.But none of it compared to the man standing beside me.Alaric was dressed in a black tailored suit, his presence overwhelming, his power palpable. His dark hair was styled perfectly, and his sharp features made him look like something out of a dangerous fantasy.He didn’t speak as he
The Mafia’s Reject chapter 39
The first thing I noticed was warmth. A heavy, enveloping heat pressing against me, surrounding me. My mind swam between the haze of sleep and wakefulness, and for a moment, I didn’t recognize where I was. The bed was too soft, the scent in the air too rich—cologne, leather, and something distinctly masculine. I stirred slightly, and that was when I realized why I felt trapped. An arm—strong, unyielding—was wrapped around my waist, keeping me anchored against a hard chest. I blinked, my body stiffening as awareness sank in. Alaric. My pulse spiked, my breathing shallow as last night’s events came rushing back. I had fallen asleep, exhausted from everything—physically, mentally, emotionally. And now… now I was in his bed. With him. Panic flared through me, my body tensing instinctively. I moved the slightest bit, but the moment I did, his grip tightened. A low, rumbling sound—something almost primal—vibrated from his chest, a warning. I froze. He wasn’t awake. At least, I
The Mafia’s Reject chapter 38
My lungs burned as I sprinted through the dark woods, twigs snapping under my feet as I pushed forward, refusing to stop. The scent of damp earth filled my nose, and the cool wind whipped through my hair, but none of it mattered. All that mattered was getting away. Alaric had given me a ten-minute head start—ten minutes to try and escape before the hunt began. I wasn’t stupid. I knew it was a game to him, something thrilling, something primal. And I knew he was coming. The thought sent a shiver down my spine. I pushed harder, forcing my body to keep moving despite the sharp ache in my legs. I had to try. Then I heard it. A low, guttural growl in the distance. My pulse spiked. I whirled around, scanning the dense forest, but saw nothing. He was near, and he was letting me know. The air felt charged, thick with anticipation. I took off again, adrenaline surging through my veins. But it didn’t matter. I didn’t stand a chance. One second, I was running. The next, I w
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"he thinks he can order me around," I scoffed in my room. He was a devil and I wasn't going to stand for this bullshit. I was angry with him and myself for still being here for not trying hard enough to escape. How could I have given up so easily . With the way my body kept betraying me in front of him I couldn't stay ...if I did I don't know were this would lead. I didn't want to know...no ways.I packed a small bag,that way it would be easy for me to get away. I slippee through the door ,luckily Alaric had stopped stationing guards outside my door- I guess he also figured I wouldn't rum. I rolled my eyes .I barely made it past the grand foyer when a firm hand clamped around my wrist.My breath hitched as I was yanked back, spun around until I was face-to-face with the last person I wanted to see right now.Alaric.His dark eyes burned into mine, sharp with amusement but lined with something much more dangerous. He didn’t look angry—no, that would’ve been easier to deal with. Inste
The Mafia’s Reject chapter 36
The room was still thick with tension when Alaric walked away, leaving me standing in the aftermath of what I had just witnessed. My heart was racing, my mind spinning with everything that had happened. I had seen Alaric’s ruthlessness before, but this… this was different. The cold precision in the way he commanded the room, the way he controlled fear itself—it was terrifying, but at the same time, I couldn’t look away. I took a shaky breath, forcing my legs to move. I needed to get out of here, to put distance between myself and what I had just seen. But before I could even make it to the door, dizziness hit me like a wave. My body, still weak from everything I had been through, protested against the stress and lack of rest. I reached out, gripping the edge of a table to steady myself. Black dots danced at the edges of my vision, and I barely registered the sound of footsteps before a strong hand wrapped around my arm. “You need to rest,” Alaric’s voice was sharp, but not unk
The Mafia’s Reject chapter 35
The man knelt in the center of the room, his face battered and streaked with blood. His shirt was torn, stained with sweat and fear. Behind him stood two of Alaric’s men, their grips firm, unyielding. And then there was Alaric. He stood before them, every inch the cold, untouchable king. His suit was immaculate, his presence suffocating. In his hands, he toyed with a sleek dagger, twirling it between his fingers like an afterthought. He didn’t speak immediately, letting the silence stretch unbearably thick. “so you think you can steal from me? ” Alaric’s voice was a death sentence, quiet but unwavering. The man trembled, his breathing ragged. “I-I swear, I didn’t take the money! I was framed, I-” The crack of Alaric’s palm against the man’s face echoed through the room. I flinched. The force of the slap sent the man’s head snapping to the side, blood trailing from his split lip. “I didn’t ask for excuses,” Alaric said, his tone calm, terrifying. “I asked if you knew why you
The Mafia’s Reject chapter 34
I remember falling asleep in the car after the auction.I was so drained and I wanted to go home but Alaric kept talking business non stop so I went to the car for a quick power nap.I woke up to the distant hum of voices. My body still felt sore, but I was better than before. The events from the auction replayed in my mind—the whispers, the judgment, the overwhelming presence of Alaric as he dominated the entire room. And then… the way he had pulled me to his side, the unspoken claim in his touch.I had thought I’d have some peace after that, but apparently, my life was destined to be one endless rollercoaster.Pushing myself up, I realized I was in Alaric’s bedroom again. The dim lighting cast long shadows across the sleek black furniture, and the scent of him—smoky, woodsy, and undeniably masculine—lingered in the air.I needed to get out of here.I stood, my legs shaky but functional, and made my way to the door. As soon as I stepped into the hallway, I heard him.His voice was calm
