All Chapters of Fated To The Mafia Alpha: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Bella's POV "Street food?" He asked, his eyes holding so much surprise. What's the big deal about it? It seems even pretty easy and faster to me. "Yes." I replied, folding my arms with a pout. "Bella, you could just eat food prepared by the cook, not much difference." "No, I don't want them." I snapped, a frown already forming on my face. "Okay, okay, fine." He groaned out, palming his face. "Thanks." I squealed and hugged him almost immediately. I crossed my arms behind my back as we walked through the streets of the pack together, about half an hour later. "Thank you," I say to him, remembering the sweet taste of the food on my tongue. I do eat them a lot back at my pack, each time I sneak out of the house with Jane, she spends most of her money on them, and I grew to love them so much. That's one thing I miss about her, though she changed after finding her mate. But I'm over it already, I found mine also, we're pretty far away from each other now. She probably has a new frie

After a while I laid on the bed, putting the duvet over me to get a little rest, it wasn’t long until I slept off. It wasn’t until the next day that I woke up, quite surprising though but I shrugged it off, realizing it must be because of the pregnancy. I gently moved my arms, trying to see if I could feel any pain in my shoulders but there was none, curiously I moved to the mirror, slowly peeling off the bandage to see clear skin, not even a single scratch mark left. I see my healing abilities were improved already, might probably be another advantage of finally sealing the mating bond with Damien, no curse anymore, and higher healing abilities. A frown morphed on my face immediately after I remembered the incident with him yesterday. Seems he’s best at finding even the littlest ways to hurt me. I turned around and walked to the door immediately, trying to pull the knob open but much to my disappointment, it was still locked. I can’t believe he really locked me up here for so long. W

"No, she doesn't." My brows immediately knitted in confusion when she suddenly replied as if listening to my thoughts. Maybe she was actually listening to them. "Erm, but, I thought, since she's just like me?" There was absolutely no point asking how she knew. I just wanted answers. If she was a stealer, then she could have such powers. "No, she doesn't. Unlike you,she is gifted with such powers. She is just like every normal stealer out there.""Excuse me, what is going on?" Damien asked, staring at the both of us in confusion, totally oblivious to what we were talking about."You are specially gifted Bella, and there's a large difference between a normal stealer and a Stealer Luna." Mrs Kennedy continued, ignoring Damien's question."We were talking about Linda." I said, trying to help him out of his state of confusion."What about her?" Damien asked, still having no clue about it."Well, Linda's a stealer wolf, somewhat just like me. But now with the special abilities though." I k

I’m awakened by a loud thud coming from above the room I was in. My surroundings are quite unfamiliar, the high stench of blood sending an irritated feeling done my stomach. I tried to move but my body felt really numb and my arms wouldn’t move at all. It took a few seconds before it registered in my mind that I was chained to the wall, in both arms and legs. I close my eyes, trying to pull myself out of my unconscious state completely. The sounds of chains hitting against each other echoed around the as I yanked my arms, trying to set myself free. Knowing it would end up futile, I stared across the room, trying to figure out where I was. It was a dirty dungeon with a bright light shining above me. On the walls are stains of dried blood, like this place was used for some kind of execution or torture.My fists clenched tightly when I remembered what happened back at the basement, Linda? If I was suspecting anyone to be a traitor then it definitely wasn’t Linda. We went through all of th

I stopped to catch my breath along with the children when we arrived at the city, quite safe now. I ignored the stares of the people, holding the girls tight, and walking deeper into the city to make it harder for them to find us even if they tried looking for us here. "Shit." I cussed when I looked down at my feet, the reason why people wouldn't stop staring at me like some mentally retarded person. I was barefooted and my feet were really dirty. I must've been focused on escaping and filled with adrenaline that I hadn't realized I had no footwear on. Thankfully, the girls weren't barefooted like me, they still had their shoes from school on.The big problem here was how to survive, how to get out of this country. If we stayed too long here I was sure they would find us again, and I heard no money even if I wanted us to run. I guess I'm left with no choice but to beg for alms. The twenty-seventh woman did not even pay me attention but walked away, without even sparing me a glance.