All Chapters of Shattered Heart: My Owner is the Mafia Alpha: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Today was much like a rollercoaster for Rebecca. One moment, she was ready to succumb to a life of slavery. The next she was given a chance to at least still retain a taste of freedom, feeling pure joy for the first time in a long while, which then ended abruptly by a face from her past. As if that was not enough, the person responsible for her current misery was now helping her against her former bully?“Who the hell do you think you are?!” Julio demanded.“Oh, come on. Surely you have at least some common sense to know when to use your inside voice,” Christian sighed. “This is a cafe. You want to act like some baby, do it elsewhere. Unless if you want us to call the police, that is.”Julio instantly grew annoyed by the threat than he should be frightened. “What was that, you punk?” He was about to raise a fist to punch Christian, only for the half werewolf to tighten his grip on his wrist, forcing the human down to a knee in pain. “Ow, ow, ow!”“The only punk I see here is you,” Chr

Rebecca felt as though she shouldn't hear any more of this story. Especially upon seeing how upset Christian seemed the more he talked about the past. About the pain his mother had gone through. She had to admit, compared to her own sufferings, it truly did sound like the woman had gone through true hell compared to her. Sure, she was made into a slave now, but she did not go through what Christian's mom did. Nearly did, perhaps, but he had changed his mind in the end, though she had suffered some injuries still of that event."What happened?" she breathed out.To her slight shock, he explained more of the story. "We were happily living in a new home. At least, I thought she was. Turns out, the real world is crueler than I had realized at the time. Not one of Forrest's servants thought her as anything other than some low-life slave who shouldn't be allowed to step foot in that household."Rebecca was shocked at this revelation. "They... What?""That was just the beginning. They though

‘He has what?’ Fenris questioned, in the middle of a link with Retchet.‘Believe me, I was surprised, as well. The change was far too sudden and too soon after what happened last. I was not even away for that long for their change to occur. Even if a human’s concept of time is different from us werewolves, I am certain a few hours together shouldn’t be enough to have them make up so easily.’Fenris remained silent as he continued to listen to Retchet. To take in more of what happened to his son. He still couldn’t believe the news he heard. News that were more than good for him, and even more so for his mate once she wakes.Currently, the Alpha was in his room, doing Alpha business, as per usual, when his Beta contacted him. The older werewolf was quite tempted to silence him instantly, knowing it had something to do with his son, assumed it to be more of the Beta’s request to allow Christian to see his mother, when Retchet instead gave him news of a change in his son for the better. A

Rebecca grew confused by Retchet’s words. It was one thing to just tell her that no one else knows about Christian’s past, but why would he be so secretive about it?‘Could it be… do the people know about Christian’s mother, but not his relationship with her?’ she wondered.That was the only assumption Rebecca could think of. Given what Christian told her about the sort of life his mother suffered, it was highly possible that the reason why Retchet was keeping this conversation under wraps was because there are many here who don’t see her in good light.“So tell me first. Exactly how much did Christian tell you about his past?” Retchet asked. “You mentioned the reason why this mafia was formed. Did he tell you that reason, or are you guessing what that reason may be?”“He told me. All I am wondering about is if he told you guys about what he wanted to form this group for,” Rebecca answered, quickly following up with her own reason for asking her question. “I don’t know how it works in

"What will you do?”Petra flinched upon hearing that voice, as did Rebecca. Not so much as ‘flinched’, as she was just surprised to hear it.“M-Milord…” Petra stuttered, looking at the figure behind Rebecca.“I believe I already made it clear how this one is to be treated, Petra. How quickly you are to disobey me. And here I had thought you were one of the bright ones amongst the many here. How wrong I was,” Christian said.Seeing Christian as he was now, Rebecca also could not help but shudder, having been reminded of the first time she encountered him as the mafia leader. That frightening, cold attitude he had as he spoke, the heartless glare he had in his eyes, as he stared in disinterest. While this was not as bad as the times he had looked at her with so much rage and disgust under the false assumption that she had been mocking his mother, this silent raging aura radiating from him was not any better.“Do forgive me, milord, but I do believe you are mistaken somewhere,” Petra tol