All Chapters of My Mafia Mystery: The Barefoot Princess: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Kat POV“Kat, wake up!”The frantic voice which sounded vaguely like Elle broke through the sleepy haze and entered the pleasant dream I was having where I was walking through a meadow with Enzo and Aurora.“Kat, you need to get up. The bloody Council are up to their tricks again,” Elle said again, shaking me slightly. I sat up groggily, looking around the dark room in confusion. “What time is it?”Elle pulled the duvet cover off me and started rummaging in Enzo’s closet for my clothing, cursing under her breath. “It’s late… or early… twelve-thirty. For crying in a bucket, where are your clothes? We need to get going!”I dragged myself out of bed, turning on the bedside lamp and illuminating the room. “I don’t understand,” I said, my voice hoarse with sleep. “Where are we going?” Elle let out a deep sigh and dragged her hand over her face… her rather pale face. Something was wrong, that was obvious. “The Council have called for Enzo’s trial to be held right now. They kept it secre

Kat POVThe flash of pale fur crashed into the executioner who stumbled backward, dropping the heavy broadsword as he struggled to keep his balance. And then, absolute chaos ensued. Some of the young members of the Council leapt to their feet and I heard a chorus of swearing and curses from their lips as they realised what was happening. “Get the sword, you fucking idiot!” I heard one of them shout at the rather stunned executioner who fumbled for a moment before he found and picked up the broadsword, gripping it as if his life depended on it. Aurora stood between Enzo and the executioner, her teeth bared as she growled menacingly at the man. There was no doubt in anyone’s minds that the wolf would fight to the death to save her mate - just like I should have instead of going along meekly. Guilt pulsed through my veins and before I knew what I was doing, I was on the platform beside her, a wordless threat. If he wanted to get to Enzo, he would have to kill the heir to the monarchy

Kat POVIt was as though the darkness had awakened something in me, images flashing through my mind - horrible images which made me yearn for the darkness once again. Only, the darkness didn’t return and I was forced to painfully watch the images with no escape until it suddenly clicked in my mind that they weren’t just images, they were memories. Two men dragged my body as I pretended to be unconscious - at least if they thought I was unconscious they wouldn’t hurt me again. I was grateful for Aurora who took most of the pain into herself, but I could tell that the wolf was weakening and I didn’t know how much more she could take. “I thought she was meant to be stronger than the rest,” the one man snorted, his British accent standing out in my mind. “Castle said she was special, but I guess he didn’t mean stronger. He’s going to be disappointed though. He was hoping to have some fun with her when he gets here, but at this rate there won’t be much left,” the second man laughed, a f

Cassie POV“We’re not going to be long, I just have to get the party things and then will be right back,” I told Enota, the teenager who babysat Theo whenever I was desperate. “Are you sure you’ll manage with the two of them?” I looked from my tiny terror, who sat in the living room gnawing on the coffee table while Gianna, Elle’s sassy four year old, sat on the other side with her crayons and a colouring book. Enota laughed and patted my arm in a way which bordered on condescending. “You do know I’ve done this before, right?” Of course she had. She had been a life saver the night of Enzo’s trial. “Call me if there are any problems and we’ll come right back,” I said again, bending down to kiss the top of Theo’s head. Gia waved to me as she coloured in sweetly, an absolute angel - or so she seemed. I secretly would bet all I owned that she would manipulate Enota into doing something her mother refused to let her do. “All set?” Elle asked as she walked toward Gia for a goodbye hu

Enzo POVI sat on the sofa and stared at the glass of whiskey in my hand, watching the way the fading sun turned the amber liquid into fire. Soon, it would be time to go to sleep - and then the nightmares would start. It was always the same; me tied up and struggling to break free, blood dripping from my chafed wrists as men with hoods covering their faces took turns abusing Kat. When they had first started I hadn’t even known her, she was merely Princess Katerina, the woman I knew was my mate just by the connection I had felt through a computer screen. But now, she was my Kat, and the emotions which surged through me each time her screams rang out were what kept me awake. “There you are,” Kat grinned as she made herself comfortable on my lap. “I thought you might have slipped out for a run by yourself. I know I hold you back.” I chuckled and tucked a strand of her golden hair behind her ear. “Yes, you do,” I admitted with a wink, “but I still prefer running with you than running al