All Chapters of In the arms of the Mafia Billionaire : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

The air inside the safe house was thick with tension, a silence only broken by the soft, uneven breaths of Alex as he lay unconscious on the cot. Sasha sat on the floor beside him, her knees drawn to her chest, the events of the past few days playing in an endless loop in her mind.Marco had gone outside to scout the perimeter, leaving her alone with the quiet hum of her thoughts and the dim glow of the single overhead bulb. Her fingers traced the edge of the knife in her lap, her grip tightening as anger and frustration surged through her.Isabella had taken too much. First Dominic, now Alex hanging on by a thread. How much more could she bear before she shattered completely?A low groan pulled her from her spiraling thoughts. Sasha’s head snapped up, and her heart leapt as Alex’s eyes fluttered open.“Alex?” she said, leaning over him.His gaze was unfocused at first, but it sharpened as it landed on her face. “Hey,” he murmured, his voice hoarse.A rush of relief flooded through he

The morning sunlight filtered weakly through the cabin’s grimy window, but it did little to dispel the weight that hung heavily in the air. Sasha sat at the small wooden table, tracing the edge of a chipped mug with trembling fingers. Alex was leaning against the doorframe, his arms crossed, his jaw tight as he stared into the forest beyond. Neither of them had spoken since they’d woken up. The silence between them wasn’t just heavy; it was suffocating.“You’re shutting me out,” Sasha said finally, her voice trembling as she broke the stillness.Alex’s eyes flicked toward her, but he didn’t respond.“Don’t do this,” she continued, her tone sharper now. “Don’t act like we didn’t just risk everything for each other.”He sighed, running a hand through his disheveled hair. “It’s not about us, Sasha. It’s about what’s coming. Isabella’s men won’t stop, and the closer we get to her, the more dangerous it gets.”Sasha pushed her chair back abruptly, the legs scraping against the wooden floor

Sasha’s hands were still covered in Alex’s blood as she sat by his bedside in the makeshift medical room. His breathing was shallow, his chest rising and falling with a rhythm that felt agonizingly fragile. The thought of losing him after everything they had endured was unbearable, but she refused to let her fear take over.She glanced at the doctor—a man Alex’s team had pulled in at the last minute. He looked grim as he adjusted Alex’s IV and cleaned the wound. “He’s stable for now, but the bullet nicked an artery. If you hadn’t stopped the bleeding when you did, he wouldn’t have made it this far.”Sasha nodded, swallowing hard. “Will he wake up?”The doctor hesitated, which only made her chest tighten. “It’s too early to tell. He’s lost a lot of blood. The next 24 hours are critical.”Sasha turned back to Alex, gripping his hand tightly. “You have to fight,” she whispered, her voice breaking. “You promised me, Alex.”The room fell silent except for the faint beep of the heart monito

The forest was alive with the hum of night. The moon hung low, casting an eerie silver glow over the camp. Sasha sat on a log near the fire, her mind spinning from the weight of the evening’s events. Alex was nearby, talking to Ethan in low, urgent tones, his broad shoulders tense under his jacket.Sasha tried to focus on the crackle of the fire, but her thoughts churned. She’d barely had a moment to breathe since their encounter with Elena. The betrayal still stung, and though Alex had promised her they’d find another way, his words felt hollow. Every step they took seemed to lead them closer to destruction.“Hey,” Ethan said, sitting down beside her, breaking her thoughts.She looked at him, grateful for the distraction. “Hey.”“You’ve been quiet,” he observed, his expression softer than usual. “That’s not like you.”Sasha gave him a weak smile. “Just thinking.”“Dangerous habit,” Ethan teased, but his tone was gentle. “You okay?”She hesitated, then shook her head. “Not really. I k

Alex’s words hung in the air, heavy with dread. Sasha couldn’t tear her gaze from him, her mind racing. Ancient? Something that shouldn’t have woken up?Ethan paced the room, his wolf-like agitation evident in every movement. “You’re telling me there’s something worse than Kane’s pack? Worse than the crap we’ve already been dealing with?” He stopped mid-step, his amber eyes narrowing on Alex. “What aren’t you telling us?”Alex leaned heavily against the wall, his chest rising and falling as he caught his breath. “There are legends,” he said finally, his voice hoarse. “About an alpha so powerful he became more than a wolf. They called him Fenrir. Most think it’s just a myth, but I’m not so sure anymore.”“Fenrir?” Sasha repeated, the name foreign on her tongue but dripping with menace.“He’s supposed to be bound,” Alex explained, his gaze distant as if he was reliving the stories he’d heard. “Cursed to sleep for eternity because no pack could control him, not even his own. But if he’s