All Chapters of In the arms of the Mafia Billionaire : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The air was thick with the acrid stench of blood and fur, yet an unnatural silence followed the chaos. Sasha leaned against the wall, her breaths shallow and uneven as she stared at Alex, whose glowing eyes hadn’t yet dimmed. “Alex…” Her voice was trembling, barely audible. His head snapped toward her, his gaze predatory for the briefest moment before his expression softened. “Are you hurt?” Before she could answer, Ethan groaned from where he was sprawled on the floor. The wolf’s blow had left a gash on his temple, and blood trickled down his face. “I’m fine,” Ethan grumbled, dragging himself upright and retrieving the sword. “But what the hell is going on, Alex? They’re not just after her. This is bigger.” Alex didn’t respond immediately. Instead, he crouched beside the lifeless wolf in the study, his fingers tracing the distinct markings carved into its fur. His jaw tightened as recognition dawned on him. “They’re not hunters,” he said grimly, his voice barely above a whisper

The storm outside mirrored the chaos in Sasha’s heart. Rain lashed against the windows of the estate as thunder roared across the sky, each strike rattling the glass. She sat on the edge of her bed, staring at her trembling hands. The fire Marcus had spoken of—it wasn’t just a metaphor. She could feel it coursing through her veins, a dangerous, volatile energy that threatened to consume her.Sasha wasn’t sure how long she’d been sitting there when the door opened, and Ethan walked in. His expression was softer than usual, the usual sharpness of his features dulled by something Sasha couldn’t place—was it regret? Guilt?“You shouldn’t be alone,” he said, his voice barely audible over the storm.“I’m always alone,” Sasha muttered, not looking up.Ethan crossed the room and knelt in front of her, his presence grounding her despite the turmoil within. “That’s not true,” he said. “You’ve got me. You’ve got Alex.”At the mention of Alex, Sasha’s throat tightened. The memory of his hesitatio

The group moved swiftly through the labyrinth of tunnels, the silence between them broken only by the distant rumble of collapsing rock. Sasha’s legs felt heavy, her body trembling with exhaustion and fear. The glowing inscription and the ethereal figure were etched in her mind, but her questions remained unanswered. She glanced at Ethan, whose jaw was tight with barely contained rage, his hand gripping hers as though letting go would mean losing her entirely.Behind them, Marcus walked with calculated precision, his blade still gleaming faintly, while Alex’s gaze flickered from shadow to shadow, his wolf instincts on high alert. Though they had escaped the immediate threat, the air was charged with tension—there was no denying that Lilith would return, stronger and angrier than before.They emerged into a clearing just as the first rays of sunlight pierced the horizon. The forest felt alive, the wind carrying whispers of something ancient and foreboding. Sasha stumbled slightly, her

The forest was eerily silent as Sasha followed the group, her mind spinning with doubt and determination. Every step she took felt heavier than the last, her mother’s face burned into her memory. Was it a vision, a trick, or a desperate plea for help? Whatever it was, Sasha couldn’t ignore it.Ethan walked closely behind her, his tension palpable. She could feel his eyes on her, protective yet conflicted. He hadn’t said a word since pulling her away from the fire, but his presence loomed like an anchor, keeping her from spiraling into despair.As the group stopped near a rocky outcrop, Marcus turned to face them. “We need to regroup and make a decision now. We can’t afford to keep wandering aimlessly.”Alex crossed his arms, leaning against a tree. “And what decision would that be? To perform your blood sacrifice ritual and hope it doesn’t kill someone? Or to sit here and wait for Ronan to find us?” His voice dripped with sarcasm, but the tension in his posture revealed his unease.“W

Sasha woke to the scent of damp earth and the faint crackle of a fire. Her body ached like she’d been dragged through the underworld and back. She blinked against the dim light, her vision clearing as she took in the cave walls around her. It wasn’t the cavern from before—this was smaller, cozier. A pile of blankets cushioned her beneath her body.“Sasha?” Ethan’s voice came softly from nearby.She turned her head to see him sitting at the fire, shirtless, with bruises and cuts painting his skin. His eyes were locked on her, a mixture of relief and concern softening his usually intense gaze.“How long was I out?” she croaked, her voice raw.“Two days.” Ethan shifted, moving to sit beside her. He reached out, brushing his fingers gently against her cheek. “You scared the hell out of me.”Two days. The weight of it hit her, along with the memories of what had happened. The cavern. The wolves. Ronan. She sat up abruptly, ignoring the screaming protest of her muscles. “Ronan—”“He’s gone,