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Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha The Fire Above, The Truth Below
The chamber fell into a suffocating silence. Lucian remained leaning against the crystal table, his breathing uneven as the Guardian Bond pulsed violently through his veins. The pain wasn’t physical. It was instinct. A primal connection to the Alpha bloodline that had ruled the Valerius family for generations. Something terrible was happening above the mountain. He could feel it. The map before them flickered again. The crimson lights spread farther across the continent, swallowing more silver territories until nearly half the ancient map glowed blood-red. Amara stepped beside him. Without saying a word, she slipped her hand into his. The instant their fingers intertwined, the pain eased. Not completely. Just enough for him to breathe. He looked at her in surprise. “You did that.” She frowned. “I didn’t do anything.” “The bond did,” Seraphine answered. “The Queen’s power has always been different from the King’s.” Amara turned. “What do you mean?” “The King carrie
Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha The Heart of the First Dawn
The laughter beneath the palace ceased. In its place came a silence so profound that it seemed to swallow every sound within the Moon Garden. Not even the silver birds dared to sing. The crystal trees stood motionless, their glowing leaves suspended as though time itself had stopped. Lucian never lowered his sword. His silver eyes remained fixed on the dark reflection in the lake. The crimson eyes staring back at him were gone, but their presence still lingered like an invisible stain upon the water. Around him, the Royal Guard tightened their formation. Crystal spears gleamed beneath the silver light while wolves padded silently between the ranks, their noses lifted as they searched for a scent that should not have existed. Seraphine took one measured step forward. “Everyone away from the lake.” Her voice carried neither fear nor panic. Only absolute authority. The guards obeyed immediately. Amara moved beside Lucian, refusing to let more than a few inches separate them
Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha The Prison Beneath the Palace
The laughter echoed again. Low. Ancient. Neither human nor beast. It rolled through the crystal corridors like a whisper carried by the wind, yet every soul present heard it clearly. Amara felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand. The sound wasn’t loud. It didn’t need to be. It carried the unmistakable confidence of something that had never feared death. Or defeat. The Royal Guard immediately shifted into formation. Crystal spears struck the polished floor in perfect unison, the sharp clang reverberating through the vast hall. Seraphine’s expression hardened. “The palace is under lockdown.” Her command rang through the corridor. “Seal every eastern passage.” “Protect the Inner Sanctuary.” “No one enters the throne room without my permission.” The guards moved instantly. There was no hesitation. No confusion. Even after thirty-two years trapped beneath the mountain, their discipline remained flawless. Lucian watched them disappear through different corridors b
Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha The Captain Of The Royal Guard
No one moved. The crystal hallway, moments ago silent except for the echo of footsteps, was now filled with the quiet reverence of more than a hundred kneeling warriors. The silver light reflecting from their armor painted the corridor in an ethereal glow. Amara’s breath caught in her throat. They were beautiful. Not because of their armor or weapons. But because of the unwavering loyalty written across their faces. Even after a thousand years… They were still waiting. Still guarding. Still believing their King and Queen would one day return. Lucian remained motionless. He wasn’t sure what unsettled him more—the army kneeling before him or the strange ache building in his chest. It felt familiar. Painfully familiar. His eyes drifted across the rows of armored soldiers. Some looked barely older than twenty. Others had weathered faces that spoke of decades spent on battlefields. Yet all of them shared the same calm expression. The same unwavering devotion. The woman
Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha The Kingdom Beneath the Mountain
The stone doors closed with a thunderous boom. The sound echoed through the mountain for what felt like an eternity before silence reclaimed the ancient passage. Amara instinctively turned around. There was nothing behind them now. The entrance had vanished. Where the massive doors had once stood was now an unbroken wall of silver crystal, polished so perfectly that it reflected the entire group like a mirror. “…Well,” Kael muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. “I guess turning back isn’t an option anymore.” Dante shot him a sideways glance. “Were you planning to?” “I was considering it.” “Liar.” “I was considering considering it.” Despite the tension, a few guardians chuckled. The laughter was brief. It disappeared the moment the hallway lit itself. One by one, ancient lanterns suspended high above them awakened without flame. Instead of fire, each lantern contained a floating sphere of silver light that pulsed gently like a heartbeat. The enormous corridor stretch
Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha The Ancient Throne
The mountain exhaled. It was the only way Amara could describe it. The ground beneath her feet trembled, not with the violent fury of an earthquake, but with the slow, deliberate rhythm of something awakening after an impossibly long sleep. Tiny cracks spread across the ancient stone, glowing with threads of silver light that pulsed like veins beneath the earth. No one dared to speak. The laughter that had briefly lifted the heaviness of the battlefield vanished as every eye turned toward the opening staircase carved into the heart of the mountain. A cool breeze drifted upward from the darkness below. It carried no scent of decay or damp earth. Instead, it smelled faintly of moonflowers and rain, clean and impossibly fresh, as though untouched by time. Amara tightened Lucian’s cloak around her shoulders. She wasn’t cold anymore. Yet she couldn’t shake the strange feeling settling deep inside her chest. It was anticipation. And fear. Standing beside her, Lucian remained unna
Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha Before the Blood
Amara Vale had always known one thing— Life was not kind to people like her. Not girls who grew up counting coins before buying bread. Not girls who learned too early that survival meant sacrifice. Not girls who had no one… except one person. Her sister. Lina. That was the only reason Amara
Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha The Woman Below
“No?” Amara repeated the word slowly, still breathing unevenly from the vision. ⸻ Rhea looked like she regretted saying it out loud. ⸻ Which immediately made everyone more suspicious. ⸻ Lucian’s gaze sharpened dangerously. ⸻ “What do you know?” ⸻ Rhea stayed silent. Too silent. ⸻ Kael
Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha What You Really Are
The room emptied slowly after that. Too slowly for Amara’s patience. No one explained anything properly. Again. Blackthorne bloodline. Silver eyes. Legends. Experiments. Every conversation felt like half a truth wrapped inside another secret. And she was getting tired of it. By the time t
Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha The Night She Should Have Died
The night air was wrong. Amara felt it the moment she stepped out of the bus. It wasn’t just the silence—Ibadan was never truly quiet, not even this late. There was always something. A distant generator. A barking dog. Music leaking from a nearby compound. But tonight? Nothing. Just the wind…
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