All Chapters of Blood Moon: Claimed by the Mafia Alpha: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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The Wolves Who Watch

The hallway felt longer this time. Amara walked beside Lucian, trying not to show how strange everything felt. Every step made her hyper-aware of the people around them. Or rather… The wolves. She could feel their eyes on her. Everywhere. Watching. Judging. Some curious. Some hostile. It made the back of her neck itch. “How many of them are there?” she muttered. Lucian didn’t look at her. “Enough.” “That’s not an answer.” “It’s the only one you’re getting.” She rolled her eyes. “Do you ever give normal responses?” “No.” “Figures.” They entered a wider corridor. The moment they did, several wolves straightened. Respect. Fear. Submission. It all aimed at one person. Lucian. Amara noticed it immediately. The way their heads lowered slightly. The way no one dared step into his path. Even the air seemed to move around him differently. She frowned. “You’re really their boss.” Lucian glanced at her briefly. “I’m their Alpha.” “That sounds worse.” As they w

Alpha’s Command

The room slowly emptied after the meeting. Most of the wolves left quietly, casting curious glances toward Amara as they walked past. Some looked impressed. Others looked annoyed. A few looked like they wished she didn’t exist at all. Amara noticed every single one. Her new senses didn’t allow her to ignore anything anymore. “Your people don’t like me,” she muttered. Lucian leaned against the large table, arms crossed. “They don’t trust you.” “Same difference.” “No,” he said calmly. “Trust matters more.” She scoffed. “Well, I don’t trust them either.” Lucian studied her for a moment. “That will change.” Amara folded her arms. “Don’t count on it.” The room finally cleared until only a few people remained. Dante. Kael. And Lucian. Kael stepped forward first. “She shouldn’t be walking around freely,” he said again. Amara groaned loudly. “Oh my God, do you have anything else to say?” Kael ignored her completely. “She hasn’t even learned control.” Lucian’s voice r

Fight Me

The sun had barely risen. And Amara already hated everything. She stood in the middle of the massive training field, arms folded tightly across her chest while the cold morning air brushed against her skin. “This is torture,” she muttered. Around her, several wolves were already training—running drills, sparring, shifting between human and wolf forms. The sounds were overwhelming. Growls. Heavy breathing. Bones cracking during shifts. Her heightened senses caught everything. Too much. “Relax.” The voice came from behind her. Lucian. Of course. Amara didn’t even turn around. “You woke me up before sunrise.” “Yes.” “That’s illegal.” “No.” She finally turned, glaring at him. “You’re enjoying this.” Lucian’s expression remained calm. “I am.” She scoffed. “Sadistic.” Several wolves stopped what they were doing to watch them. Word had already spread. The human who bit the Alpha. The human who dominated a test wolf. The human who ran. Now everyone wanted to see

The Enemy Who Watches

Far from Lucian’s territory… In a city where the night never truly slept… Another Alpha was smiling. Victor Hale leaned back in his chair, slowly swirling the dark whiskey in his glass. The large office around him was silent except for the quiet hum of the city outside. Skyscrapers. Neon lights. Power. Everything in this place belonged to him. And yet… Something interesting had finally appeared. A man stepped into the room. “Nathan,” Victor said lazily without looking up. “Yes, Alpha.” “Tell me again.” Nathan hesitated. Then repeated carefully. “Lucian Nightshade turned a human.” Victor’s hand stopped moving. Slowly… Very slowly… He looked up. “Say that again.” Nathan swallowed. “He turned a human female.” Silence filled the room. Then Victor laughed. Not loudly. Not happily. But with genuine amusement. “That’s impossible.” “Yes, Alpha.” “And yet you’re telling me it happened.” Nathan nodded. “There are witnesses.” Victor stood. Slowly. Thoughtfully

The Name That Starts Wars

The room went quiet. Amara looked between them, confused. “…Okay,” she said slowly. “You all look like someone just said the world is ending.” Dante leaned back in his chair. “Not the world.” He pointed casually toward Lucian. “His peace.” Amara frowned. “That doesn’t explain anything.” Lucian’s expression had hardened. Cold. Focused. Dangerous. “Leave us,” he told the scout. The wolf bowed his head quickly and left. Amara crossed her arms. “So… are we going to talk about this mysterious Victor person or are we just going to stand here looking dramatic?” Dante chuckled. “You really don’t know anything about our world, do you?” “No,” she replied flatly. “And I’d like to keep it that way if possible.” Lucian ignored the comment. “Victor Hale is another Alpha.” Amara blinked. “Okay.” “Not just any Alpha,” Dante added. “He controls half the eastern territories.” Amara sighed. “Of course he does.” Lucian’s eyes remained sharp. “He’s also my biggest enemy.” Am

Something Inside Her

The air felt… different. Amara noticed it the moment she stepped onto the training field again. It wasn’t just the cold morning breeze or the faint scent of damp earth beneath her feet. It was something deeper. Something she couldn’t explain. Something inside her. She exhaled slowly, rolling her shoulders as she tried to shake off the strange feeling crawling under her skin. “Why does it feel like something is about to go wrong?” she muttered. “Because something always does.” Lucian’s voice came from behind her. Low. Calm. Too calm. Amara didn’t turn immediately. Instead, she closed her eyes for a second. Just a second. Trying to steady herself. But the moment she did— Her senses exploded. Sounds sharpened. Voices from across the field became clear. Footsteps. Heartbeats. Even the faint rustle of wind brushing against the trees. Her eyes snapped open. “What the—” She pressed her fingers lightly to her temple. “Okay… that’s new.” Lucian stepped beside her no

Too Close to Him

The room was too quiet. Amara stood near the large window, arms wrapped around herself as she stared out into the fading evening light. The compound stretched far beyond what she could see, but right now… It felt smaller. Like the walls were closing in on her. Her hands trembled slightly. She looked down at them again. “They were glowing…” she whispered. The memory replayed in her mind over and over. The blood. The panic. And then— That light. A sharp knock broke her thoughts. Before she could respond— The door opened. Lucian. Of course. Her body reacted instantly. Her heartbeat quickened. Her wolf stirred. That same strange awareness filled her chest. She frowned. “I didn’t invite you in.” Lucian closed the door behind him. “You don’t have to.” She rolled her eyes. “Right. Alpha privilege.” He didn’t respond. Instead, he walked further into the room. Slow. Controlled. Watching her. Always watching her. Amara shifted slightly. Suddenly aware of how cl

The Sister Who Smiles

Rhea didn’t believe in coincidences. Not in their world. Not in Lucian’s. And definitely not when it came to power. She stood quietly in the shadows of the upper corridor, her gaze fixed on the training field below. The night was calm. Too calm. The kind of calm that usually came before something broke. Her arms were folded neatly across her chest, her expression composed—but her eyes? Sharp. Calculating. Watching. “I heard something interesting today.” The voice came from behind her. Kael. Rhea didn’t turn. “Of course you did,” she said smoothly. “You always do.” Kael stepped beside her now, his gaze also drifting down to the empty field. “They’re saying she healed someone.” Rhea’s lips curved slightly. “Yes.” Kael frowned. “You believe that? Now she turned. Slowly. Her eyes locking onto his. “I don’t deal in belief,” she said calmly. “I deal in facts.” Kael crossed his arms. “And the fact is?” Rhea’s smile deepened. “She’s not normal.” Kael scoffed li

The Hunter Awakens

The night was quiet. Too quiet. High above the city, in a glass-walled penthouse that overlooked endless lights and restless streets, Victor Hale stood motionless. Listening. Waiting. His eyes were closed. His breathing steady. Controlled. But beneath that calm surface— Something stirred. A pulse. Faint. Distant. But unmistakable. His eyes snapped open. Gold flickering dangerously in the dark. “There you are…” The energy had been weak at first. Barely noticeable. Like a whisper lost in the wind. But now? It was stronger. Clearer. Calling to something deep inside him. Victor exhaled slowly, placing a hand against the cold glass window. His reflection stared back at him. Sharp. Unforgiving. Predatory. “That’s not normal,” he murmured. Behind him, the door opened quietly. Nathan stepped in. “You called for me, Alpha?” Victor didn’t turn. “Tell me everything you know about her.” Nathan stepped forward. Careful. Respectful. “We’re still gathering infor

The Thing That Watches

Amara didn’t go back to sleep. She tried. She really did. But every time she closed her eyes, that feeling came back. That strange, suffocating awareness. Like something unseen had brushed against her mind and refused to let go. ⸻ She sat up again, dragging her fingers through her hair in frustration. “This is ridiculous,” she muttered under her breath. The room was quiet. Too quiet. Even the soft hum of the night felt distant compared to the loud, uneven rhythm of her heartbeat. ⸻ She swung her legs off the bed and stood, pacing slowly across the room. Each step felt heavier than the last. Not physically— But mentally. ⸻ “What is wrong with me?” she whispered. Her hands trembled slightly again. That same faint memory lingered. The glow. The warmth. The connection. ⸻ But this? This felt different. Darker. Colder. ⸻ She stopped in front of the mirror. Her reflection stared back at her. Normal. Too normal. ⸻ Her brows furrowed. “You don’t look like so

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