Mated To The Mafia Werewolves

“How long do we have to keep fighting over this?”

“For as long as you stop staring at her. “Arabella is mine.”

“She is,” Blaze affirmed. He tilted his hands in the air.

“Good,” Sandro said. “I’m glad you are not putting up too much fight. Besides, I have good news to share with you.”

Good news, Blaze mused. He didn’t think anything from Sandro meant good news so far as he was concerned.

And he had never seen him react happily to any news before, whether good or not.

“What’s it about?” You seem happy. “I hope it is not about killing anyone.”

“It is.” Sandro’s grin widened and the smile on Blaze’s face faltered.

His mind wandered to Arabella dying eventually.

He shook his head brushing off the thoughts away.

Then he frowned as Sandro tossed a plastic bag towards him.

“What the fuck is this?!” Blaze shouted, dropping it to the floor.

“Didn’t know you were that soft.” Sandro chuckled. “This is plasma.”

“Whose plasma?” Blaze’s nostrils flared and his eyes narrowed. “Arabella. What did you do?!”

“Well, I didn’t kill her yet if that is what you are thinking about. I’m keeping her for something more appetizing.”

“Where is she and what’s this blood here for?”

Sandro placed the plasma close to his nose and let in a deep breath.

“Delicious and this confirms our theory.” His sea-green eyes glinted.

“Our dear Bella, My dearest pet is Delicate Rose.”

Blaze’s eyes widened. He shook his head, not believing what Sandro was saying.

“You better believe me because she is and I got a DNA to confirm it,” Sandro said.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“But how? I mean she’s John’s daughter.” Blaze said.

“I don’t care how that came about. I’m glad she won’t be utterly useless until her death.”

“What are you plotting?”

Sandro rolled his eyes. Blaze was clueless or he was acting as if he was. He didn’t know which. And he didn’t care. All he knew was he had gotten part of what was going to make his plan work. With or without his help. But he was sure he wouldn’t dare go against him.

“I’m creating a werewolf troop. You know what it is the blood of Delicate Rose can do.”

“Please no.” Blaze started with a shake of his head. “I’m not letting you do that. She didn’t deserve all this. For goodness sake, you are going too far!”

“You are the one taking it too far!” Sandro interjected. “This is our shot at getting what we want. Do you want to fucking remain defeated forever? Have you forgotten the reason we went into hiding?! We are fucking weak and cursed! I am cursed and who knows who’s coming for my head?! I’m not watching that and won’t let it happen.”

Blaze heaved a breath. “She’s innocent.”

Sandro snarled. “Her father caused me pain.”

“You killed him. Isn’t that enough? You shouldn’t let this extend to her.”

“Too late,” Sandro said. “Are you for me or against me?”

“You should know, I am not asking for your approval. You can be against it, I do not care. I am letting you know because you are my Beta and the right thing for you to do is support whatever I do.” He added.

Blaze furrowed his brows and he stared at Sandro. He was not bluffing and he didn’t look like he wouldn’t go through with what he said.

He sighed and let his eyes snap shut before opening them. “This is dangerous and I still say she is innocent. And the madness about Delicate Rose, I believe it’s high time it stopped.”

“You were happy to be of help to catch her. You didn’t even care if she died or not. Why does this feel like you have something for that bitch? I don’t think you are telling me enough things.”

Blaze turned his back to Sandro and sat on the couch. He was confused. His loyalty to Sandro as his Beta and saving the girl he fancies.

He didn’t think anyone should suffer the same way as Arabella. She deserved better. Not even he was good enough for her.

But how was he supposed to protect her if he kept his distance? He had done so before but it only made her fall into more trouble.

Blaze believed her problems kind of reduced since he got into her life.

And he was thankful for that. Although Sandro’s presence still made it awful.

“I see.” Said Sandro. “She’s bewitched you as well. However, you should know I am not afraid to lay you off. Thalia is ready and willing to be part of me and I’d happily make her a Beta over you.”

Blaze shot out of his seat. He started towards Sandro and halted a few feet from him. Why Thalia? Was the demand at the tip of his tongue but he stopped himself as he glimpsed the smile on Sandro’s face.

He was doing it on purpose, he believed.

Sandro assumed he liked Thalia but Blaze doubted that was what he was doing. Perhaps, he was just looking for an easy replacement and Thalia was the perfect person. She wouldn’t think twice if she was told the plan.

Because she wanted Arabella dead already.

Blaze sighed. “I’ll support you.”

Sandro chuckled. “I thought you were ready to be replaced by a girl. I’m glad you think this through.”

Contrary to what Sandro thought, Blaze didn’t support it not because Thalia was about to take his position.

He was only agreeing to the ridiculous plan because he didn’t want Thalia to engage in anything dangerous.

He was ready to lay down his life for her and thus he often did dangerous work to make her feel at ease with any pay he get.

Besides, it wasn’t as though her life wasn’t in danger by moving with Sandro seeing as he had a lot of enemies, he would still do anything to keep her safe if she got into trouble.

After all, she was his sister and the only person he had.

And at the same time for Arabella whom he couldn’t let harm come to because he was certain they were mated.