Mated To The Mafia Werewolves

She was free. She was!

Alessia sprinted into the woods with legs that felt like jelly. She wondered why she hadn’t collapsed since she began the journey.

She didn’t know exactly who rescued her as she was unconscious, but she had met herself in the woods with a note written on her body.

She was grateful for whoever it was that saved her from the cruel fate Sandro had planned for her.

Goodness, she would never forgive all that he did to her. The more she thought about the unjust punishment, the more it brought tears to her eyes.

Still, she was free. Alessia believed it was all that mattered at the moment.

Not only that, and also how to get to her parents in one piece was all she thought of.

Alessia didn’t know where she was going, but she knew she could get help from a few people who passed by. However, she hadn’t seen anyone yet because she was in the forest.

She got to an opening, and her eyes dimmed as she saw the light from a car flash ahead to where she stood.

She flapped her hands in the air and muttered incoherently while staggering towards whosoever was coming.

“Saviour.” She mumbled as she stumbled to the road. She didn’t care if she got hit. At least the driver would slow down when they noticed someone jumped in front of their car and come out to help her instead of killing her.

She wouldn’t die; she believed that. Alessia groaned and doubled over in pain as her side hurt. Her head pounded, and the light from the incoming car made it hard for her to see anything.

She lurched forward, and she heard the sound of the honking of a car before falling to the pavement.

Alessia heard a few cuss words from the driver before she shut her eyes.

She let out a relieved sigh as her saviour’s voice didn’t sound like Sandro or anyone from his camp.

She would get home safely; Alessia knew that as the driver plucked her from the ground.

****

Janice turned over again. She didn’t know how long she’d keep turning. She grasped her pillow and punched it several times before screaming into it.

What the hell was wrong with her? She had acted as though she was a common whore and let men treat her the way they wanted.

Goodness, she had let Francis kiss her, and worse was she responded to it.

Yet, she still had nasty thoughts about Blaze. She was definitely the whore; she had tagged Arabella and Thalia. She was worse than them.

At least Thalia was pinning on Sandro alone, and Blaze and Sandro were pursuing Arabella.

They had done the pursuing, and Arabella had even rejected them over again for it.

However, she was doing otherwise. Blaze had rejected her, and it still hurt. Janice tried forgetting about the rejection a few hours ago, but she couldn’t.

She wiped at the tears blurring her vision before sitting up straight as she heard a knock.

Her room was closest to the entrance to the De Luca villa, and she was the one who was assigned to open it as she was the only maid and omega who didn’t live in the servant quarters.

Janice believed her migration was because of Arabella. Although she was Sandro’s maid, she never had a reason to live in the villa until Arabella’s arrival.

Janice shuffled to the door slowly and undid the lock. She tugged the door’s handle and her eyes collided with a pair of familiar dark-brown eyes.

Janice gasped and staggered backwards as she took in the appearance of the tattered girl in front of her.

Her dress was torn in several places, blood adorned her dirty, ebony skin, and her hair was unkempt; it looked like she hadn’t run a comb through it since she was born.

“J-Janice?”

Janice shook her head. She pinched her skin and winced as she realised she wasn’t in a nightmare.

“Annalise, what are you doing here?!” That was the only word that came out of Janice’s mouth before she was tackled into a hug.

*******

Blaze didn’t know how long he had been driving, but he begged the moon goddess to help him get to Arabella in record time. He had tried reaching her, but she didn’t pick up her phone, making him the more frustrated as he didn’t know what she was going through.

Blaze stepped hard on the accelerator, exceeding the speed limit. The road was clear, and he was sure he would not run into anyone. He just needed to get to Arabella, and running someone over was the last thing on his mind.

As soon as he got to a safe distance, he ran out of the car and sprinted towards the hut.

He was almost there when he saw the werewolf surrounding the place. They reeked, and he didn’t need to guess what they were from the horrible odour coming from them.

“Rogues,” Blaze growled as he drew close, but they weren’t what caught his attention. The door was broken, and he narrowed his eyes.

He darted into the hut as he heard a scream from Arabella. A rogue was on her, clawing at her face and skin.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Blaze let out a howl and, with all his might, transformed into his wolf form. A huge golden brown wolf with blazing golden eyes flecked with silver. He rammed into the black werewolf tormenting Arabella and let his concentration stay on it.

Blaze ignored the disbelief in Arabella’s eyes. He didn’t think he could hide from her any longer.

She needed him in this state to save her.

“Jesus, Blaze! Y-you are a dog?!” Arabella gasped out.

Blaze ignored her question and couldn’t respond to her as he wasn’t in his human form anymore. He knew a werewolf communicating with a human in their true wolf form was impossible, except they were mated and marked.

Blaze watched her run into a corner. He didn’t know how she could still stand on her feet despite the terrible-looking injury the rogue had inflicted on her.

Nevertheless, he was glad she was out of the way. He’d explain himself to her later, and that was only if they came out alive.

Blaze noticed the other werewolves coming towards the hut. He gripped the black wolf by the fur and flung him outside. He growled while the several werewolves outside tilted their head and let out several howls before staring back at him.

Pain. That was all we needed, Red murmured. They injured our mate, and we need to hurt them, doing back what they did to her in tenfolds!