Mated To The Mafia Werewolves

“This seems fresh. It must have happened a few hours in the night.” Francis said, assessing the blood he had collected from the traces in the dungeon.

Sandro knitted his brows and brushed his hand through his hair. “Who was on duty?”

“Jules, Daisy, the twins-Brad and Benson.”

“What were you doing?” Sandro murmured.

James trembled. He shifted from one foot to another. “It was my day off.”

“I said what the fuck were you doing?!” Sandro growled.

Francis and James, who were closer to him, flinched.

“You were busy fucking the bitch?!”

“N-No!” James sputtered, shaking his head. “I was on medication, and I was told to rest for a while.”

“Shit!” Sandro grunted, kicking at the cage.

Blaze burst into the room, and he frowned. “What’s going on? Janice told me about a jailbreak.”

“The whore is gone.” Sandro rasped. “She fucking left, and whoever did rescue her will rue the day he or she was born.”

Then his eyes strayed to James, “Gather the Deltas; we are going on a search.”

“Come, we need to talk.” He said, eyeing Blaze.

Blaze watched as he strode out of the room. He heaved a breath and brushed his hand through his hair.

He was glad he wasn’t suspicious. No one had suspected him. After dropping off Arabella at his newly acquired house in Lumina, a city that was 3 hours from Cooan, he drove back immediately, and he resumed his post even before everyone came awake.

He was glad that Arabella was saved from Sandro’s wrath, but he wondered for how long.

“I am somewhat happy she escaped. At least, she will find peace.”

Blaze heard Francis murmuring before leaving the room.

At least he wasn’t the only one that had her interest in mind. He believed they were scared of Sandro and couldn’t express themselves.

******

“She’s the rose.” Sandro tossed a picture toward Blaze.

Blaze stared at the picture for a long time. Aside from her being a brunette, if he hadn’t been with Arabella last night, he’d have sworn she was the one in the picture with him.

They were similar. It was only the hair that seemed different.

“Are they twins?” He asked.

“Not that I know. I was shocked as well.” Sandro said, staring at the picture once more.

“Do you have a plan in order?” Blaze frowned.

“Kidnap her and bring her here.” Sandro asserted.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Walking towards the loveseat, Blaze sat down. “Why do you make it sound so easy? Isn’t she always holed up in the house?”

“She’s going on a trip alone, which made it somewhat easy for us.”

Blaze nodded. “That makes sense. When is the operation starting?”

“In a week. That is the 23rd of this month.” Sandro replied.

Blaze nodded again and stood to his feet.

“Wait.” Sandro halted him. He scrutinised him for a few minutes.

Blaze’s gaze didn’t wander away. He stared back and raised his brows. “Is there any more information?”

“Did you notice something was off yesterday? I mean, any movement?” Sandro asked.

“I was at Lane and on patrol.”

Sandro sighed, he was hoping he’d catch a slip from him. He didn’t know if Blaze helped Arabella escape, but he suspected he had something to do with it. He seemed somewhat calm. But Blaze had always been quiet.

“I’ll ask anyone on patrol and, in the meantime, wait for the result from the Deltas,” Sandro said.

“I’ll watch it too. I don’t believe Arabella left by herself. I am convinced she didn’t know anywhere around the villa.”

“That’s the point.” Sandro let out. “Someone helped her leave. They will be the first I punish when I find out. No one betrays me and goes free.”

Blaze shrugged before leaving a distraught Sandro. He wasn’t scared of the threat that poured out of his mouth, and he honestly wouldn’t let anyone catch Arabella.

Not while he was still alive.

*********

“Why do I feel you know about what is going on?”

Blaze rolled his eyes as Thalia stepped to where he sat on the couch.

“What are you not telling me, big brother?”

“There’s nothing. And I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“I think you do,” Thalia said. “I know when you lie, Cole. You should know you can’t hide anything from me. So, where are you keeping her?”

Blaze shook his head. He didn’t think Thalia would let him be. Although he wasn’t telling her what she wanted to hear, he just wanted to be left alone.

“I’m keeping her nowhere, and I don’t know what is going on. I’d prefer you stop trying to bug me because it’s pissing me off.”

Thalia opened her mouth to speak, but no words came off.

Blaze saw her eyes narrow, and he traced her line of vision to the door.

Janice stood there, her arms folded across her chest, and she glared.

Thalia did the same, and he let out a groan.

“Is Sandro coming to this party as well?” Blaze questioned as Janice walked in.

Thalia wrinkled her nose. “How about we see later? Being in the bitch presence makes me want to hurl.”

“I can say the same for you, whore.” Janice flung at her retreating form.

She turned to Blaze as soon as Thalia left. “Sandro came to me.”

“He threatened me to say where Arabella is because I helped her, and he promised to kill me if I say nothing about her whereabouts.”

“He won’t do shit to you. You know nothing about what’s happening and only help a friend.” Blaze said firmly.

“Only that she’s not my friend,” Janice muttered. Then, she stared at Blaze thoughtfully. “Did you help her escape?”

“Why would you think such a thing? My loyalty is to this pack, and there’s no way I can betray Sandro.”

Janice breathed out. “I just wanted to know, and I don’t think you can do such as well, even if you are hardheaded.”

Blaze nodded. “I’ll handle Sandro, and he won’t bother you. However, we must find where Arabella went before Sandro decapitates all of our heads.”

“Good, I can’t keep trying to dodge him. He almost pulled out my heart.” Janice winced, recalling how he had slapped her chest and threatened her to tell him the truth.

Blaze stood to his feet. “I was going on patrol before you came.”

Janice stood as well and walked toward him. She wrapped her arms around him before he could react, and she rested her head on his chest.

“I’m glad she isn’t here. At least, you’ll be more focused on me and not on her.”

Blaze grimaced but said nothing. He didn’t like how she could easily switch from being concerned about a friend to being flirty with him.

It was disturbing, and he doubted he’d ever make her leave him alone.

Blaze gently peeled her arms off him after a while and strode out of the room with her following behind him.

He was sure of one thing; he’d never love Janice even if he didn’t know where Arabella went. He would never feel anything for her.