Mason's pov.I strutted into the club like I owned the place, which, let's be real, I pretty much did. The bouncer nodded at me as I passed, and I could feel the eyes of everyone in the room on me as I made my way over to the VIP section.I plopped down in my usual seat, surrounded by my boys and some pretty ladies, and signaled for the bartender to bring over a round of shots. I let out a loud, boisterous laugh, trying my best to seem like I was having the time of my life.But on the inside, I was a mess. I'd been stuck in this damn Mafia life for far too long, and I was starting to feel like I was suffocating. All the backstabbing and scheming was starting to wear on me, and I was desperate to get out. I wanted to go back to my real self. After all, my main purpose of being Jim has been accomplished. Matteo must have rotted in his grave by now, because I made sure that the bullet got him well.But I couldn't show any weakness in front of my subordinate. Jim's father—or rather, my su
Mateo's pov.I stood at the head of the room, addressing Caleb, my assistant, and the other men. "Alright, listen up." We've got a job to do. I need you all to keep an eye on Mila for me. I need to know where she goes and who she talks to. Got it?""Who the hell is Mila?" Caleb asked, "Why do you do that a lot?" I couldn't guess why he does that a lot, even when I have clearly made it clear to him that it gets me annoyed."Mila. Mila is Kiara's friend." Her best friend literallyThe men nodded, murmuring their understanding."What's this about again?" Kiara? "Look Mateo, we need to get this straight and f.""Shut the hell up, Caleb." You don't talk while I am talking, or else I won't even hesitate to pull this trigger on your thick skull." I threatened him, my face getting pale with anger as I pointed my gun to his face."I am sorry," he muttered, raising his two hands up. "Good. I've got a photo here of the person I'm most interested in. "Keep an eye out for anyone who looks like t
The pack members gathered, waiting to hear the final decision of the pack elders concerning the return of their king. Morgan, the beta, finally stood to address the pack members. They had already The pack members gathered in a clearing in the middle of the forest, the moon high in the sky above them. As they arrived, they each gave a respectful nod to the alpha's regent, a large, imposing wolf with grey fur and piercing blue eyes."Thank you for coming, my friends," the Alpha's regent began, his voice deep and commanding. "We have much to discuss tonight." As you know, there have been some challenges in our territory recently, with outsiders encroaching on our land and disrupting the balance of nature. "We must work together to defend our home and protect what is rightfully ours."The pack members nodded in agreement, their eyes burning with determination. They knew the importance of their role in the community and were ready to do whatever it took to keep their home safe."I propos
Jim's pov. I paced back and forth in my small room, my fists clenched at my sides. How could this have happened to me? I was just an ordinary human, living my ordinary life. And now, I was trapped in the body of an Alpha of the Viper Moon.The worst part was that I had no control over my own actions. I was forced to do the bidding of the real Alpha, a powerful and dominant wolf shifter who seemed to have no regard for my own well-being."Ever since the day I got here, I have started to do research about werewolves and also pretend to really be an Alpha Mason, like they all called me, but it's getting more difficult, especially now that I have an even more dangerous father. All he does is put up wicked rules for his own selfish benefits." My annoyance lies in the fact that everyone thinks it was me who brought those rules; whoever owns this body most be pissed whenever he finally gets backI hated the way my body moved with such grace and strength, as if it were second nature. I hated
Jim's pov. I paced back and forth in my small room, my fists clenched at my sides. How could this have happened to me? I was just an ordinary human, living my ordinary life. And now, I was trapped in the body of an Alpha of the Viper Moon.The worst part was that I had no control over my own actions. I was forced to do the bidding of the real Alpha, a powerful and dominant wolf shifter who seemed to have no regard for my own well-being."Ever since the day I got here, I have started to do research about werewolves and also pretend to really be an Alpha Mason, like they all called me, but it's getting more difficult, especially now that I have an even more dangerous father. All he does is put up wicked rules for his own selfish benefits." My annoyance lies in the fact that everyone thinks it was me who brought those rules; whoever owns this body most be pissed whenever he finally gets backI hated the way my body moved with such grace and strength, as if it were second nature. I hated
Mason's pov.I strutted into the club like I owned the place, which, let's be real, I pretty much did. The bouncer nodded at me as I passed, and I could feel the eyes of everyone in the room on me as I made my way over to the VIP section.I plopped down in my usual seat, surrounded by my boys and some pretty ladies, and signaled for the bartender to bring over a round of shots. I let out a loud, boisterous laugh, trying my best to seem like I was having the time of my life.But on the inside, I was a mess. I'd been stuck in this damn Mafia life for far too long, and I was starting to feel like I was suffocating. All the backstabbing and scheming was starting to wear on me, and I was desperate to get out. I wanted to go back to my real self. After all, my main purpose of being Jim has been accomplished. Matteo must have rotted in his grave by now, because I made sure that the bullet got him well.But I couldn't show any weakness in front of my subordinate. Jim's father—or rather, my su
Mateo's pov I drove down the road to my house, all the while contemplating what to really do about the whole shitshow. I was tired, and now Caleb isn't back yet, and the day is almost over. I stared at my watch and then at the traffic light, waiting for it to turn back to green so I could continue. All the cars were lined up in piles on the road, and surprisingly, now only one seems to be complaining much. I intentionally sipped down the glass and then poked my head out to find out what was going on out there. My eyes widened in surprise, my face showing how annoyed I am right now. The traffic holdup I thought was because of the traffic light that was showing red was actually a traffic jam. My eyes raced to the far end, but I can't seem to reach where the packed cars ended or what could have caused such a jam on such a busy day. I had to go back. I turned on my ignition, but I turned it off when I noticed that everyone else's was already off. I checked my back to see if the other dr
Mateo's pov"Drop your weapon!" The tall-bodied one said his voice was echoing. I have never had to scream at my victims this hard. Why is he being so unfair to me now?"I have none," I confessed, holding my two hands up as I stared at them. They were pretty good, but I think I can beat them somehow. I heard a strange noise at my back, titling my head. I discovered that it was the door that was being opened, and all the men inside came out with their guns pointed at me like some trained American soldiers. About twenty-one of them came out in the same manner and surrounded me with the others outside. I rolled my eyes around me, and up to fifty guns were pointed only at me. Now I think it might not be easy to best them all. "I said you should drop your weapons, or else you will regret it in the next minute," the same guy said again. I felt like giving him a nice punch on that pointy nose and removing some fluid and blood from it. I smirked, trying to make sure they knew how harmless I