TRISTAN"IT CAN'T BE!" Atlas yelled again, the situation completely dawning on him; he pulled his hair back, pacing as if possessed.Sobs came from Iris on the ground, her shoulders shaking, her sight covered with tears, staring at space."There has to be a lie somewhere, Tristan," He whispered, expecting me to say something, but when I didn't, he lounged towards her, grabbing her by the shoulders and shaking her like a rag doll. "What did you do?! Spit it out?""Atlas, stop!""Stay out of this, Tristan""You're hurting her for no reason. She doesn't control this kind of thing."His fingers sank into her arm, and she cried out. I groaned, holding my arm as the pain swept through me; I looked up, seeing Atlas winced. We both had felt her pain. But still, Atlas didn't let go of her until I pushed him off her and caught her before she fell back to the ground."You're just hurting us all, can't you see?!" I wrapped his shirt around her weary body; the only sound coming from her now was her

Just to be clear, this is a dark romance book and there will be a lot of triggers. I know I left warnings at the blurb but I've seen scenarios with other authors where their books were down graded because it had trigger scenes even though there were actual warnings in the book.There's a reason it's called DARK ROMANCE. and a Mafia book can't do without it. at least mine.like the next chapter. Trigger warnings in the next chapter. I advice not to read if you are sensitive to avoid negative feedbacks.I assure you, this scenes are needed for the plot progression.Happy reading.

Tristan"He said he won't be back to the packhouse till tomorrow," Orion disclosed, standing by the door of my workspace, watching me unscrew nuts from the engine to replace the valve.I cleaned my hands on my oil-stained work shirt and wiped the sweat off my brows, turning to give Aidan's Beta my audience. He looked disgusted as he glared around the room, which was filled with spare parts and stank of machine oil. A big engine stood in the middle. The devil refused to come apart."Is there a reason?" I raised a brow.He cleared his throat, standing erect, and said, "There's news that his side of Blood canine is being ambushed."My second brow went up. "And he's there all alone?" Something told me he wasn't accounting for everything, which wasn't something to worry about."He says he can handle it; this is all I am allowed to say."And that was all I would get from him no matter how hard I pushed, which I wouldn't do anyway.I dismissed him with a wave, and he left silently, just as he

I stared at him, my eyes wide open, knowing I was in another round of trouble and there was nothing I could do about it. Bad news sure does fly around; if not, Alpha Atlas hadn't even been in the pack for more than 15 minutes, but there he was, a cranky smile on his face, promising punishment I wasn't prepared to take.He walked over to me and picked me up like paper, taking me quietly out of the room with Alpha Tristan watching. His gray eyes followed our every move until Alpha Aidan finally left the room, closing the door behind us."Do you have anything to tell?" Aidan asked me, looking forward; I stared at his chin, shaking my head quietly.I was done with talking sharp. I couldn't take on these men, no matter my training. Especially Atlas. To protect my wolf and me, I was going to do as they said. They won.He took me into his fully illuminated room, and it hurt my eyes terribly after being in Alpha Tristan's dark room for almost one full day.He dropped me on the bed and looked d

He kissed me hard; he kissed me slow and with a touch of steady; this wasn't planned; his moving against mine in sync, tasting, sucking, and biting—no matter how I tried to bite back a moan, I couldn't help myself from moaning it in his mouth.He took all of me, my breath, and made my heart beat his. His fingers still lingered at the back of my dress, ready to pull down the zip, even without breathing.Then, when I had been swallowed whole, he broke it off. My eyes were closed, but I couldn't stop furrowing my brows and snapping my lashes open.My eyes asked all the questions, confused, aroused, and angry simultaneously."We shouldn't pretend; throw all caution to the wind," he said, leaving my zipper open and raising my chin to his. "But then the bond gets even stronger to break."I swallowed, faced with the tough decision: yes, I'll want everything he had to offer, and these feelings were another thing altogether. Butterflies danced in my belly, and I felt lighter.But also, how coul