Claimed By The Mafia Rogue King (Snow and Cupid) novel Chapter 325

Chapter 325

Snowflakes

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The house was quiet when I stepped inside, just as it always was. Tally V led the way in silence, her gaze watchful and wordless.

Slowly, I moved toward Mr. Lin’s office and paused at the threshold for several long minutes, letting the energy swell and settle around me like a heavy fog.

Quietly, I crossed to the window and stopped once more, looking out. My eyes drifted first to the alley below, then shifted to the old liquor shop tucked against its shadowed side.

My heart twisted. Pain, sorrow, a strange, aching longing that wasn’t entirely mine. Shakily, I pulled back and made my way outside.

It was a busy day. The sun felt pleasant on my skin; people moved through their routines, laughing, talking, living. But as I stared again at the alley and back to the liquor shop, something pressed against me. Dark, lingering, heavy. I couldn’t name the energy, only feel its weight.

Without thinking, I walked closer, ignoring the car horns, the bustle, the world itself fading into distant noise. Everything blurred into background static.

The traffic slowed and stopped. I moved forward, heart pounding, goosebumps rising along my arms. At last I stood on the exact spot that made my bones feel weak, my knees threaten to buckle.

Sadness flooded me. Deep, bone–deep and I knew it wasn’t mine. It belonged to someone else. Something else.

I lowered my gaze.

The world shifted sharply.

When I opened my eyes again, it was that night. Rain had just stopped; the ground steamed with cold vapor rising into the dark.

I turned and there he stood. Feroz. Hood up, eyes calm and unreadable. He lingered at the mouth of the alley, waiting… for

someone.

The faint clink of bottles reached my ears. I looked back.

The Alpha of the Alpha Pack, Jabe, stumbled into view. Miserable. Drunk. Swaying on unsteady feet. Tattoos peeked from beneath

a rumpled shirt. He clutched a half–empty liquor bottle, clearly heading home, when he spotted Feroz and froze.

‘Son?” Alpha Jabe slurred, surprise cutting through the haze. “What are you doing here?”

Feroz didn’t move at first. He simply stared, quiet, steady, then stepped forward and reached for the bottle.

“Stop drinking, Father. It’s bad for your health,” he murmured.

Alpha Jabe snatched it back with a scoff.

“Why? Since when do you care?” He took a long swig. “Go back to selling your drugs. Indulge in your dirty life. Let me have mine.”

He turned and continued into the alley.

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Chapter 325

Feroz stood motionless for a heart–stopping second. Then he spoke, voice low but clear.

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“I turned out this way because of you. And Mother.” Alpha Jabe paused, half–turning. “No. It’s all your fault. If you hadn’t been so weak, if another man hadn’t snatched her from you, I wouldn’t have grown up without a mother. It’s your fault I became this. But I promise you, Father… I will take revenge for you. I will make the Mooncresters burn.”

Silence stretched between them thick, wounding.

Alpha Jabe swallowed hard, as though Feroz had pressed on an old, festering scar.

“Maybe we should face reality,” he said quietly. “Your mother wasn’t snatched from me because I was weak. The love… it just wasn’t strong enough to survive the obstacles. And as for avenging us against the Mooncresters… stop. No matter what we do, they will always overcome us. Mooncresters aren’t just normal wolves. We have to accept that.”

He turned away to keep walking.

That was his mistake.

The moment his back was exposed, Feroz closed the distance in a single stride.

A knife flashed in his hand, pulled from somewhere hidden. What followed was brutal. The blade plunged again and again and again. Blood mixed with rainwater on the ground, pooling dark and slick. The Alpha crumpled. Died right before my eyes.

“You watch from up there, Father,” Feroz whispered, pulling the lifeless body into a grotesque embrace. “I will make the Mooncresters pay.”

Silence returned until it shattered.

A sharp gasp echoed from above.

Feroz spun just as I did.

Mr. Lin stood at his window, cellphone pressed to his ear, staring down in frozen horror.

“He is… he is killing an Alpha,” he murmured, voice trembling with awe and disbelief.

That was it. That was the moment…

“Snow! Snow!!”

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