The Alpha's Mafia Luna novel Chapter 26

Writer’s POV

The van rolled into the underground garage like a ghost slipping into

its grave. It was quiet–eerily quiet. No voices. No engines. Only the

steady hum of fluorescent lights hanging above cold concrete floors.

The air was damp with mildew and secrets.

Tires screeched lightly as the vehicle halted. A pair of steel doors slid

open at the far end, and two figures in black masks emerged from the

shadows, their boots echoing faintly on the ground.

The rear doors opened. Selene was still unconscious, her body limp,

her wrists bruised slightly from the tight restraints.

“She’s lighter than she looks,” one of the masked men muttered,

grunting as he lifted her into his arms

The other nodded, already turning toward the hallway. “She’ll wake

soon. Let’s not waste time.”

They carried her through a long corridor of whitewashed cement

walls and harsh lighting. At the end waited a thick metal door,

reinforced with several locking mechanisms. One of them entered a

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code. The other scanned his palm.

Click. Buzz. Hiss.

The door opened, revealing a sterile white room. No windows. Just a

metal–framed bed bolted to the floor, padded restraints, and security

cameras tucked neatly into the corners–watching everything..

They placed Selene gently onto the bed. A flicker of hesitation passed

through one of them before he tightened the cuffs around her wrists

and ankles.

“She’s secure,” he said, stepping back.

The door closed behind them with a final, unforgiving clang.

Back at the mansion, chaos was organized. The estate was on full

lockdown. Security barriers sealed off every entrance and exit. Halls

that were once quiet echoed with hurried footsteps and clipped

orders.

In the war room, Mira was pacing.

She looked like a storm in motion–her hair a mess, phone in hand,

eyes darting between monitors and the tablet balanced in her palm.

She hadn’t changed out of the clothes she wore to the shopping mall,

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and her lipstick was smudged. Her concern was raw and visible.

“She has to be chipped,” one of the techs said, voice hopeful but

shaky.

“She is,” Damian’s voice thundered as he stepped into the room, the

air thickening instantly with his presence. “But the signal’s gone.”

“Gone?” Mira turned, her eyes wide.

“Wiped,” Damian muttered. He wasn’t out of breath, but he looked

like he’d been running through hell since the second Mira called him.

“Someone disabled the tracker. They didn’t just take her–they erased

her.”

Mira’s eyes narrowed. “They knew what they were doing.”

“Too well,” Damian said darkly.

He stared at the screen in front of him where multiple street cams

played on loop. They had traced the vehicle that Selene was in until it

disappeared off the grid, swallowed by a blind spot in the city’s

surveillance system. A dead zone.

“I knew something was wrong,” Damian said, running a hand through

his hair. “She asked to go shopping. Selene hates shopping unless

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she’s pissed.”

“She just wanted to get out,” Mira said quietly, connecting the dots.

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