The Alpha's Mafia Luna novel Chapter 42

Chapter 42

POV: Selene

I woke up to birdsong and soft sunlight coming through the silk-

curtains. The light touched the floor like golden paint, warm and

slow.

But something was strange.

There was no pain. No tightness in my chest. No sharp pull when I

breathed. Usually, mornings were the worst. My ribs always ached,

and my legs would shake when I tried to stand. But not today.

I sat up slowly. Still no pain. I moved my arm. Then the other. Still

nothing.

Frowning, I pushed off the blankets and moved to the edge of the bed.

I placed my feet on the floor and stood up carefully. I waited for the

usual burn in my side, for the soreness that made me clench my teeth

-but it didn’t come.

My legs didn’t shake. My knees didn’t buckle. I was just… standing.

Normal.

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I touched my ribs, the area where the stitches had been. But instead

of bumps and bandages, all I felt was smooth skin. No cuts. No

swelling. Like I had never been injured at all.

My heart began to beat faster.

Ex

I took a few steps, then stopped by the window. The light warmed my

face, but my body felt strange. Not bad–just unfamiliar. Like it didn’t

belong to me.

“Selene?!”

I turned around.

Mira stood in the doorway holding a tray of food. When she saw me,

her eyes went wide, and the tray slipped from her hands. The plate

shattered. Toast flew everywhere.

She stared. “Why are you standing?! How are you standing?!”

I blinked. “I… I feel better.”

Mira rushed forward and touched my face, my arms, then my ribs.

“You’re not hurting?”

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“No.”

She stepped back like I’d shocked her. “I’m calling Dr. Moira. Now. I

don’t care if she’s busy.”

Mira pulled out her phone and started talking fast. She told the doctor I was standing. Walking. Fine. The phone call ended quickly.

Fifteen minutes later, the door flew open. Dr. Moira came in fast, wearing a black coat and heels. Her hair was pulled back, but some

strands had fallen loose like she had rushed to get here.

She opened her mouth like she wanted to yell–but then she saw me.

Standing.

She froze. “Holy hell.”

I gave a small smile. “Surprised?”

She dropped her bag and pulled out a small tablet. She came closer and started checking me with a scanner. A soft blue light moved over my chest and sides. The screen on her tablet blinked with numbers.

“Your ribs are healed,” she said slowly. “No bruises. No swelling. The

scar is barely there.”

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Mira stood close by, eyes wide.

Dr. Moira frowned and kept checking. “Your muscles are in perfect

condition. Heart rate strong. Blood pressure good. There’s no reason

for you to even be tired.”

She looked at me, more confused than ever.

“Selene,” she said, “this kind of recovery is impossible. Even for a

healthy Alpha. It hasn’t even been three days.”

Mira nodded slowly. “So what does that mean?”

Before Dr. Moira could answer, footsteps came from the hallway.

The door slammed open. Damian walked in, his eyes sharp. “Why is

Moira here again? What happened-”

He stopped. His eyes found me.

I was still standing by the window.

His jaw tightened. “Selene…”

“Hi,” I said softly.

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He crossed the room in three long steps and stopped in front of me.

He didn’t touch me yet—just looked. His eyes moved over my skin, my

arms, my face, as if checking for signs that something was wrong.

“You were barely able to speak yesterday,” he said.

“I know.”

“You shouldn’t be out of bed. What if something inside tears? What if

you fall again?”

“I don’t feel weak,” I said. “I feel… strong.”

Dr. Moira spoke again. “She’s not lying. Her recovery is more than

fast. It’s unnatural.”

Damian looked at her sharply. “What do you mean?”

“I mean… I don’t understand how this is possible. Even with strong

bloodlines, this doesn’t happen. Not in this time frame.”

He reached out and gently touched my healed side. His hand paused

over where the wound had been. Nothing. Just skin.

Moira looked between us carefully. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d

say something inside her… woke up.”

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Damian’s face darkened. “Are you saying she’s something else?”

“I’m not saying anything for sure. I just know this isn’t normal.”

That evening, I sat with Damian on the velvet chaise in the sitting

room. The windows were open, letting in the night breeze. He held

my hand tightly.

“I don’t like this,” he said. “Not knowing what’s happening to you.”

I leaned against him. “Neither do I.”

He looked at my side again. “You don’t heal this fast unless

something is hidden inside. Dormant. Sleeping.”

I stayed quiet.

“I’m not scared,” I whispered. “Just confused.”

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