The Alpha's Mafia Luna novel Chapter 53

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.

He tucked my hand into the crook of his arm like I was something

precious, and we made our way out of the house.

The drive to the Gala venue was quiet at first.

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Damian sat close beside me in the backseat, his thigh brushing mine

with every small bump in the road. The tension between us was

electric, sparking in the tight space.

“You look nervous,” he said after a few minutes, turning his head to

look at me.

“I’m fine,” I said quickly. “Just… thinking.”

His lips curled slightly. “You have nothing to be afraid of tonight.”

I turned my head to meet his gaze.

“You’re not alone anymore, Selene,” he said, his voice low and steady.

“You have me.”

–

—

I wanted to say something – anything – but the lump

made it impossible.

my

in throat

He reached over and intertwined our fingers, resting our joined hands

on his thigh. His warmth seeped into my skin.

“And,” he added, his tone darkening slightly, “if anyone dares look at

you the wrong way… I’ll handle it.”

I smiled a little. It wasn’t an empty threat. With Damian, it never was.

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When we arrived, the world exploded into light and noise.

The venue was enormous – glittering chandeliers, velvet carpets,

golden staircases leading into a grand ballroom.

Cameras flashed as we stepped out of the car.

Damian didn’t release my hand.

If anything, he pulled me closer, his palm warm and firm against my

waist. I felt like I was floating–walking through a dream.

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He didn’t need to.

The look he gave me – like he was going to devour me right there on

the ballroom floor – was more powerful than a thousand words.

I tucked my hand tighter into his arm, feeling the muscles beneath

his jacket flex with each step he took.

My heart thudded against my ribs, almost painfully.

I was wearing a deep red silk

gown

–

Damian’s favorite color – and it

clung to my curves in a way that made me self–conscious.

The mark on my hand, the one the Queen had left me in the dream,

was subtly visible beneath my thin silver bracelet.

Damian’s eyes dipped once to my hand.

He saw it.

And the way his jaw flexed, like he was trying to restrain himself from

doing something reckless, made my legs feel weak.

“Careful,” he murmured close to my ear, his voice rough velvet. “Keep

looking at me like that and I’ll rip this dress off you before the night’s

over.”

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I blushed fiercely, dropping my gaze to the floor.

–

Before I could respond, two figures approached a tall man with

sandy brown hair and striking blue eyes, and a woman with short

black curls and a mischievous smile.

The man bowed slightly toward Damian, an air of familiarity around

him.

“Alpha Damian,” he said respectfully. “Welcome. It’s been too long.”

Damian nodded once, his hand never leaving my waist.

“Alpha Elias,” he said. “And Luna Freya.”

I blinked so that was their names.

–

Elias and Freya belonged to the Silver River Pack, one of the strongest

neighboring packs known for their warriors and alliances. They had a

reputation for loyalty – and a sharp tongue, according to the

whispers I’d heard.

Freya smiled brightly at me, her eyes twinkling.

“And you must be Selene,” she said. “The girl who’s had our fearless

Alpha wrapped around her little finger.”

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I stammered, my cheeks heating up, but Damian just squeezed my

waist possessively.

“She’s mine,” he said simply.

The finality in his voice made my heart flutter.

Freya laughed and hooked her arm through mine easily, tugging me

away from Damian’s side.

“Come, darling. Let’s let the men talk boring politics while we discuss

more interesting things… like how good you look in red.”

—

I shot Damian a panicked glance, but he only smirked though it

didn’t reach his eyes.

His gaze was locked on me with such hunger that it physically hurt to

look away.

Even as Elias leaned in and started talking to him, Damian barely

listened.

His entire body was tilted toward me, his eyes burning holes into my

skin, as if he would leap across the ballroom if I strayed too far.

Freya pulled me toward a corner near the tall windows, her arm

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linked with mine like we were old friends.

“I like you already,” she said with a wink. “The way he looks at you?

Like he’s ready to tear the throat out of anyone who touches you.”

I laughed softly, still flustered.

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