The Alpha's Mafia Luna novel Chapter 99

Chapter 99

I stared at Damien’s contact for a long time.

Why hadn’t he called?

I told him to stay away. I’d said it with finality. With fake strength. I made it sound like I meant it.

But I didn’t.

I missed him, and I hated that I did.

I missed the way his voice softened when he said my name. The way he never looked at me like I was broken. The way he made everything feel less like a

war.

And he didn’t even call.

My fingers moved before my brain could stop them.

I hit dial.

It rang once. Twice.

Hang up, a voice in my head whispered. Hang up before he-

“Hello?”

A woman’s voice.

Bright. Soft. Intimate in a way that made my skin crawl.

I froze.

“Hellooooo?” she repeated, that cheerful tone sharpening every edge of my heartbeat.

I cut the call. My thumb hovered over the screen, shaking.

And then I just stared at the phone like it had burned me.

He wasn’t alone.

He had someone with him. Someone who answered his phone like she had every right to. Maybe she did.

Maybe she had a place in his life now that I didn’t.

Maybe that’s why he stayed away.

The thought lodged in my chest like a splinter, quiet and sharp.

I rolled over on my bed and pulled the pillow over my head like it could silence the truth echoing in my brain.

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Chapter 99

He’d moved on.

And I still wasn’t over him.

The Next Morning – Draven Enterprises

Lucas was waiting when I walked into the top floor, coffee in hand and zero emotional stability in my soul.

He leaned against the doorframe of his office, watching me with that annoying smirk that always made me want to both punch and run away.

“Rough night?” he asked, taking in my dark circles.

“Why do you assume that?”

“Because you’re holding your coffee like it’s a weapon.”

I held his gaze. “It is.”

He laughed, stepping aside so I could enter the office. “You look like someone who had a dramatic midnight phone call and regretted it immediately.”

I didn’t respond.

I just sat across from him, set my coffee on the desk, and said, “How many people in this company are.,. like you?”

He raised a brow. “Charming? Powerful? Drop–dead gorgeous?”

“Furry,” I deadpanned.

He grinned. “Roughly one in five. Some keep a low profile. Some use it for networking. Others… well, let’s just say the janitor might not be fully human.”

“Are you serious?”

“Deadly.”

I sipped my coffee. “And you’re… what? The Alpha of this fluffy corporate pack?”

Lucas tilted his head. “I don’t like the word fluffy. But yes.”

I studied him. “You don’t act like an Alpha.”

He smiled, slow and sharp. “I don’t have to. Real power doesn’t need to bark.”

I hated that he had a point.

And I hated more that I noticed how good he looked in that tailored shirt, sleeves/rolled up, veins in his forearms visible with every lazy movement.

Not that it mattered. I wasn’t interested.

I couldn’t be.

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She snorted. “You’re not a cat. You’re a stressed–out poodle with abandonment issues. You’ll fit right in ”

I groaned and flopped onto the couch.

I scrolled to Lucas’s last text.

Lucas: Don’t chicken out.

I didn’t respond.

But I didn’t delete it either.

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