Trapped by Seven Mafia Wolves novel Chapter 149

Aurora’s POV

Footsteps.Heavy, deliberate. Getting closer.

The sound makes my blood run cold. A big guard tall, broad, with a rifle strapped across his chest–rounds the corner.Nico’s hand shoots out instantly.

“Move,” he mutters.

Before I can let out a sound, he grabs my wrist and Damion’s, dragging us both into the narrow gap

between two stone walls. It’s dark the kind of dark that swallows sound – and I can feel

–

Damion’s shoulder pressed against mine, Nico’s arm blocking us both protectively.

The guard’s boots splash through the puddles, close enough I can hear the leather creak.

Then… silence.

He passes.

I exhale slowly, heart racing.Nico doesn’t move right away. His jaw’s clenched, eyes scanning the courtyard, every muscle wired tight. Then, finally, he exhales and reaches under his shirt, pulling

out a silver chain.

The pendant catches a glint of moonlight with t faint red light.

Damion tilts his head. “That a fashion statement, of—”

“It’s a comm chip you li-,” Nico cuts off as he breathes through his nose, as if resisting the urge to throw Damion at the Russian man.He probably is “It’s an old birthday gift. I can send an audio

signal to his computer. A few words max.

“Damion whistles low. “You Italian boys really like your gadgets.

“Nico ignores him, rubbing his thumb over the small device. A faint blue flicker pulses under his skin, weak and uneven. His frown deepens. “Signal‘ too low.

“L–low?” I stutter, wrapping my arms around me the cold chilling me to the bone.

“We’re practically in a dead zone. I need to be higher, but…”

—

There’s a pause and I already know what he’s thinking before he says it. He can’t climb while guarding us both.

“I can do it,” I blurt out.

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Both their heads snap toward me as I fiddle with my fingers nervously, their tips turning a light shade of blue from the droppings temperatures and shattering rain.Nico’s eyes narrow. “Fuck no.

“I can,” I insist, forcing my voice to be a little louder than the whisper it was before. “I’m smaller.

And then you won’t have to worry about us down here alone. I’ll get up high enough to send it.

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