Mated To The Mafia Werewolves

“Kill me, Alessandro. That is what you do best, right? To prove how almighty you are!” Janice said, riling him further.

Sandro grunted, releasing his grip from her. He walked to the window side and towards her again.

His eyes narrowed as he stared at her. “Why can’t I kill you? We are not even related!”

“And even if we were, I’ll never forgive a sibling for betrayal. None will ever betray me.”

“You should know the world doesn’t revolve around your arrogant ass and people are free to say whatever they want.” Janice shrugged. She rubbed at her neck and let out a wince. Despite the fact that he was not holding her anymore, her neck still hurts.

Sandro stared at her for a long time. He had a soft spot for her. No doubt. Each time he gazed at her, he recalled the bruised girl that had been running from her father.

He recalled her tear-stained face and the tattered dress showing partly her body.

He had helped her after perceiving she was a werewolf and had thought he’d help her with making her abilities better by joining the pack.

She seemed better though and he didn’t regret it. But she did the opposite of what he wanted. Each fucking time.

He was always tempted to kill her and at the same time, he had stopped himself several times from doing so.

“Why did you do it? Why did you help her?”

“I felt her pain,” Janice murmured. “As the empath wolf I am, I couldn’t watch her suffer.”

Sandro narrowed his eyes at her. He let out a slow breath but it did nothing to calm his raging nerves.

“Get out.” He murmured. “Before I lose my fucking mind.”

Janice shrugged before walking out of the room.

As soon as she was out, she placed her hand on her thumping chest. She puffed out two breaths and shook her head.

To say she had been frightened of Sandro was an understatement.

She had assumed he was going to kill her. He looked furious.

Moreover, she was glad she had not slipped because she’d gotten Blaze in trouble if she had done so.

Walking slowly towards her room, she halted by the door and stayed for a while before making her way towards Blaze’s room.

She tapped on it softly before letting herself in.

“I’m sorry!” she exclaimed, as she glimpsed the naked torso of Blaze. Janice reddened and turned almost immediately, shutting her eyes.

Blaze sighed. He wrapped the towel with him around his lower body before walking to the wardrobe. He flung it open and brought out a dark blue denim and slipped it on.

“What do you want?”

“Can I turn?” She asked. She licked her bottom lip as she wondered if he was decent enough for her to look at him.

Janice wasn’t sorry she had walked in on him and definitely was not sorry she had seen him naked.

A blush tinged her cheeks as she recalled their passionate moment the day before.

She swirled after a moment and her eyes went downwards. She realized he was clothed and she let out a disappointed sigh.

“What do you want Janice?”

Janice snapped out of her thoughts and flushed again.

Blaze tilted his brows. “Did you come in here to ogle me?!”

“I wish. But no.”

Blaze let out a breath. He was relieved. This day, he found her attitude weird and since he fucked her yesterday she had even become weirder.

It irritated him, but there was nothing he could do about it.

“Sandro caught me.” She said, walking further into the room. “The idiotic leader of the Deltas reported me to him.”

“What did he say to you?”

“Sandro?” As Blaze nodded, she continued. “He said he’ll kill me if I do anything he didn’t want and James promised to kill me as well.”

“He won’t.” Blaze said.

“Of course, I know that. What’s our next plan?” She asked.

Our plan? Blaze rolled his eyes. He wanted to tell her off that there was no plan going on between them.

He had gotten what he wanted and Arabella’s recuperation was what he hoped for.

He wanted her to be healthy and moved away with the plan he had in mind. The plan he wasn’t sure would work and was foolproof enough.

“We have no plans together.”

Janice frowned as she stared at him. “What do you mean we had no plans together? I mean it was to resuscitate an obviously dying Arabella. What did you plan to do next after she recovers?”

“Janice…”

“Do not tell me you used me to get what you wanted.” Her eyes narrowed at him. As he didn’t say a word, she scoffed.

“I should have known. I was acting delusional whereas you had other plans for your stupid witch!”

“Janice…” Blaze said. His voice had a ting of warning but she didn’t care.

She was furious. He had used her and acted as though he was interested in her. But she should have realized he wasn’t!

It was glaringly obvious.

She was freaking blinded by lust.

“Should I undo what I did?” Janice asked. “I can’t believe I went all out for h…”

“You fucking promised!” Blaze thundered, nudging her to the wall.

“Of course!” She shouted back. “It wasn’t until I knew you were using me to get what you wanted.”

Blaze grimaced. He stepped away from her and brushed a hand through his hair. “See Janice, I am sorry. I appreciate your help and all…”

“Screw you, Blaze. Stop freaking appreciating my help!”

“Then what do you want from me?”

“I want you,” Janice said. “I want you for myself.”

It sounded absurd and the urge to burst out laughing surged through him. But he suppressed it and stared at her serious face. “Are you serious about this?”

“Of course!” She scowled.

“There are a lot of men you can be with, Janice. I’m not a good man for you. You should know that.”

“I do not care.” Said Janice. “Just be with me and I think all will be fine.”

“I’m sorry but I’ll have to reject your offe…”

“Don’t say it.” Janice snapped. She walked up to him and gripped his shirt. “I’ll give you time to think about it. Don’t just ignore me for too long.”

With that, she left the room.

Blaze grimaced. He must have been sending mixed signals to her. And he believed he made it worst by bedding her.

Yet, he knew nothing was going to happen except she want to be his casual sex partner. But then, he doubted he’d like to fuck her again.