#ON THE VERGE OF LETTING GO#

ALEX'S POV

Due to passing out, I was currently digging into some soup and downing a big glass of water. It's only thanks to Luke who found me when he did. I noticed that I was no longer in a cell but in a bedroom. There was a window showing me that it was still night due the moonlight rays coming into the room.

Along with the change in place I was also stripped out of the hoodie and shorts. I was now wearing a white shirt which seemed 2 sizes smaller, barely reaching my belly button. I shiver as I feel the black leggings hugging my waist. I have never been more humiliated in my life.

I finish eating and hear loud voices outside my room and could see shadows just below the door frame. I could tell someone was headed away from the door when suddenly the door frame becomes black.

Someone was standing behind the door.

I freeze as he enters the room agonizingly slow. I place the food on the bedside and stand up without making eye contact. In the reflection of a mirror I noticed a bit of the tattoo script written on the right side of my torso towards my back. "Dream as if you'll live forever. Live as if you'll die today." A saying I was taught from my mother; a Night fallen.

Since she was part of The Night fallen so was I. The dream catcher tattoo below my breasts proved it. It was a mafia of women only from around the world which no one knew about. It was a symbol that bound all women together to remind us alone we're strong but together we are insuperable. In alliance to my father, mother would've given everything for The Night Fallen and so my dad cast her out.

Out from this world. She was gone.

"You know something but you're hiding it from me... Just tell me something!" Hale shouts making me flinch.

Without a second to answer I was flat on my back with him hovering above me.

"Before I finish...what he started..." He whispers into my ear referring to the sick bastard Oliver. I shut my eyes and see a blurry vision of Hales face.

"The woman who died named Lindy told me that he's coming for me-"I say to him while a tear slips.

"Lindy was my grandmother. She was the only family I had left. Who is He?" He states with an emotionless expression as he continues before I realize who Lindy was to him this whole time.

"Who is after you, Alex" He asks again though now his lips was dangerously close to mine.

"WHO-"He yells when I scream back at him, "My father!".

"That's not enough. You're going back to the sub-cells." He pulls me up aggressively as I shout to him but he puts my hands above my head with the rough rope tying me to the low ceiling. I was hanged once again annoyed as the shirt lifts up more.

"This is dangerous. You don't know who you're messing with. HALE!!!" I scream to him when he scrunches his eyebrows and looks at my abdomen. The bruise was purple but why did he look at it with interest since he's the one who bloody caused it!

"It's Mythias. Too bad you won't live long enough to tell anybody else" In saying that he leaves me yet again.

"Mythias, to the grave it is then" I say to myself as I become numb to the fact that I was about to die.

Soon enough.

MYTHIAS' POV

I could feel something was off. I could feel someone coming after me. Word is and according to Jake, my mother was back. Back from the dead from what I've heard.

Yes, my stubborn bitch of a mother killed to be leader of our mafia. Only thing is, women can never lead alone but in order to prove what was important my father couldn't do it. So she killed him instead and declared to be the leader until when times became hard she was assumed dead. Drove straight into a lake. No body as evidence though.

But I always knew my mother to be the queen of dramatics. Today was busy as always and after blow torching a hole into a person's shoulder I got a few answers. According to the guy begging for death over torture they were joining alliances in order to become the all powering and fearing.

I was known as ruthless, merciless and even I know God is and will always be the All-Powering. Forgetting the fact that I'm nowhere close to religious is out of the question. My mother and another mob creating their name as Red Knights. Their symbol was of Knives, quite easy to spot actually. Whereas my Mafia was known as The black Anarchy.

Now affirming my suspicion from Alex, who looked Fucking tempting in her short top and her leggings, I just had to have my clothes back. Though the ink I observed under her chest looked fairly similar but with the rough lighting I didn't make that much of it. Could be of a knife since she is his daughter.

My mother and Alex's father would join on their alliance from mafia to the bond of the symbol. In order of any ceremony most mafia's are invited including one you would back stab which is literally everyone.

I was now making my way to the fighting rink as per Luke's request though today the crowd seemed more energized than usual. Men screamed and chanted as I entered and recognize why that was.

According to Luke this fighter only wanted to verse me. With a request like that I was here but seeing her standing there hit a nerve. I walk up to Alex and catch the blade that was thrown my way as I look down at her petite form.

The bell rang and I threw all my anger at her but she simply dodged it. The men cheer as I notice her blade had swiftly sliced my bicep when she passed me. The blood was dripping onto the floor as she starts towards me thinking I was distracted. I stop her arm from swinging at me and wrap her arm around with her own blade below her neck.

Her back was flush against my chest as she steps on another man's chest acting like a wall and does a back flip. I was now on the ground and she was in a sitting position with my head on her lap. Her left leg held my left arm down whereas my right arm was trapped due to her right leg circling under my arm and around my neck.

She was flexible and quite strong. All the more proving me she was raised in a mafia, just like I was.

I was impressed at what she does next taking all the men by surprise as well. With that she let's go of me as we both take our stance once again. I watch as she shows me a small screw to which I swing my weapon at but the blade lands by her foot and she swiftly catches the wooden handle. Bloody switch blades. Annoying thing was that they were easy to detach in two pieces as shown by Alex.

"Disarming the opponent was the aim right...?" Alex questions the soundless crowd.

"Literally..." Luke says as he raises her arm and the crowd goes wild. I let her take the win and make my way upstairs to the nearest bathroom. I walk into a master bedroom and sit myself on the bed when I see her close the door behind her.

"Apparently we weren't actually to use our weapon on our opponent." She says as she places a first aid kit on the bed and cleans my wound. All the while I observe her ink and lift her shirt. She finished wrapping my arm and sighs as a knock on the door sounds.

As I planned everything out, one my closest men walks into my office in a rush followed by Luke.

"Yes Dan."

"While Alex was being escorted to her cell...she's gone. We assume it was an ambush-"Before Dan could finish Luke was shot dead to the floor by me as I yank his collar down. There it was. A symbol of a knife.

There was only one other person who knew where exactly Alex was headed.

"He will serve as an example of a traitor" With that I direct another man to clean my floor and discuss my plans with the rest of my men at once.

We had a ceremony to waylay with only one target.