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-I could hurt them. I could kill them all, but not you. If it were up to me, you'd never see a drop of your own blood again.–

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Destiny is an unpredictable force that no one can control. 

This is especially true for Tyler, a homeless omega who lives in shelters and works odd jobs to get by. 

When a rogue Alpha attempts to kill him, Tyler's life takes a turn for the worse. 

However, things get even more complicated when Sasha, an Alpha, and powerful figure in the mafia, takes an interest in him.

Despite Tyler's reservations, he is forced into an arrangement with Sasha, and over time his initial distrust begins to fade.

But their relationship is tested when the rogue Alpha reappears, revealing secrets that threaten to tear them apart.

Caught in the middle, Tyler and Sasha must choose between confronting the demons of their past or risking everything they've built together.

His Mafia Prince

But Tyler, when I ask him later that night, is perplexed.

"Looking for something?" he parrots blankly.

"Gloria and I thought you might have an idea of what they were looking for."

"You thought I might have an idea what they were looking for?" His brow wrinkles, and there's a change in his attitude. "Sasha," he says carefully, "honey. You can't really think I've been working with the Irish?"

I let out a short laugh, although I'm coming to the end of my tether with all these paranoia insinuations. "Of course not," I say sharply, and then add, "I'm not accusing you of anything."

"Then…why do you think I might know something?"

I recount my conversation with Gloria. He looks doubtful, but less worried about my mental state when I finish.

"Well, I have no idea what they might be looking for, sorry. Money?"

Take Pity on An Invalid, Angel