Bloodlines of Betrayal-Chapter 44: part S2: Mafia Deal

Tittle : Bloodlines of Betrayal S2 - Celestia's Ascension

Written By : Reviline James Wang

Genre : Paranormal Romance | Alpha Werewolf | Billionaire | Vampire | Family Drama | Rumors | Mafia

Part 24: New Chaos, New Allies

The weight of the crown felt heavier than ever before. Celestia Moonviel sat upon her throne, staring out over the kingdom she had fought so hard to reclaim. Her fingers grazed the intricate designs on the armrests, but her mind was miles away, caught between the demands of ruling a fractured world and the ever-growing chaos threatening her reign.

"Queen Celestia," her advisor, an ancient vampire named Eldrin, said in his low voice, bringing her back to reality. "The vampire lords are restless. There's talk of rebellion, and the underworld."

"Is always in turmoil," she interrupted, not looking at him. Her thoughts were elsewhere, darker, drawn to the danger she couldn't escape. "Any word on that new player, the one from the shadows?"

Eldrin hesitated. "The one who claims to be the rightful king of vampires, Lucian Devereaux?"

Celestia's eyes narrowed. "He's more than just talk. There's something in the way he speaks... something ancient, something personal."

Eldrin nodded gravely. "Indeed. And there's one more thing, Your Majesty."

Her patience wore thin. "What is it?"

"A report from Lyra. She says the mafia... Dante 'The Shadow' Moretti... has set his sights on you."

Celestia's brow arched. "The mafia? That mafia?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. Apparently, you've made quite an impression on him. Though," Eldrin added, with a flicker of amusement, "his interests seem less about threats and more about... an unusual favor."

Celestia leaned forward, intrigued but wary. "A favor? And what might that be?"

The Mafia Deal

Dante Moretti leaned back in his chair, watching Celestia with a knowing smile. The large office he sat in reeked of wealth and power-everything that came with controlling the supernatural underworld. His gold tooth gleamed in the low light as he spun a coin in his fingers, never taking his eyes off the Queen.

"So, Your Majesty," Dante drawled, his voice as smooth as velvet, "I believe we have an understanding."

Celestia, her arms crossed, sat across from him, trying to maintain a dignified composure. "If by 'understanding,' you mean that I accidentally stepped into your territory and broke a sacred mafia code, then yes. I suppose we do."

Dante smirked. "Accident or not, you're in my world now, and as the saying goes.'When in Rome...'"

"Except this is not Rome, Moretti," Celestia shot back, her voice laced with a sarcastic bite. "This is my kingdom, and I don't take kindly to threats."

"Relax, Your Majesty," Dante replied, putting up his hands in mock surrender. "I'm not threatening you. I'm offering you a deal. Work for me, and you get to keep your pretty little head attached to your shoulders."

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Celestia tilted her head, clearly amused. "And what, pray tell, would that entail? Robbing a bank? Assassinating someone?"

Dante chuckled, almost as if she'd said something amusing. "Oh, nothing so boring. I need you to babysit my nephew."

Silence.

Celestia blinked twice. "Did you just say... babysit?"

"Yep," Dante said, completely unphased by the incredulity in her voice. "My nephew is a hybrid-half-vampire, half-werewolf and he's a menace. High energy. No discipline. Needs someone with your... skills to keep him in check."

"You want me, Queen of the Vampires, the most feared woman in the supernatural world... to babysit your hybrid nephew?" Celestia asked, incredulity written all over her face.

Dante just grinned. "Exactly. If you can survive that, you can survive anything."

Draven, who had been silent up until now, let out a startled laugh. "You can't be serious. Celestia, babysitting? This is rich."

Celestia, her head in her hands, groaned. "This is not how I planned my day to go."

Unintended Chaos

After a brief exchange, Celestia found herself stepping into Dante's luxurious mansion, her eyes narrowing as she took in the chaos. She was here to "babysit" a seven-year-old hybrid vampire-werewolf named Nico.

The moment she stepped into the playroom, her sharp senses were assaulted by the sound of laughter, screams, and the unmistakable sound of destruction. There, in the center of the room, was Nico-an absolute force of nature. He had dark hair that matched Dante's, and a mischievous glint in his eyes that made Celestia's blood run cold.

"Hello, Queenie!" Nico chirped, leaping up from his pile of broken toys and darting toward her.

Before Celestia could react, he zipped past her, pulling on her long cloak as he zoomed around the room at lightning speed, laughing maniacally.

"Just so we're clear," Celestia muttered to herself, glaring at Draven, who was watching her with an almost too entertained expression. "I didn't sign up for this."

Draven chuckled. "You should've known, love. No one escapes the mafia without a little chaos."

Nico, now perched on Celestia's shoulder, grinned. "I'll be good! I swear!" Then, in the next instant, he flipped her crown off her head and tossed it into the fish tank.

Celestia blinked, her expression stone-cold. "Dante will pay for that."

A Darker Threat Looms

Meanwhile, in the shadows, Lucian Devereaux watched the entire scene unfold through a secret monitor hidden in the corner of Dante's mansion. His piercing gaze followed every movement of Celestia, Draven, and Nico with keen interest.

"If she thinks babysitting this child is her biggest problem," Lucian murmured to himself, "she's in for a surprise."

He wasn't the only one watching. The vampire king's true intentions were far darker than anyone realized, and as he prepared to make his move, the prophecy surrounding Celestia's bloodline began to stir once again.

To Be Continued...