Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 500

Chapter 500 Alpha's Date *Selena*

As our gazes locked, a silent battle of wills unfolded. The air between us crackled with an electric tension, mirroring the intensity I had felt during our very first encounter. His piercing, icy stare bore into my soul, unyielding and unwavering.

"Are you suggesting that I should confine myself to the confines of the kitchen, my every move dictated by reports on the happenings in this pack house?" His voice resonated with authority, tinged with a hint of pride that shone in his eyes like polished steel. "As a King, I cannot be omnipresent, but I have entrusted loyal individuals who assist me in the efficient management of my pack," he declared, his tone laced with the weight of his royal responsibility. A flicker of amusement danced in my eyes as I listened to his self-assured proclamation.

"Yes, you are a King, a ruler of great stature," my tone mocked, relishing the opportunity to challenge his ego. "But it seems beneath your grand persona to engage in conversations with low-ranking members of your pack, doesn't it?" I tilted my head slightly, a mischievous smile playing at the corner of my lips. The satisfaction washed over me as I witnessed a flicker of annoyance cloud his features.

"During my time here, I held weekly meetings," I stated firmly, my voice steady and resolute. "I made it a point to keep track of each rank's status, to understand the challenges they faced. I ensured that everything ran smoothly and that every member of the pack house thrived under my care," I asserted, lifting my chin with pride.

Instead of launching a counterattack, he challenged me with a single, enigmatic question. "Then who told you to leave?" His response surprised me.

"I... I had to. I couldn't stay in your pack after your rejection," I murmured meekly, my voice barely audible as I stared at the ground, avoiding his piercing gaze.

I inhaled sharply, sensing his presence shifting closer, his presence almost suffocating.

"There is no certain rule that, after rejection, a Luna has to leave," he asserted, his voice laced with authority, breaking through the tension. But he seemed to forget that I was no longer his Luna after his rejection.

"I could not live with the murderer of my family," I snapped as anger surged within me.

"Still, you are here, standing before me in my pack house," he snorted, his voice laced with a hint of mockery. His words stung like a thousand thorns, tearing at the wounds I had tried so desperately to heal.

"I am helpless. Otherwise, I would never have returned to this pack," I bit out through gritted teeth, the fury continuing to grow through my veins.

How dare he mock me, belittle my pain and suffering?

"Helpless?! Huh!" he huffed, a mocking laugh escaping his lips. The sound grated on my ears, igniting a fire deep within me

seemed to shrink, suffocating us in its stifling atmosphere. I wasn't sure how long it would

took a step

her hand. How can you let her make breakfast for you?" Zander narrowed his eyes as he

ME AGAIN!" Zander growled,

voice. She then turned towards me. "Selena, why are you here? You could have asked someone else to

am fine, Luna Avery," I said, bowing my head slightly. "Don't worry about me. I can work properly," I assured her, as I could not sit

you sure? Listen, if you are hurt, you can tell another

my burn. "No need, Luna Avery. I am perfectly fine and capable

the pain I had endured. This minor burn could not stop me

tonight at Lakeside?" she smirked, cocking her head to

of my eyes I

hooked her arms around Zander's neck, whispering sensually and leaning on him. "Alright, Avery!" He agreed so quickly. "Now, excuse me," he untangled her arms from his neck. "I'll go shower,"

grinned, looking

smile. "I mean a perfect date night where Zander

pleasure to arrange a romantic evening for

******

the sun dipped below the horizon, casting an orange glow across the tranquil lake, I carefully arranged the table adorned with

flicker in

Freshly picked wildflowers adorned the tabletop, filling the atmosphere with a sweet fragrance.

the meticulously arranged table, I sighed in relief. Everything seemed perfect for Zander and Avery's

tablecloth, trying to smooth out any invisible lines as I felt a nervousness creeping up on me

resistance, I couldn't help but feel uneasy as I looked around

arrived

Avery, clinging to his side as

was so bold - a red sleeveless dress adorned tie

tight that

breasts