Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 504

Chapter 504 Royal Introduction *Selena*

"Arabella?!" The hot Greek God gasped, his sculpted features contorted with astonishment as his eyes locked onto mine.

I found myself momentarily frozen, unable to tear my gaze away from his intense, bright blue eyes. There was something captivating about him, something that made me feel both exhilarated and strangely familiar, even though I was certain we had never met before. "Selena?!" Lola's voice rang out, with a deep throat-clearing voice in the background that made us come out of our trance, breaking through the hazy bubble that had formed around the mysterious stranger.

She hurried to my side, her eyes wide with bewilderment as she took in the scene before her. Her gaze darted between me and the striking stranger, clearly searching for answers. She turned to me, her voice filled with confusion, "Who is Arabella?"

Her words only added to the whirlwind of confusion that had enveloped me. I was just as perplexed as Lola as to why this stranger was addressing me by a name that wasn't mine.

Before I could respond, a commanding voice boomed through the air, demanding the stranger's attention, and Zander's intimidating figure appeared next to me.

"Prince Damon! Will you release her?" He demanded, his tone carrying authority and power and his annoyance palpable.

It was then that I realized the stranger, whom I now knew as Prince Damon, was still holding me in his arms.

Prince Damon's amusement faded as he registered Alpha Zander's words. He slowly released his grip on me, his gaze turning from playful to more serious. Alpha Zander, with his cold expression and furrowed brow, stepped forward, standing intimidatingly by my side. "You are mistaken, Prince Damon," Alpha Zander stated firmly, his voice tinged with a hint of warning. "You must be confusing her with someone else."

A smirk played on Prince Damon's lips as he glanced at me, seemingly amused by the situation.

"Really? You're not Arabella?" He asked, his tone teasing.

I swallowed nervously, feeling a wave of shyness wash over me.

"No, sir," I replied softly, my voice tinged with timidity. "My name is Selena."

"Too bad. A beautiful girl like you should be named Arabella," Prince Damon declared, his gaze unwavering as it remained fixed on my face.

His words left me momentarily speechless, unsure of how to respond to such a statement. The tension in the air became even more palpable, exacerbated by the presence of Alpha Zander, whose cold aura seemed to intensify in response to Prince Damon's remark. Feeling the weight of the awkwardness that hung in the air, I stumbled over my words, desperately searching for an excuse to escape the uncomfortable situation.

"I... Um... excuse me," I managed to mutter, my voice laced with unease.

I turned to leave, hoping to find solace in the distance between us.

However, Prince Damon's voice cut through the air, stopping me in my tracks.

"Wait, you didn't introduce yourself," he called out, his tone curious yet filled with an underlying charm.

whether to continue walking or acknowledge his

respond, Alpha Zander interjected, attempting to fill in

I panicked, not wanting to let him

Zander, I interjected firmly, "I am Luna Avery's

furrowed in surprise at my

his eyes narrowing slightly. "I thought

a hint of curiosity as if he had expected a different answer. I couldn't help but snort in disbelief, my amusement mingling with a touch

I replied curtly, the weight of my words

I turned to leave, Prince Damon's voice reached my ears once

for my name, angel," he called out, his

step forward, a confident smile gracing his lips. His hand extended gracefully to his sides, gesturing to himself as if presenting his regal presence. The air seemed

sense of pride that befit his royal status. The weight of his words settled in the air, emphasizing the significance of his lineage

sheer presence. He stood tall, towering above most with an aura of strength and dominance. Every line of his sculpted

eyes held an

of

was truly magical. The contrast of his dark blonde hair against

that emanated from him.

magnetic pull that Prince Damon possessed, a combination of his physical presence, his royal lineage, and the enigmatic allure that seemed to surround him. Anyone would be drawn to his charming

nod of appreciation, his eyes lingering on me

gaze fixed on me. There was

his throat, drawing

tone indicating a need for focus. "Let's go to the celebration grounds. We have organized a grand

Zander's suggestion. He then turned his attention

at the party, Selena," he said with a warm

bowed once again,

Damon," I replied politely, even though I knew I had no intention of attending the party. It wasn't my

they left, I turned

make another soup for Luna Avery and see to the arrangements inside the kitchen." I suggested. As my cover, I had to

come to the party?" She asked, concern etched in her

head, my determination

those parties.

nodded understandingly and went off to

sounds of the party

music blasted through the speakers and laughter echoed throughout the pack house. From the kitchen, I could faintly hear the cheering and excitement of the pack members. It

the royal guests were escorted to their designated rooms. The house fell into a silence that contrasted sharply with the previous