Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 543 Where Is My Son *Zander*

I had a son?

When did it happen?

The very idea seemed surreal, and my mind raced to comprehend this unexpected revelation. As far as I knew, I hadn't been in a sexual relationship after Selena. The pieces of the puzzle started to fall into place, and it could only mean one thing - she had run away with my pup and hidden the truth from me.

"What's your explanation, Selena?" I demanded, my voice trembling with fury and my heart aching from her betrayal. Just when I believed I could trust her again, she had shattered my trust once more.

Selena swallowed, her guilt apparent in her demeanor. "I... I was about to tell you," she stammered, her voice quivering with apprehension.

"When?" I shouted, my anger surfacing like a tidal wave. "When were you going to tell me?! Every time I thought you had changed, and I could trust you, I would find something that made me believe you were about to run away again this time. What is your purpose, Selena? Why are you here?" I accused, my words dripping with venom.

"You know, Zander, why I am here," she replied, her voice trembling with nervousness. "Trust me, I was about to tell you about our son. I... I hid this information from you because I thought you didn't want him, and I was scared," she confessed, her admission laying bare the guilt she had been carrying. She was caught red-handed, her betrayal leaving a bitter taste in my mouth.

I stood there, my anger burning like a blazing fire. "I do not want my son?! Are you serious?" I roared, and the room trembled as if unable to withstand the fierce, angry aura that emanated from me. It had always been known how much I longed for a son, and now, the truth had hit me like a sledgehammer.

I gritted my teeth, glaring at her with an intensity that could pierce steel. "Everyone knows how much I crave to have a son, and I had not known all those years that I really had a son."

Selena, her eyes filled with pleading desperation, tried to explain herself. "Zander, I am sorry. I didn't hurt you intentionally. It was not my intention for you to find out about it like this." Her innocence, usually endearing, only added to my frustration.

Maddox intervened, sensing the volatile atmosphere in the room. "What happened, Zander? Tell me what's wrong?" He was a stalwart presence, stepping in to shield Selena from my mounting anger.

My gaze shifted to Maddox, and I exhaled heavily. "The vampire king has kidnapped my son," I confessed, my voice laced with a dangerous edge. "He wants me to release his son in exchange, but I don't trust him."

"You are right, Alpha. We can't trust the Vampire king. Vampires are cunning and wicked," Maddox agreed, his voice carrying the weight of concern.

I pondered for a moment, my mind racing with thoughts and plans.

am going to make a deal with him," I announced, my tone resolute. Maddox nodded in

me come with you." Selena's plea hung in the air, her voice trembling

"No way, Selena. I had already trusted you, and now you have broken it twice. I could never trust you again. You have lost your chance," I gritted

too. Please trust me. We have to do it together to save our son," she insisted,

as he had always done. "It will be easier to track your son if she is with us. She is his mother, and a mother knows her child better," he advised, making a

can come with us," I allowed, acknowledging that Maddox

and couldn't forgive

our way to the prison where we had incarcerated Damon, the vampire prince. The air inside was heavy, and the faint scent of dampness filled my nostrils. When we reached his cell, I wasted no time in confronting him. "What's your father's plan, Damon?" I demanded, my voice laced with anger and impatience. The

to feign innocence,

stand the

I growled, my patience wearing thin. "Your father has kidnapped my son. I will

and I fought the urge to lash out. "Yes, my son," I replied firmly, my voice steely

I don't know about your son, and I have no knowledge of my father's actions. He didn't inform me of

breath to calm the storm of emotions within me. When I opened

was wearing thin, and anger pulsed through me like

as I fought

at me to punch Damon square in the face, but

as he pleaded desperately, "Selena, trust me. I don't know anything about your child. If I had known,

at me, her voice tinged with frustration.

the cell door. I needed to distance myself

desperate voice called out from behind me, halting my

from my father's possession," he said, his

but scoff at

go against your father and help me get my son back?" I sneered, my skepticism

Damon remained surprisingly calm.

I will do it for my mate, Selena," he stated, his words striking a