Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

"Thank you for coming," Alexander murmured, his unwavering gaze fixed upon his mate. He had called her to the furthest reaches of the forest, beyond the borders of Zephyr's kingdom. Beside them, the river flowed gently, the sun casting its final hues across the horizon,

Chapter 560 Fighting For Love heralding the impending dusk.

"I... I had to come, but please, let's talk first," Arabella whispered, her voice laced with nervousness as her hands found support upon his broad shoulders. Each touch was akin to brushing against a blaze; a forbidden heat coursed through her, delivering a sensation that brought her more pleasure than pain.

"Alright," he responded firmly, his stare unyielding upon her.

"Um, could you... please release me and maintain some distance?" Arabella attempted to squirm out of his embrace.

"Why? We can still converse like this," he rebuffed, refusing to relinquish his hold.

"But... it's wrong," she gasped, her breaths growing more labored.

"No, it isn't. You are my mate," he growled, his voice resonating with authority.

"I am bound in marriage to King Zephyr," she panted breathlessly.

"That was a mistake, and we will correct it," he asserted, his words resolute.

Arabella gasped at Alexander's fearless declaration as her wide eyes watched him with fear.

"No, we can't do this. No one will accept it, it's wrong," she protested, though the haze clouding her mind made it challenging to distinguish right from wrong.

wrong, and Zephyr should release her after knowing she belonged to Alexander. However, he held onto her fiercely. Alexander was her mate, a bond ordained by

it's a mistake by the Moon Goddess," Alexander challenged, his voice laced with determination. "So, you think

I don't know," Arabella stammered, her mind a whirlwind of confusion. She grappled with the inexplicable twists of destiny that had entangled her

present at the mating ball," Alexander confessed, a sense of remorse tainting his words. "If I had been there, I would have found you before Zephyr did, and you

Zephyr summoning him, forbidding his attendance at the Mating Ball. At times, he pondered if it had been deliberate, as though Zephyr had foreseen the arrival of Alexander's fated mate at the ball. Alexander hadn't intended to seek a mate, yet, an inexplicable force had driven him to contemplate attending the ball, but the conflict with his step-brother had disrupted his plans, preventing

I am married to him," Arabella's voice quivered with remorse, her inner wolf yearning to acknowledge the mate bond over the

love him?" Alexander asked abruptly, his voice turning

speechless, uncertain if her presence beside Zephyr was rooted in love for him or merely the consequence of their marriage. Zephyr had never shown concern for Arabella's emotions, never inquired

he sought her wishes and desires. He didn't impose himself upon her. Despite the sacred connection between them, he refrained from advancing intimately while he could sense her body's response nestled in his arms. This act touched the deepest recesses

As Arabella remained silent,

Alexander spoke with conviction,

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and my desire to spend my life by your side," he confessed firmly, prompting an

me the chance to prove

slowly crumbling. Her body and heart seemed to succumb to the powerful pull of the

me," she pleaded, her breath hitched in her chest, her eyes shut tight as she grappled with the overwhelming emotions engulfing her in

I can't let you go away from me," Alexander confessed, anguish resonating in his voice. "You are my mate, my everything. Without you, I am incomplete," he spoke, his words laden with heartfelt

Arabella into an abyss of intense pain, rendering her breathless and tears streaming down her cheeks. "No!" she cried out,

a tenderness that sent goosebumps racing across Arabella's entire body. Such a reaction had never occurred when Zephyr touched or kissed her. "Don't deny it, Arabella. You feel what I feel," he murmured, his embrace tightening around her, drawing

her marking spot. A fiery sensation engulfed her, her initial urge