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.

belonged to Alexander. However, he held onto her fiercely. Alexander was her mate, a bond ordained by the Moon Goddess-a sacred connection that transcended

by the Moon Goddess," Alexander challenged, his voice laced with determination. "So,

know," Arabella stammered, her mind a whirlwind of confusion. She grappled with the inexplicable

of remorse tainting his words. "If I had been there, I would have found you before Zephyr did, and you would have been with me in my

had been deliberate, as though Zephyr had foreseen the arrival of Alexander's fated mate at the ball. Alexander

weren't there, and Zephyr was. Now, I am married to him," Arabella's voice

asked abruptly, his

answer. She felt lost and speechless, uncertain if her presence beside Zephyr was rooted in love for him

them, he refrained from advancing intimately while he could sense her body's response nestled in his arms. This act touched the deepest

As Arabella remained silent,

Alexander spoke with conviction,

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my desire to spend my life by your side," he confessed

chance to prove my love,"

resistance 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

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 sincerity

me," he whispered, prompting Arabella's eyes to snap open. Her intentions became evident to him. The mere thought of his demise plunged Arabella into an abyss of intense pain, rendering her breathless and tears streaming down

a reaction had never occurred when Zephyr touched or kissed her. "Don't deny it, Arabella. You feel what I feel," he murmured, his

thoughts. Her inner wolf yearned to claim their mate. All rational thoughts dissipated as Alexander nibbled at her marking spot. A fiery sensation engulfed her, her initial urge to push him away transformed into a yearning to pull him closer. Breaking away, Alexander locked eyes with Arabella, finding in her gaze the same