Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 590 Ancient Wolf *Selena*

"Why are you crying for our enemy? He tried to kill me, and so he had to die," Damon growled, his voice strained from the impact of Selena's powerful blow.

"No!" I roared, my eyes flashing with a mix of pain and fury. "He doesn't deserve death. It's you who will pay for killing my Zander!" my scream echoed through the room as I unleashed another devastating strike, sending Damon hurtling across the room to crash against a distant wall.

"I can't believe you would defend him over me. I am your mate, and yet you choose to protect our enemy," Damon snarled, struggling to rise to his feet amidst the wreckage.

"No!" my voice boomed, my entire demeanor now a terrifying force of vengeance. "I have loved only one man my entire life, and when will you understand that it's not you!" my words were a declaration, punctuated by the raw power of my attacks as I closed in on Damon

once more.

"Then you are a fool, Selena. If you had chosen me, I would have let you live. But you chose death. Perhaps we'll meet in the next life," Damon smirked wickedly and summoned his golden trident, which appeared in his right hand. "Goodbye, Selena!" he whispered sternly, his stony gaze fixed upon me, before aiming the weapon at me.

"Not so soon, Zephyr!" Arena's voice echoed, and the next moment I felt my entire being start glowing, emitting a brilliant golden light. Arena overtook me.

Damon instinctively raised his arm to shield his eyes as the glow intensified, fearing he would be blinded.

Suddenly, my body lifted into the air, and the entire underground temple trembled, rising towards the earth's surface.

ceased, Damon cautiously opened his eyes, only to be confronted by a sight that

in disbelief as Arena revealed herself hovering over me. The two figures appeared inseparable, not two individual entities but one-a phenomenon that could only mean Arena was... "The ancient wolf!" Damon gasped with

stood the embodiment of an ancient prophecy, which foretold the

true," Damon muttered in shock,

Damon, or should I say Warlock King Zephyr," Arena snarled, her voice reverberating through the ancient temple. Damon visibly trembled, his arrogance shaken by the presence of the powerful entity before him. "You... you can't do anything to me," Damon

it," Arena challenged, her voice echoing with authority and determination. Damon, however, seemed determined to make a final stand. He lifted his

stood there,

suddenly sprang into action. With a speed that defied human. comprehension, Arena closed the distance between them in an instant. Her movements were fluid yet powerful, reminiscent of

barely managed to summon his own dark energies in defense. He conjured swirling shadows and launched them toward Arena, attempting to

of malevolent

with uncanny foresight, effortlessly evading or dispersing the shadowy tendrils with a flick

and revenge. With each dodge and parry,

Damon realized he couldn't overpower the ancient wolf with his own abilities. Arena's strength seemed insurmountable. However, in the

the

whispered incantation,

that flowed through him. Shadows coalesced around him, wrapping him in a shroud of darkness. He blended seamlessly into