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.

When the trembling finally ceased, Damon cautiously opened his eyes, only to be confronted by a sight that shocked him to

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

prophecy, which foretold the reincarnation of the ancient wolf

true," Damon muttered in shock,

for it, 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 managed to utter, though his voice faltered with fear as Arena's form

determination. Damon, however, seemed determined to make a final stand. He lifted his golden trident and pointed it threateningly at Arena and Selena. "You can't touch me because I won't let you live another second,"

stood there,

a speed that defied human. comprehension, Arena closed the distance between them in an instant. Her

dark energies in defense. He conjured swirling shadows and launched them toward Arena, attempting to ensnare

web of malevolent

anticipated his every move with uncanny foresight, effortlessly evading or dispersing the shadowy tendrils with a flick

hawk eying its prey, her golden eyes gleaming with anger and revenge. With each dodge and parry, she seemed to be studying Damon's tactics, understanding his strengths and weaknesses with a predator's

the ancient wolf with his own abilities. Arena's strength seemed insurmountable. However, in the chaos of their fierce confrontation, a crumbling

the

incantation, he

him, wrapping him in a shroud of darkness. He blended seamlessly into the