Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 600

Chapter 600 Forget Her *Zander*

My wolf, Lyon, was as restless as I was without our mate. It had been almost a week, and there was no word from Selena-no message, no news, nothing. The Lunar Realm was hidden from the eyes of other shifters, accessible only to immortals, which left me in unbearable uncertainty. Every day, I waited, hoping that tomorrow would bring some sign of her, some contact. But as the days passed, the unease in my heart only grew stronger, gnawing at me like an unstoppable storm.

Austin missed his mother terribly, his innocent questions piercing my resolve. There was no way Selena would willingly stay away from our son. She loved him too much. Whatever was keeping her away, I knew it wasn't by her choice. A dark determination filled me if anyone in the Lunar Realm had harmed her, I would destroy the entire realm myself to get her back.

But anger alone wouldn't bring her home. The only way to find out what had happened to my mate was to reach out to the one person who might know something: the High Priestess. With that singular focus, I made my way to the Moon Goddess temple, hoping against hope that it would hold the answers I so desperately sought.

"High Priestess!" I shouted as I ascended the steps of the Moon Goddess temple, my voice echoing through the sacred halls.

"High Priestess!" Each call grew louder, my frustration boiling over.

I didn't have to wait long. The High Priestess herself appeared, stepping out of the temple with a serene expression that only deepened my irritation. Her calm demeanor felt like mockery in the face of my turmoil. "What's wrong, Alpha King?" she asked softly, her tone feigning innocence.

It didn't work on me.

my voice laced with a threatening edge, daring her to challenge

she belongs," she replied curtly, her calm response only adding fuel to my already burning

with authority. "My pack and my

air between us grew heavy as I glared at her, daring her to deny my

Priestess bowed her head, a gesture of submission that was customary in the werewolf community when an Alpha King demanded something. Yet, her words

she began, her voice softer now, almost hesitant. "But

snapped the last thread of my patience. Fury coursed through my veins, and

forget us? Did she decide she didn't want to return home? Why

High Priestess straightened

has Chosen to stay there and start a new life. After all, she is the descendant of the Moon Goddess, and

King."

I didn't believe any of her words. I knew my mate-she loved me, and there was

herself. She

King, please try

her hand, indicating everything happening around us, "was decided long before the day she was born. I am her mother, but I had to leave her because she was destined to be the savior of the Lunar Realm. If she resides there, no one would dare to think of disturbing the realm, and its existence