Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 604

Chapter 604 Missing Piece Of Puzzle *Zander*

"Dad! Look what I found in your drawer!" Austin exclaimed as he bounded into the room, holding up a scarf.

I took it from his hands, examining it closely, trying to recall how it could have ended up in my drawer. But no matter how much I searched my memory, I couldn't place it.

"Whose scarf is it?" he asked again, his curiosity unrelenting.

"It might be your grandmother's," I replied thoughtfully, still turning it over in my hands.

"Nope! I asked her already, and she said it's not hers either," Austin countered with a confident shake of his head.

"Okay, then it might belong to your Aunt Blair," I said, laughing at his determination. He nodded, pursing his lips with a sense of accomplishment, as though he had just solved a grand mystery.

"Well, case solved, Sherlock Holmes!" I teased, handing the scarf back to him.

Austin giggled as he grabbed it, tugging playfully to pull it from my hand. Yet, as he did, a strange tugging sensation echoed in my chest. Something about this scarf felt... familiar. But for the life of me, I couldn't pinpoint why or whose it was. Before I could dwell on the feeling, Anne stepped into the room, smiling warmly at Austin and me. Her father followed closely behind.

"Anne," Austin said with a bright smile.

without hesitation, Austin followed her. He had formed a strong connection with Anne in a surprisingly short

Anne to marry me. At first,

married to my childhood friend. After that, it felt like everything had vanished in a blur, leaving me with no recollection of her at all. It was as though she had been erased, not just from my mind but from everyone else's too. No one in my family

authority. "I have made all the preparations for your and Anne's marriage

feelings about this

strange sensation prickled at the back of my neck. It was as if someone was watching me. My gaze shifted, scanning the space around me. My heart skipped a beat as,

Those eyes-amid all the

the

piercing through the fog of my waking life with an intensity that defied explanation. They vanished almost as quickly as they appeared, leaving me questioning whether I had imagined

by a sudden urgency, I strode toward the corner where I thought I had seen them. My steps quickened as I reached out, my eyes searching desperately. But there was nothing there. Just emptiness. Emptiness, much

Alpha King?" Alpha Albert asked, his confusion evident

to ease the tension building inside me. "Go ahead with the preparations.

with the looming,

of

Alpha." My

veiled within my

Dark Alpha-an enigma cloaked in shadows-remained a relentless threat to our kind. No one had ever seen his face or

King," Albert replied, concern lacing his voice. "But Damon has threatened to abduct Anne. I fear for her safety.

the death of his father, he had become the new terror of the werewolf