Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 609 Unmasked

When I arrived at the pack house, the first thing I did was ask for Austin. Guilt gnawed at me for not giving him the time he deserved, especially when his mother was no longer in this world. But the weight of my responsibilities as the Alpha King left me with little choice. I had to protect the entire werewolf community from the growing threats of the dark alpha and the vampire, Damon.

My mother told me that Blair had put Austin to bed after ensuring he'd finished his dinner. I didn't ask about Alpha Albert and Anne, but my mother mentioned they had left earlier in the evening as Alpha Albert had some urgency in his pack. I didn't press further and made my way to my room.

After a warm shower and changing into fresh clothes, I sat by the window, letting the cool night air soothe my restless mind. My gaze shifted to the moon, its soft light casting a calming glow. But as I stared at it, something strange happened it felt like the moon turned into a mirror, reflecting the face of that mysterious woman.

Who was she? And why couldn't I forget her?

I ran a hand through my hair, trying to make sense of why she felt so familiar. Could it be possible she was my... mate?!

The thought hit me like cold water poured over my head, jolting me awake from a deep slumber. But I couldn't be certain. At that time, Lyon had been blocked, and I couldn't sense the mate bond.

'I could feel you,' Lyon's voice resonated in my head through our mind link. 'I wish I could have helped you and seen that lady. She must be special if you're thinking about her this much.'

'Yes, she was something,' I admitted. 'I feel like she came to help me, to save me because she knew me. But why couldn't I recognize her?'

'So, it means you're not going to marry Anne?' he asked, leaving me speechless.

king's wedding? That a mysterious woman I'd only seen for a fleeting second was the reason I was considering breaking the wedding?! I hadn't even confirmed if she was real

still don't feel the bond with

wedding while Mother kept pressuring me to

*Selena*

in the air, their voices rising in reverence as they hailed me. They bowed deeply, clasping their hands together, gazing at me with an intensity that made

her expression calm and reassuring. She nodded, silently urging me to proceed. Taking a deep breath, I raised my hand, sweeping it gently over the crowd,

moments, however, were beyond my

almost overwhelming. Closing my eyes, I reached out and placed my hand gently on the boy's head. Warmth spread from my fingertips, and when I opened my eyes, the boy stood upright, his wounds healed, his vitality restored. A gasp of astonishment swept through the crowd. I didn't fully understand how it happened. Perhaps it was the piece of the Moon Goddess in me, carried as her descendant, that made this miracle possible. One by one, people approached, seeking blessings or sharing their burdens. I listened to their pleas, offering them the solace and solutions they sought. Each left

wish to be with my mate and son. The irony was not lost on me; I could grant miracles for others, but not

was time for me to go to the temple-my

round mat wrapped in soft silk cloth. Devotees gathered around me, clasping their hands in prayer and chanting

emotions bore down on me, and I felt a sharp ache building

as the priestesses poured holy water, milk, and scattered flowers over me, along with

patiently for the rituals to conclude. Once finished, I was offered a selection of delicious food prepared by the temple cooks. The food was flavorful and satisfying, and after I had eaten, the remaining portions

the ceremonies were over, and I could return to the

inside my chamber I locked the door and quickly shed my clothes, changing into a white silk nightgown. Its smooth fabric felt cool against my skin. In this realm, everything around me seemed to be drenched in white, as if all the vibrant colors of life had been drained away,