Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 615

Chapter 615 You Belong To Me

"You are very confident, Alpha King," I said, frowning at his ever-present smirk.

He chuckled, a sound that sent an unbidden flutter through my heart, betraying emotions I tried to suppress.

"I am here to ask you some questions as the Queen," I snapped fiercely, determined to maintain my composure. Yet, no matter how strong I pretended to be, he always had this unshakable power over my heart and soul.

"And I'm here to ask you some questions, too, mate," he countered, his words catching me off guard. "What questions?" I asked without thinking, my curiosity slipping through.

"You already knew I was your mate when you came to save me, didn't you?" His question left me momentarily dumbfounded.

I averted my eyes, momentarily speechless.

Of course, I know you're my mate, you stupid Alpha King, I thought inwardly, frustration simmering beneath the surface.

"And to ask this, you took such a big risk-trespassing the inter-realm, breaking rules, and putting yourself

in danger?" I questioned, lifting my chin in defiance, refusing to let him see how his presence rattled me.

it, mate," he replied, his voice turning huskier and laced with emotions. He stepped closer,

my resolve waver. My heart screamed to abandon all inhibitions and run into his arms.

murmured under my breath, earning

"I'll arrange for you to return to

voice cut through my thoughts, making me look up

me." It wasn't just an excuse it was the truth. I couldn't leave until my purpose here was fulfilled and the prophecy had come

had gotten. Very close. So

of losing control, ready to leap into his arms and revel in the warmth of his embrace around us

Alpha King," I challenged him, frustration lacing my voice. Why did he insist on complicating my

Before I could respond, he pulled me into his arms, and the touch was enough to ignite the magic of the mate

and the shared gasp that escaped

arrogance of an alpha. But despite the pull of the bond, the dull ache in my chest refused to fade the pain of knowing he'd forgotten me so easily. If fate hadn't brought us face to face, would he have ever realized he had a mate? "You don't even remember me," I whispered, my voice trembling with suppressed hurt. I pushed against his

as confusion laced his expression and voice both.

don't even remember who I am," I sighed, disappointment weighing heavy in my

me, his eyes searching mine as if trying to piece together a puzzle. After a

the only

realize

frustration boiling over. "You were going to remarry and give our son a stepmother. How dare you proclaim your love for me after all of that?" My voice trembled under the weight of the pain