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.

risk was worth it, mate," he replied, his voice turning huskier and laced

to abandon all

I murmured under my breath,

my emotions in check. "I'll arrange for you to return to your realm and

through my thoughts, making me look up at him in surprise. "I won't return without you.

My people need me." It wasn't just an excuse it was the truth. I couldn't leave until my purpose here was fulfilled

had gotten. Very close. So close that the warmth of his body enveloped me, and his intoxicating scent began to cloud

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

him, frustration lacing my voice. Why did he insist on

his tone resolute. Before I could respond, he pulled me into his arms, and

it was undeniable and the shared gasp that escaped

plan to ignore this? I want you with me, mate." His demand carried the unmistakable 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 chest, trying to free myself from his hold, but

his expression and voice both. "What do

I am," I sighed, disappointment weighing

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

the only thing

realize

remarry and give our son a stepmother. How dare you proclaim your love for me after all of