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, his intense gaze

conviction, was enough to make my resolve waver. My heart screamed to abandon all inhibitions and run into his arms. How long was I going to survive if he kept

under my breath, earning a

I said with a sigh, trying to keep my emotions in check. "I'll arrange for you to return to your realm and

through my thoughts, making me look up at him

No!" I replied, my shock evident. "I can't leave the Lunar Realm. My people need 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

close he had gotten. Very close. So close that the warmth of his body enveloped me,

ready to leap into his arms and revel in the warmth of

challenged him, frustration lacing my voice. Why did he insist on complicating my life further? "You don't

mate," he declared, his tone resolute. Before I could respond, he pulled me into his arms, and the touch was enough to ignite the magic

and the shared gasp that escaped our

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.

his expression and voice both.

I am," I sighed, disappointment weighing heavy in

eyes searching mine as if trying to piece together a

the only thing

to realize

"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 in my