Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 624 Keep Your Hands To Yourself

I sat on the edge of the guest room bed, glancing around. Everything here felt so familiar, yet at the same time, it felt like I didn't belong. What had happened in such a short time that made me feel so lost in what was once my home? Or... was it even my home anymore? I let out a sigh, still wrestling with the unanswered questions swirling in my mind.

Zander left for the pack office to handle some work with Maddox, and Blair took Austin with her. As if things couldn't get more complicated, I discovered that my father, stepmother, and half-sister were also here when I returned. Now, I had to live with them in the pack house as well.

To my shock, none of them remembered me-not even my own father. To make matters worse, they all seemed to despise me the moment Zander introduced me as his mate. Their resentment stemmed from their desire for Anne to be with the alpha king instead.

What luck I had.

Slumping back onto the bed, I stared blankly at the ceiling, trying to quiet my thoughts. Suddenly, a heavy knock on the door jolted me upright. I blinked at the sound, hesitating for a moment before standing up. Another knock came, louder this time, making me frown in curiosity. Who could be here to see me?

I walked to the door and opened it with anticipation. As the door swung open, Zander's intense gaze met mine, his enchanting presence filling the space between us.

"Alpha?!" I furrowed my brows in confusion, surprised to see him at this late hour. "What's wrong?" I asked, watching as he strode into the room without hesitation.

His sharp gaze roamed around the space before he turned to face me, his expression unreadable. "Why are you staying here?" he demanded, his tone laced with the unmistakable authority of an alpha. "Where else am I supposed to stay?" I asked, growing more perplexed. Did he not want me here because his fiancée was also living under the same roof?

"You're not supposed to stay in the guest room," he stated firmly, his voice steady and resolute.

"I'm a guest, so it makes sense for me to stay in the guest room," I replied, tilting my head as I tried to decipher the intent behind his words.

my mate," he declared, his tone leaving no room for argument. "You will stay

can I stay in your room?" I murmured, nervously

stepped closer, his piercing gaze locked onto my lips. Slowly, he raised his hand, his thumb pressing gently against my bottom lip, freeing it from the torment of

living in my room?" he asked, his voice calm but steady. His thumb lingered

softly,

my irritation. Was he seriously pretending not to know

like me staying in your room, snapped, rolling my eyes at his feigned ignorance. I pulled my face away from his

don't have a fiancée," he growled, his jaw tightening and his brows knitting together in

Liar.

next month," I retorted, crossing

shook his

no intention of marrying anyone else but you,"

only he remembered that we were

grinned smugly at his

that he forgot us-he will always choose us,' she announced with pride in my mind. And honestly, I couldn't

the mystery of the Dark Alpha. After that, I had to return

can't stay in your room," I said, my gaze shifting away from his

his tone