Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 637 Chapter 637 Under His Control

I swear I saw the possessiveness swirling in his blue orbs as he stepped closer.

"As you wish, mate," Zander's voice turned husky, his possessive eyes raking over me as he grabbed my wrist and led me to the training area.

By now, everyone had gathered around the practice area where their alpha was going to train me.

Meeting his eyes with confidence, I grabbed the hem of my white top and was about to pull it over my head when he grabbed my hand.

"Don't!" he ordered sharply. "You can practise in these clothes."

I smirked. Two could play this game, Alpha.

He didn't bother covering himself in front of the hungry eyes of the she-wolves, yet he wanted me to stay modest. Such a hypocrite.

"But my clothes will get muddy," I pouted, letting my voice drop just enough to hint at the mischief dancing in my mind.

"They won't," Zander replied curtly, his gaze narrowing. "I'll be careful."

Oh, my Alpha-pretending not to care but still caring. It was adorable, really.

"So," I murmured, tilting my head and letting my fingers trail lazily along my waist, "what's the first move, Alpha?"

His eyes darkened, the playful spark fading into something more primal, more possessive. His chest expanded with a slow inhale as he stepped closer, towering over me, his shadow swallowing me whole. "Defense," he said simply, his voice husky, a delicious rumble that sent a shiver racing down my spine. "Defense," I echoed, my lips curling into a teasing smile. "You think I need to defend myself from you?" "No," he replied, his tone low and dangerous. "But from anyone foolish enough to try and take what's mine."

Before I could respond, his hands shot out, gripping my wrists with just enough force to command but never hurt. "First rule," he murmured, his eyes locked on mine, "never let your guard down."

His touch was electric, his thumbs brushing against my pulse points, making my breath hitch. I could feel the power coiled in his muscles, restrained but oh-so-potent, and it sent heat pooling low in my belly. "You're distracted," he pointed out, leaning in so close that I could feel the warmth of his breath fanning over my face.

"Wonder why," I managed to say, my voice weaker than I wanted.

was a devastating mix of arrogance and desire.

I could process his command, he twisted me effortlessly, pulling my back flush against his chest. His arm snaked around my waist, anchoring me to him, while his other hand

free," he whispered, his lips brushing the shell of my ear, making my knees go

steady thrum of his heartbeat, the

got, mate?" he teased, his

this. The challenge, the closeness, the way I couldn't quite decide if I wanted

a self-defense move I'd vaguely remembered, and tried to stomp on his foot. He anticipated it, of course, sidestepping smoothly and pulling me closer, so close I could

murmured, his voice lower now, his lips dangerously close

glare at

in his chest sent a fresh wave of heat coursing through me. "You're mine," he said, his tone possessive and unyielding.

one else gets to touch you," I countered, tilting

asked, his voice a low, rough rasp as he released my wrists, stepping back just enough to let the

chest rising and falling rapidly-not just from the training but from the sheer

am?" I admitted boldly, my tone a mix of challenge and defiance. My words seemed to fuel the fire in his smirk, which deepened,

thick with certainty. "You don't need to

shot out, gripping my elbow and pulling me closer with a commanding strength that sent a shiver down my spine. My palms fell against the hard planes

all yours," he

to feel to see..." His lips ghosted over my neck, stopping just at

sent a jolt

electricity

through me.

make love," he finished, his voice husky and dripping

I

howl with delight inside me, her joy practically bursting at the seams. She pushed

watching, their breaths held in a mix of awe and suspense. Heat flushed my cheeks and summoning every ounce of willpower, I pushed against his chest, trying to create distance between us. His smirk

eyes didn't waver.

playful glint in my eyes.

he responded,