Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 639 Chapter 639 A Mother's Dismay

My heart pounded so loudly in my chest as I recalled my vision of Zander as the Dark Alpha.

Oh, Moon Goddess, why this confusion? Why was I being tested so relentlessly by life? I closed my eyes, trying to focus, hoping to summon another vision-something, anything-that could offer clarity. But nothing came. Was it something that happened on its own? Could I not control it?

Oh Goddess! How much more did I have to learn about this new identity, this new life? And yet, here I was, burdened with a mountain of problems to face all at once. What was I supposed to do?

I rubbed my head in frustration just as the study door was yanked open, and Zander's commanding presence filled the room.

"What are you doing here, mate?" His deep, threatening voice sent a shiver down my spine as his piercing eyes locked on mine, each step he took toward me brimming with raw dominance.

"I came here to learn more about your pack, Alpha," I replied softly, breaking eye contact and looking away so he wouldn't see through my lies.

"But I told you to meet me in our room in five minutes," he said, his voice laced with quiet authority. "I've been waiting there for you, yet you didn't show. So, I had to come here to find you."

Before I could respond, his hands grabbed my waist, and he lifted me effortlessly, placing me on the desk. I gaped at him, my eyebrows shooting up in confusion. "What are you doing?"

my face as his lips

I have

planted firmly on either side of me, trapping me in place. His

softly, his voice heavy with desire. His darkened eyes bore into

can't do this," I stuttered, my voice trembling as his hands trailed over my

challenging me, mate?" he asked, narrowing his eyes with a teasing smirk that sent a

moment, I was speechless.

were too high. I needed to focus on pushing

I said abruptly, forcing myself to take a deep, steadying breath to

the crook of my neck. His warm breath fanned against my skin, and he inhaled deeply, making it nearly impossible for me

nipped at the sensitive skin of

heavy and rough with lust. This was not the

to

I raised my voice

eyes still laden with lust but now mixed with confusion. "What's

sensual ministrations. "I want to