Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 649 Chapter 649 New Alliances

*Zander*

'Maddox, set a high alert around the entire pack, especially near the lake and the forest,' I commanded my Beta through the mindlink as I shifted into my wolf form, letting Lyon take over.

We ran tirelessly for hours, scanning every inch of the pack's borders. The wind rushed past us, carrying no unfamiliar scent, no sign of intrusion. Frustration clawed at my chest as the search turned up empty. Not a trace of him.

There was no word from Maddox either. Finally, I shifted back into my human form, panting heavily as I surveyed my surroundings. The woods stood silent, almost eerily so, as if mocking my efforts.

'Maddox, did you find anything?' I asked as I mindlinked my Beta.

'No, Alpha,' he replied promptly. 'We haven't detected anything or anyone suspicious.'

I frowned, wiping the sweat from my brow. 'Did you check all the surveillance footage from the past three or four days?'

'Yes, Alpha. We've gone through everything thoroughly,' Maddox assured me. Then, after a brief pause, he added, 'By the way, what's going on? Is something wrong?'

I hesitated for a moment before answering. 'Nothing concrete. I just have this...feeling. Something bad is about to happen.'

There was a beat of silence, then I continued, my tone firm. 'Keep the alert level high, and double the patrols even during the day.'

'Understood, Alpha,' Maddox replied without question.

As our connection faded, I exhaled deeply, trying to calm the unease curling in my chest.

I could feel him. He was here. Somewhere. But no matter how hard I searched, I couldn't see him.

him like this? How could I protect my people...and

appear before her, unafraid of crossing

hands through my damp hair, slick with sweat, cursing loudly into the silence

the truth?' Lyon's voice echoed in my mind, calm but

The truth was, I had no idea

one knew. Not even

for keeping this from her? Would she leave me once she knew the truth I'd hidden not just from her, but from the

a pang of something unfamiliar: fear. Fear of losing her, of failing her, of being the

couldn't hold it in forever. That much,

I can feel it. Our mate is no longer within the pack's territory,' Lyon growled with urgency, his voice sharp and tense in

the possibility that my worst fears were coming

muttered,

Lyon urged, his voice

wasting another second,

form, my body adapting effortlessly. Lyon immediately took the lead, his instincts sharp and

him completely, I

in

muscle in my body coiled with the desperate

*Selena*

the Vampire King, asked, his tone both curious

voice calm and composed, "I summoned you here to

shifting to one of confusion. "And

step closer,

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believe he's sittingudly somewhere, content with his exile? Don't you think he's plotting