Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 657 Chapter 657 Who Are You?

"I'm not going to let this matter go, Selena," Zander growled, his voice resonating with fury. "I don't care if she's your mother. She will answer for her actions."

Panic surged within me. Zander's anger was palpable, and I knew my mother wouldn't stand a chance to explain herself to him. She wouldn't even try. If my suspicions were correct-if her reason for erasing my existence was to ensure harmony in the Lunar Realm-then she should have come to me, discussed it with me, not taken such drastic measures without my consent.

"Zander," I said softly, placing a hand on his chest in an attempt to soothe him. "I will talk to Mother first and find out her reasons. Let me understand her actions before you confront her."

His jaw tightened, his stormy gaze fixed on mine. "No, my mate," he argued, his tone unyielding. "I will question the High Priestess myself. She altered our lives without permission, and she must face the consequences.

Oh, no. This could turn into a disaster if the two most important people in my life ended up clashing. "No! Please, give me this chance. Let me speak with her first," I pleaded softly, my voice laced with desperation as I gazed up at him with imploring eyes, hoping it would work as it always had. "Please, Alpha," I whispered, my tone low and deliberately persuasive.

His eyes narrowed, clearly catching on to my attempt to sway him. After a tense pause, he exhaled sharply. "Alright," he conceded, though his tone held a warning. "But if her reasons don't satisfy me, I'l confront her myself, and she will have to face the consequences."

I nodded hesitantly, relief mixed with unease. "As you say, Alpha," I replied, biting my lip nervously.

Zander groaned, a smirk forming on his lips. His earlier anger seemed to dissolve, replaced by something far softer. "You always know how to twist me around your little finger, my mate," he murmured, pulling me close.

Oh, so now his anger had vanished, just like that, and he was ready to get romantic again-even after making love to me twice just moments ago.

"Not again," I protested, pressing a hand against his chest to keep some distance. "You've already worn me out after two rounds of... passionate love-making," I added, pouting slightly.

"And whose fault is that?" he teased, his voice a low rumble. "You stayed away from me for so many days. Now you have to make it up to me."

"What?! In one day?" I exclaimed, my eyes widening in disbelief at his audacity.

a brow, the amused smirk never

way," I declared, shaking my head firmly. "Absolutely

deep sound vibrating through his chest. His mischievous expression made it clear that he wasn't

head back to maintain some distance, determined not to let him distract me before I

have to give me some answers,"

tone, his

bottom lip. I forced myself to resist his temptations, steeling my resolve to get the answers ĺ desperately

Dark Alpha?"

surprise before he pulled back

though I'd asked him

snapped, his voice sharp as he quickly

was true, why couldn't he

look exactly like you, Zander?" I countered, my tone firm and unyielding. I wasn't going to stop until I uncovered

"No one has ever seen the Dark Alpha's face," he retorted, his tone laced with

seen

haven't seen him

is that, Selena?" he countered instead of answering, only fueling my suspicions. "I've seen him, Zander," I shot back, my voice

and identity from everyone, yet he revealed himself to you? He snorted, disbelief dripping from his

I scowled, irritation flaring

his voice softening. "But it just doesn't add up, baby." His expression gentled, his skeptical edge replaced by

keep hiding the truth from me? He knew I was