Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 558

Chapter 558 Twist Of Fate
"I haven't had the pleasure of meeting your newly wedded wife," Alexander remarked, his tone taking on a slightly accusatory edge.

Zephyr paused from his work, setting down his quill pen to meet his stepbrother's gaze.

"And why exactly do you wish to meet my wife?" Zephyr raised an eyebrow, curious about Alexander's sudden interest.

Alexander held Zephyr's stare for a prolonged moment, trying to decipher any underlying intentions in his stepbrother's expression.

"Why keep her hidden?" Alexander's frown deepened.

"Alexander!" Zephyr huffed, a flicker of annoyance crossing his features. "Are the females I provided for you to entertain you in your bed not sufficient that you now seek to meet my beloved wife?" He scoffed.

"What fack did you just say?" Alexander growled, his irritation flaring. "I was merely speaking of a formal introduction as family, and you misconstrued my intentions." His status as the Alpha King demanded respect, and he wouldn't tolerate any form of disrespect, especially not from the King of the realm.

"My wife isn't particularly keen on meeting you," Zephyr lied, his gaze drifting away from Alexander, pretending to immerse himself in his work once more, a deliberate attempt to avoid further discussion.

"Why? What the fuck have you said to her about me that she refuses to meet your own stepbrother?" Alexander snapped, his patience waning.

"Listen, brother," Zephyr sighed, setting down his quill pen for the second time and lifting his head to meet Alexander's gaze. "My wife has heard certain things about you, and she's not exactly comfortable with the idea of meeting you," he explained, a casual shrug accentuating his words. "I won't push her to do something she's not inclined to do."

Alexander remained unconvinced, sensing that Zephyr was concealing something. There was an air of secrecy that only fueled his curiosity further.

"By the way, when do you plan on returning to your pack?" Zephyr inquired with a hint of desperation evident in his voice that betrayed his eagerness to have Alexander depart.

Alexander was well aware of Zephyr's aversion toward him, but the directness of the question was striking.

"I'll be here until the preparations for the annual meet are complete, and then I'll depart," he replied firmly, not intending to prolong his stay any longer than necessary in a place where he felt unwelcome.

Zephyr nodded, emitting a heavy sigh that drew a scowl from Alexander.

"If my presence here troubles you in any way, I'll relocate to the guest house," Alexander declared in his icy tone.

"No, Alexander, you're not causing any inconvenience, and you are welcome here to stay with us," Zephyr replied, though internally conflicted about insisting otherwise.

"Are you certain? I don't mind staying in the guest house," Alexander reiterated.

"No, that's fine. You can stay in the palace as long as you wish," Zephyr affirmed, attempting to diffuse the situation.