Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 600

Chapter 600 Forget Her
*Zander*

My wolf, Lyon, was as restless as I was without our mate. It had been almost a week, and there was no word from Selena—no message, no news, nothing. The Lunar Realm was hidden from the eyes of other shifters, accessible only to immortals, which left me in unbearable uncertainty. Every day, I waited, hoping that tomorrow would bring some sign of her, some contact. But as the days passed, the unease in my heart only grew stronger, gnawing at me like an unstoppable storm.

Austin missed his mother terribly, his innocent questions piercing my resolve. There was no way Selena would willingly stay away from our son. She loved him too much. Whatever was keeping her away, I knew it wasn’t by her choice. A dark determination filled me—if anyone in the Lunar Realm had harmed her, I would destroy the entire realm myself to get her back.

But anger alone wouldn’t bring her home. The only way to find out what had happened to my mate was to reach out to the one person who might know something: the High Priestess. With that singular focus, I made my way to the Moon Goddess temple, hoping against hope that it would hold the answers I so desperately sought.

“High Priestess!” I shouted as I ascended the steps of the Moon Goddess temple, my voice echoing through the sacred halls.

“High Priestess!” Each call grew louder, my frustration boiling over.

I didn’t have to wait long. The High Priestess herself appeared, stepping out of the temple with a serene expression that only deepened my irritation. Her calm demeanor felt like mockery in the face of my turmoil.

“What’s wrong, Alpha King?” she asked softly, her tone feigning innocence.

It didn’t work on me.

“Where is my Luna?” I demanded, my voice laced with a threatening edge, daring her to challenge me.

“She is where she belongs,” she replied curtly, her calm response only adding fuel to my already burning fury.

“She is my mate, my Luna,” I growled, my tone heavy with authority. “My pack and my son need her. Bring her back, now.”

The air between us grew heavy as I glared at her, daring her to deny my demand.

The High Priestess bowed her head, a gesture of submission that was customary in the werewolf community when an Alpha King demanded something. Yet, her words didn’t align with her actions.