Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 617

Chapter 617 The Next Plan
"Mate, don’t do this to me," I whispered, desperation lacing my voice.

For a moment, hope flickered in my chest as I saw the yearning in her eyes. I was certain there was love for me too. But before I could even hold on to that hope, the high priestess raised her moonstaff, directing a beam of light straight at me. The last thing I heard before everything went dark was my mate's soft and regretful voice whispering, "I'm sorry."

Then, in the blink of an eye, I was gone, pulled from the lunar realm, and transported to my Moonglow pack. She betrayed me. Tricked me into being sent back—so she could marry some god?! No. She was my mate and mine alone. I wouldn’t stop until I made her realize there was no escaping me.

“Alpha!” Maddox’s voice snapped me back to reality. I turned to see him and Blair watching me, their faces etched with concern.

“Where have you been?” Blair asked, her tone sharp with worry.

I hadn’t told anyone where I was going. Only Freya knew as she had shown me the way to the Lunar Realm, but she’d promised to keep it a secret. I intended to share everything once I confirmed what I felt about the mysterious woman. And now I knew—she was my mate and her name was Selena.

“It’s a long story,” I said with a deep exhale, rubbing the back of my neck.

“Okay?!” Blair said, her frustration clear as she crossed her arms. “But we were worried, Zander. You disappeared without a word. You didn’t tell anyone where you were going!”

Her complaint stung a little, but I couldn’t blame her.

“I am your Beta, Zander. At least you should confide in me,” Maddox whined.

“I know, I know, but now I’m back, and everything is fine,” I said, trying to avoid their questioning gazes.

“You better tell us everything—where you went and what made you disappear unannounced,” Maddox demanded. This time, I knew it wasn’t just my Beta speaking; it was my best friend demanding answers.

I told them everything and their shock mirrored the disbelief I’d felt when Selena told me about us.

“Oh my goddess, Zander! When did this happen? Because I swear, I don’t remember you marrying a woman named Selena,” Blair said, still reeling in shock.

I was just as confused. Selena claimed we were married and had a son, which meant Austin was our child. But my memories told a different story—I remembered marrying Avery and having a son with her. I only recalled Avery dying during a rogue attack, but the details were fuzzy. The doctor once said it was the mind’s defense system, a way to cope with trauma and prevent the mind from malfunctioning due to tragic memories.

Did I have tragic memories of Selena as well? If so, why had everyone else forgotten her too? Goddess, there were so many questions—questions I was desperate to find answers to.