Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 642

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“What brings you here so urgently, High Priestess?” I asked, my voice laced with the authority of the Alpha King of the North.

“I have come to take Selena back to the Lunar Realm,” she replied calmly, her tone betraying no emotion.

“That’s not possible. She is my mate and she will stay with me,” I stated firmly, my eyes narrowing as I observed her closely. For a brief moment, her composed face shifted, revealing a flicker of something unspoken—a different emotion.

Ignoring me entirely, she turned toward Selena, her focus unwavering. “Selena, you have stayed here longer than necessary. Your people need you. Please return with me.”

Her words were polite, but the command in her tone was unmistakable, making my frown deepen. No matter that Selena was her daughter, the High Priestess had no authority over her. Selena wasn’t just anyone—she was the queen of the Lunar Realm, a goddess in her own right.

But Selena remained calm, her gaze steady as she looked at the sleeping Auston. She gestured for me to step out, and I followed her lead without a word. She slipped out after me, quietly shutting the door behind her.

While the rest of us were caught up in arguments and trying to win, she was just worried about not disturbing Austin’s sleep.

“Mother, Austin just had a fever and is still vulnerable. I can't leave him like that,” Selena said politely, but her voice was firm and filled with conviction.

I smirked, recalling how she had reacted earlier. The moment she learned Austin was sick, she had practically flown to his side, panic written all over her face. Her worry had been unmatched—far beyond anything I’d seen from anyone else in that room.

Yes, Blair and Anne cared for Austin. My mother, too, loved him dearly. But Selena? Her anxiety, her fear, her unrelenting demand to fix the situation—those were the instincts of a mother.

In that moment, I had no doubt she was truly Austin’s mother. No one else could have fought the entire room the way she had, coldly scolding everyone, including me, the Alpha King.

“Selena, he has his father and an entire family to care for him,” the High Priestess said, her tone calm but unyielding. “But your realm is without its queen. Without a ruler, the land risks falling into chaos and disorder.”

Her gaze locked onto Selena’s with an intensity that seemed almost magnetic. “The time is approaching, and you know that,” she whispered, her tone laden with meaning. I couldn’t help but sense there was a hidden message woven into her words.

Time is approaching? What time? And why was it so urgent for her to return? The cryptic statement lingered in my mind, sparking unease.

I turned to Selena, watching her face closely. Her conflict was plain as day, her hazel eyes swirling with emotions she was struggling to contain. It was clear she was torn between her duty and her love for our son.

Unable to stand by any longer, I stepped forward, placing myself between Selena and her mother, effectively breaking whatever spell the High Priestess was trying to weave around my mate.