Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 652 Chapter 652 A Mother's Betrayal *Selena* "Mind your words, Mother. You're talking about your Luna," Zander growled, his tone laced with restrained fury. I wasn't surprised. He could be a clueless alpha, blind to the truth of the pup I was carrying, but his love forwas unwavering. Even if he had forgotten our old love, I knew his heart still beat for me-l never doubted it.

"She is not our Luna, Zander," his mother snapped, her disdain sharp and unyielding. "She's using you- climbing her way up to claim the position of Luna of the mightiest pack in the North and Queen of the werewolves. But in truth, she's nothing more than a greedy, selfish bitch carrying a bastard.

I gasped, the words cutting throughlike a blade. How could she curse her own grandchild—a life so innocent, still growing inside me? "You dare to call my child a bastard, Mother?!" Zander hissed, his voice trembling with rage. His eyes burned red, a clear sign that both he and Lyon were on the brink of losing control. Their fury filled the room, suffocating the air with unrestrained power.

"It's... it's not your child, Zander," his mother stammered, her voice trembling with fear. The oppressive weight of his alpha aura was overwhelming, even for her.

"And how can you be so sure of that?" Zander challenged, his glare piercing as he took a step closer. "The doctor said she's one month pregnant," his mother whined, her tone desperate. "It's impossible for the child to be yours because you met her only a week ago!" I felt my heart sink, the weight of her words crushing me. How could I argue against this? No one would believe that the child was Zander's, and I had no way to prove it. Even if I somehow conducted a DNA test, how could I justify it without revealing secrets no one else remembered? No one seemed to recall that Zander and I were always bound to each other.

But then, to my utter shock, Zander's voice cut through my spiraling thoughts. "And how do you know I met her just a week ago and not before?" he retorted, his words firm, a shield of defense for me.

I gaped at him in disbelief, my breath catching in my throat.

"She is mine," Zander declared, his voice steady and filled with conviction. "And the child she's carrying is mine. I don't need anyone's approval to know that. End of discussion." His unwavering confidence and sweet declaration made my heart swell with emotions I could barely contain. Once again, Zander had showna glimpse of the man who had always held my heart. "You're making another mistake, Alpha King." Alpha Albert spoke this time, his voice dripping with disdain, his piercing gaze directed squarely at me. His hatred wasn't new toI had always known he never sawas a daughter. But this level of animosity was something else entirely, and despite my efforts to remain unaffected, his venomous words still managed to sting. I hadn't forgotten he was my father after all.

Zander's response was immediate and sharp. "I don't need your advice, Alpha Albert. Now leave before I lose my temper. You're disturbing my pregnant mate," he growled, his voice layered with authority and a threat no one dared to test.

Neither Zander's mother nor Alpha Albert lingered a second longer; they swiftly exited the room, cowed by the Alpha King's command.

Once they were gone, Zander turned to me, his hardened expression softening into something warm and reassuring. "I'll send the Vampire King off with honor and respect," he said gently. "Then I'll speak to the doctor about when you can chome. After that, I'll cback to you, mate.' I wanted to stay mad at him for accusingof carrying another man's child. But I couldn't ignore how quickly he'd stood bywhen it mattered. Maybe I'd overreacted a little too-it wasn't entirely his fault. He stepped closer and pressed kiss to my forehead, and despite everything, the simple gesture made my heart skip. Even after the door closed softly behind him, the warmth of his lips lingered, and I found myself blushing like a love- struck fool.

Moments later, the door opened again, and this time, Blair and Austin stepped inside the two people I cherished most in the world. My heart lifted instantly at the sight of them, and a genuine smile spread across my face. Their presence brightened my mood in a way only they could.

Author's POV.

"Oh, goddess, she's pregnant," the High Priestess, Thalassa, gasped, her voice trembling as the news reached her. Her heart sank, the weight of her own choices pressing down on her like never before. The Moon Goddess sat on a celestial pedestal. Her serene smile illuminated her divine presence, her voice soft but laden with wisdom. "What is it, Thalassa? Do you now waver in your resolve? Do you regret offering your daughter as a sacrifice for the world's survival?" The High Priestess exhaled deeply, her dismay evident. She had always known the path she'd chosen for Selena was fraught with thorns rather than roses. Yet now, faced with this unexpected twist, she felt powerless against destiny's grip.

"How can we sacrifice her when she's carrying another life within her, Goddess?" Thalassa implored, her voice shaking. She searched the Moon Goddess's face for answers, but the deity only gazed back at her with that scalm smile, an expression that seemed to hold both compassion and inevitability.

"Please, answer me, Goddess. What happens now?" The High Priestess's plea grew desperate as she stepped closer.

The Moon Goddess let out a soft,

melodic laugh, her silver eyes gleaming. "Everything happens for a reason in this universe, Thalassan she said, her tone unwavering. "Your daughter's fate was sealed the moment you offered her to the cosmos for the world's survival. The balance demands a sacrifice, and it will take what belongs to it." Thalassa's breath hitched as the words sank in. "But... it's now two lives in her as she's pregnant, and the child is innocent. Isn't there another way?"

The Moon Goddess's serene expression shifted into one of o.m mystery, her voice following suit. "The universe does not bend to sentiment, High Priestess. Trust that all will unfold as it is meant to." The High Priestess lowered her gaze. She had never truly regretted set

her decision, as she had dedicated her entire life to the universe. Yet, seeing her pregnant daughter with her family stirred something deep within her. The cold, distant mother in her softened, and she found herself worried about how her daughter would react once she learned of her mother's betrayal.