Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 667 Countless Rounds

Lyon and Micah's presence alone was enough to strike terror into the witches' eyes. Before anyone could blink, the wicked witch was ripped away from Blair with savage force as Micah's massive paw slammed into her, sending her flying through the air. She crashed to the ground with a loud impact, a pained hiss escaping her lips.

Before Blair could hit the hard ground, Micah was already beneath her, his soft fur providing a cushion to break her fall. He let out a low, reassuring growl before gently nudging her to safety.

Then, without hesitation, Micah sprang to his feet and joined Lyon. Both wolves prowled toward the witches, their deep, menacing growls vibrating through the air —a deadly warning of the storm about to come.

The two witches staggered back, fear flickering across their faces, but they hadn't accepted defeat just yet. Their expressions hardened, and I could see the determination to fight still burning in their eyes.

Lyon and Micah prowled around them, circling like predators closing in on their prey. The air crackled with crazy tension.

The witches began chanting, their voices weaving a dark enchantment as they raised their hands, ready to strike. But before they could finish, their bodies stiffened, their hands frozen mid-air.

Confusion flashed through me. What just happened?

The sound of approaching footsteps made me turn, and my breath hitched as I spotted Freya emerging from the shadows, the pack warriors flanking her on both sides. With a single sweep of her hand, the witches' spell shattered.

A rush of energy surged through me as the bindings on Blair and me dissolved into nothing.

We were free.

Blair and I exchanged a look.

"Blair, you were told to stay at the pack house, but it seems you still haven't learned to follow instructions," Maddox growled, his voice thick with frustration. Shifting into his human form, he stormed toward Blair, completely unbothered by his nakedness. Blair stood frozen, her wide eyes blinking in shock as she stared at her furious mate.

“I... I—” she stammered, but Maddox shook his head slowly, dangerously. "Save it, little mate," he snarled.

Before she could utter another word, he grabbed her by the hips and hoisted her over his shoulder effortlessly.

"Alpha, I'm taking my mate to drill the danger protocol into her naïve mind," he declared, his tone sharp with frustration and anger mixed simultaneously.

Without waiting for a response, he strode off, leaving no doubt about what was in store for Blair. The raw intensity of his fear and fury lingered in the air-she had disobeyed him and nearly cost him his sanity. Now, she would face the consequences.

"Who sent you here to harm my mate and my sister? Tell me!" Zander demanded, his voice thunderous with rage.noveldrama

Now in his human form, he stood before the captured witches, his piercing gaze locked onto them. One of his warriors swiftly handed him a pair of pants, which he pulled on without taking his eyes off the prisoners.

The witches refused to answer, their faces twisted in fury as they hissed defiantly. But they were powerless-Freya's enchantment had them completely under her control.

"I think Damon is behind this," I blurted out, my voice cutting through the tense silence.

Every gaze shifted to me at once.

Zander's expression darkened, his jaw tightening as his hands curled into fists.

"Take them to the dungeon. Torture them until they spill everything about their master," he ordered coldly.

At his command, the warriors dragged the struggling witches away while Freya reinforced their restraints with enchanted bindings, ensuring they wouldn't escape.

"Now, what should I do with you, mate?" Zander hissed, stalking toward me.

I bit my lip nervously. I had told Blair it was a bad idea. But if I blamed her now, she would be in even more trouble than she already was.

"What happened? Cat got your tongue?" he taunted, gripping my wrist and pulling me closer.

I glanced around, but there was no one left to come to my aid. My Alpha mate was furious, and I wasn't sure if he would listen to reason.

"Alpha, have mercy on your pregnant mate," I batted my eyes at him innocently.

He narrowed his eyes, a low growl reverberating from his chest. “Don't try to play games with me, Selena," he whispered. "For this grave mistake, I should lock you in our room and chain you to our bed so you never leave again and put yourself in danger."

I smiled shyly, knowing the effect I had on him.

"You love me that much?" I gasped dramatically, trying to make it seem real.

He was silent for a long moment before he finally chuckled. "You have no idea, mate, how much I love you."

"My ruthless alpha has a heart too," I murmured, wrapping my arms around his neck and letting my body fall against his strong, towering form.

"Don't change the topic, mate," Zander growled, his grip on my wrist like iron. "I'm not falling for it."

Oh, but he already had. His eyes had darkened, his breathing had deepened, and I knew exactly where this was heading.

"Alpha," I moaned, rising on my toes, inching closer to his mouth, my voice dripping with need. "Then what do you want me to do?" I ran my lips against his, teasing him, daring him to snap.

His fingers clamped around my chin, rough, possessive, tilting my head up so I had no choice but to look into his blazing eyes. "Beware of your actions when your Alpha is angry," he warned, his voice low, lethal.

But I didn't care. He was never hotter than when he was like this-furious, dangerous, on the edge of losing control. My back arched, my breasts pressing into his chest as I nipped at his lower lip, dragging my nails down his arms.

He snapped.

In a blink, I was slammed against the rough bark of a tree, my breath hitching as he caged me in, his body pressed hard against mine. His growl vibrated through

me as he gripped my thighs, yanking them apart.

"You think you can get away with this shit?" he snarled, his teeth grazing my jaw before he bit down just hard enough to make me gasp. "You're mine, Selena. And I'm about to remind you who the fuck you belong to. You are Alpha Zander Blake's mate and you need to understand this."

A sharp rip filled the air as my panties were torn away like they were nothing. His

hand wrapped around my wrists, pinning them above my head in a single grip. My head spun, my pulse racing as I realized he had already undone his pants.

Then, without warning, he thrust into me.

I cried out, my body arching against his, but he didn't relent-he drove deeper, harder, his grip unyielding. His breath scorched my ear as he growled, "Do you even realize how fucking worried I was, thinking if I was late, something would happen to you? Do you realize it?

I knew I was guilty for making him worry, even though it hadn't been my intention.

I wanted to make it up to him, so I let him pour his anger and desire for me into

this passionate connection, taking everything he gave with gratitude.

I stretched my neck, my lips meeting his in a deep kiss, trying to calm the storm raging inside him. And just like that, he melted into me, his anger fading as he lost himself in the kiss.

He kept pounding into me relentlessly, his grip bruising, his thrusts punishing. I clung to him, my legs locked around his hips, keeping him buried deep inside me, where he belonged-where I needed him.

"Oh, my mate,” I moaned, my nails raking down his back. "I love it when you fuck

me angrily." I admitted mindlessly.

A guttural groan tore from his throat.

"Oh yeah?" His voice was pure sin, rough and edged with dark amusement. “I

didn't know my mate loved it rough and hard."

His movements turned brutal, each thrust stealing my breath, sending me spiraling higher. My cries of pleasure echoed through the forest loud enough for the entire pack hell, even the border sex with

guards-to hear me havingel.ne

their Alpha. But I didn't care. Nothing mattered except the raw unyielding pleasure this beast of a man was dragging out of me.

My climax hit me like a tidal wave, my body locking around him as I screamed his name. He followed with a savage growl, spilling deep inside my desperate, greedy heat, his body trembling against mine.

As I came down from my high, panting and spent, I found him still staring at me

with that same fiery intensity. I chewed my lip nervously, knowing that look all too

well.

"I'm not done with you, mate," he whispered darkly against my ear, his teeth

grazing my throat in warning.

A shiver ran down my spine.

I knew I was in for another long, merciless and passionate round.

Or perhaps... countless rounds.