Let Me Go My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 496

Chapter 496 New Job
Avery rose from the couch, the smug smile on her face a blatant attempt to mock me, but I didn’t care. I didn’t care that she was Zander’s future Luna or that he loved her. They were both cheaters, and they deserved each other. She circled me like a predator sizing up its prey, her gaze scanning me from head to toe as if assessing my very existence. Finally, she stopped in front of me.

“I’m sorry to see you in such a pitiful state, Selena,” she said, her voice dripping with taunt as she spat out the words. As if she’d ever had an ounce of empathy. “I genuinely never thought I’d find you in… well, you know.” Her mocking glance swept over my appearance again, head to toe, before she pulled a pitiful face—fake as ever.

“Don’t worry, Avery. I’m fine,” I retorted, keeping my tone neutral, my face blank.

“Oh, I can see that,” she snorted, the smugness in her voice cutting deeper than it should have. I bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself from snapping back at her. “But the good thing is Zander gave you a job. We’ll pay you well, of course. After all, you are my Zander’s ex-mate.”

Her emphasis on “my Zander” was desperate, and I could see through her facade. What she truly wanted was to rub it in my face—a pure, calculated insult dressed up as concern.

“You know how much he loves me—he does whatever I say. And if you serve me well, I might just tell him to give you a little extra reward,” she grinned smugly, as though I should be grateful for her mercy.

I looked away, a faint pang in my chest rising for reasons I didn’t want to name.

“Thank you, Avery. That’s so kind of you,” I replied curtly, my voice clipped and my patience waning.

Her grin only widened, as if my response had been exactly what she wanted. “Oh, I’m always kindhearted, Selena. I can’t stand to see someone suffer—even if it’s my enemy.”

Her words hit a nerve, but I refused to give her the satisfaction of a reaction. She wasn’t worth it. None of this was.

“I should take your leave then and start my job immediately, Avery,” I said, picking up my luggage and turning to leave for the omega quarters.

“It’s Luna Avery to you, Selena,” she simpered, her voice dripping with superiority.

I paused for a moment, caught off guard. She hadn’t even married the Alpha yet, and she was already demanding the title of Luna. Such a desperate woman.

“Of course, Luna Avery,” I replied with a fake smile before walking away, letting her believe she had won.

After settling my belongings in the Omega Quarter, I made my way to the kitchen where omegas were diligently preparing dinner for the whole pack, comprising over a hundred werewolves. The responsibility of feeding so many hungry mouths required an early start to the evening's preparations.

As I carefully inspected the omegas, I recognized some familiar faces, while others were new additions since I had left.

"Luna!" I heard a girl's voice squeal with excitement, causing me to turn my head in surprise. A girl with big, curious eyes was looking at me. I glanced around, half-expecting Avery to be standing there, but it was clear that she was addressing me.

"Luna Selena?! You are... Luna Queen Selena," she gasped, her eyes sparkling with realization. If Avery or someone else overheard her, she could be in significant trouble. I hurriedly approached the girl named Lola, making sure nobody was eavesdropping.

"Listen, umm... Lola," I recalled her name, trying to ease her excitement.

Her face lit up with joy and surprise. "Oh, my goddess! Luna, you know my name?!" she exclaimed with enthusiasm.

I smiled, gently taking her hand and leading her to a more secluded corner where we could talk privately.

"Of course, I know you, Lola. Just as you know me," I replied with a warm smile. "But I'm not your Queen anymore. Your Alpha King rejected me, and you will soon have a new Luna. Please, just call me Selena. I'm also working as an omega here."

Her eyes widened in disbelief and sadness. "No! Why do you have to do this, Luna?" she blurted out, then blushed, correcting herself, "I mean... Selena!" I held her hand reassuringly.

“Oh, Lola, I’m here for a job, not as the Luna,” I coaxed gently, offering her a soft smile. “Your new Luna is Avery, and she won’t be happy if she hears you calling me that.”

Traditionally, omegas were considered the lowest rank and were not allowed to shift or receive training on the ground. They were confined to the pack house, performing household chores and cooking for other pack members. However, when I became Luna and joined this pack after marrying Zander, I introduced new laws, giving omegas the opportunity to receive training in self-defense and war. I firmly believed that not being able to shift didn't make them weak, and I had even organized championships and fighting competitions for omegas throughout the year to prove their strength and worth.

"Hey! What’s going on here? You think this is a break room?" A sharp, irritated voice cut through the air.

Startled, I turned to see a woman marching toward us with an expression that could curdle milk. She wore a fitted black skirt and a crisp suit jacket, her heels clicking sharply against the floor with every step. Her posture radiated authority, and the look on her face screamed that she wasn’t here to play around.

“Back to work, all of you! If dinner isn’t ready on time, there will be hell to pay,” she barked, her tone sharp and no-nonsense as her eyes scanned the room like a hawk.

“Sorry, ma’am! We’ll get right on it,” Lola said quickly, nudging me with her elbow to snap me into action. Without further delay, she shuffled toward the counter, grabbing a knife and vegetables.

“You!” The woman’s finger shot out like a dagger, landing squarely in my direction.

I halted and looked at her as I noticed the name "Eden" engraved on the badge pinned neatly to her suit jacket.

"Luna Avery's butler," she added, like it was the most obvious thing in the world.