Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 497

Chapter 497 Mating Mark *Selena*

I had planned everything down to the smallest detail to make sure no one would ever suspect me. Playing the part of a humble omega made it easy to carry out my plan without raising eyebrows.

I only needed one day to complete the job, and then I'd be gone, leaving no trace behind. The clock bell rang, drawing my attention to the time.

It was the moment the security guards were about to switch shifts, and that was my opening. With my laptop in hand, I moved through the hallways quietly, keeping an eye on the clock. I had a mere fifteen-minute window, but for someone with my skills, it was more than enough. Hacking into their security system would be as easy as snapping my fingers.

The packhouse was mostly quiet at this hour. Most people had already retreated to their rooms for the night. The usual guard patrols were absent from the hallways, giving me the perfect chance. I moved silently, stepping into shadows and ducking whenever I heard footsteps coming my way. My destination: the basement, where the security control room was located.

I found a secluded corner and slipped behind a pillar, staying out of sight. The door to the security control room was fortified with high-tech locks that only Zander's biometric scan could open. Inside, the pack's entire security network, along with sensitive information about the North, was stored on the main computer. The room was built to withstand anything-soundproof, bulletproof, blastproof, and fireproof.

I quickly opened my laptop and began trying to crack the passcode for the security room door. My first attempt failed. Undeterred, I kept going. The locking system was more difficult to hack than I had anticipated. After ten failed attempts, frustration boiled over, and I angrily slammed my laptop shut. The sound echoed in the silence, and I quickly looked around, relieved that no one was there to notice.

Shit, I had wasted so much time. The guards would be returning to their posts soon, and I had to leave before they caught me. One day at the Moonglow Pack down the drain. I cautiously made my way back to my room, the eerie calmness of the packhouse sending a chill down my spine. Pushing those unsettling feelings aside, I hurried inside my room and locked the door behind me.

Now, what?

I couldn't waste my remaining days in this pack just trying to crack the code for the entry door of the security room. I had to complete the job before the cruel Alpha King could sense my motive for staying here.

But how?!

Lying on my small bed with a worn-out mattress beneath me, I couldn't sleep. It wasn't because of the uncomfortable mattress but rather the thoughts that kept me awake. My first worry was how I would gain access to the security room. Maybe I should try again tomorrow.

No, I couldn't waste another day. I had to do it as soon as possible and leave this palace. But how could I get inside the security room? How to get inside the...

Closing my eyes, I kept chanting in my head, trying to find a solution. Suddenly, my eyes snapped open as an idea glinted in my mind.

The key!

Yes, I remembered seeing the key to the security room with Zander once. He had it made as a precaution for the future after the biometric bar was destroyed. It would be in his room, and I knew where he used to hide all the important things.

With this new hope, I quickly got up and decided to head to the second floor, where Zander's room was located. It was a risky move, but luck seemed to be on my side tonight. Zander wouldn't be coming back until morning, which meant the entire floor would be vacant. In a swift and stealthy manner, I reached the second floor, staying hidden from the watchful eyes of the guards. Thanks to my small size and a spray that masked my scent, I managed to remain undetected.

gripped the doorknob and carefully twisted it. The door opened with a faint click. The room was pitch dark, and I had to find the key without turning on the lights to avoid drawing attention. I used the flashlight on my mobile phone to

with, I searched high and low in his wardrobe, among his clothes, under clothes, and even on top of clothes, but the key was nowhere to be found. I checked the bedside table, beneath

room. As

could even think twice, I found myself turning the bathroom door knob and slipping

and a big hand on my neck, squeezing the life out of me. My breathing stopped as the air left my lungs when a huge, hard, naked, dripping- wet body pressed firmly against my petite figure, pushing me hard to the shower wall. I struggled, twisting my body, trying to wriggle out. My hands tried

My terror-filled eyes met the scariest blue ones burning with anger and the world seemed to stop spinning. The

fire against my skin,

jaw clenched tightly

pierced into mine, making my head spin and my breathing stop. Zander?! Oh goddess, when had he returned? But that wasn't the thought that consumed me in that moment. The spark

was naked, dripping wet in the shower, holding me onto him. His hard, sculpted body flushed with mine, making me remember all our hot and passionate moments. It would be better if I died because the feeling made me

cold water pouring

do anything to cool the heat his body pressed

his

and my mouth felt dry feeling

the hell

feeling like this because I had not been this close to

arousal made me so nervous. I didn't want to give his already inflated giant ego a boost, but I

and swallow me whole. But then, eventually, I came to my senses, wriggling and trying

face suddenly turned murderous

my room?" He growled,

I blurted out nervously, the first excuse coming to mind

night?" His

away again. However, his mountain-like frame didn't budge. "What

me, uh... then only I can give you an answer," I whimpered, closing my eyes. I still didn't understand why my body

heavy breathing touching my face made me lose my senses, and I was

release me, but instead leaned in closer, his breath hot against my neck as he inhaled

his voice rough. "You

of my daze, my eyes

voice as I glared up at him. "I don't

his gaze locking onto mine with a wicked gleam. "Your body

hitched,

hard on the spot where he had marked me on our wedding day.