Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 515

Chapter 515 Unexpected Help *Selena*

Blair and I returned to the pack house, tired from her shopping spree. As soon as we arrived, I seized the opportunity and made my way swiftly to Zander's room. Earlier, I had managed to imprint the key so that I could create a duplicate at a later time when I found a moment to spare from my daily responsibilities. With this duplicate key in my possession, accessing the data room would no longer be an issue.

Patiently, I bided my time, waiting for nightfall when the entire pack house would retire to their beds, enveloped in deep slumber. It was during this period that the

guards' shifts were scheduled to change, presenting the perfect opportunity for me to make my move.

As the hours ticked by, I maintained a watchful eye, ensuring that the pack house was shrouded in silence and stillness. The quietude of the night served as my ally, granting me the freedom to proceed undetected toward my objective. With each passing minute, anticipation coursed through my veins, heightening my senses and sharpening my focus. Tonight, finally, I would do it.

As the patrol shift began, I noticed Zander stepping out of the pack house. It seemed like a regular routine for him, since I have returned to the Moonglow pack.

I had often observed that Zander didn't stay at the pack house during the night; instead, he would head out for patrols every single day. When did he find time to sleep? During the day, he could always be found in his pack's office, taking care of pack matters.

It struck me as odd because, even though he was the Alpha, there should have been designated shifts for patrolling, and the other rank holders could take turns fulfilling that duty.

Nevertheless it was good for my plan if he stayed away from the pack house when I executed it.

Finally, the moment arrived, and the guards began to exchange shifts. Seizing this opportune moment, I carefully slipped past them, moving with the grace of a shadow.

I swiftly navigated the dimly lit corridors. In a swift and practiced manner, I expertly hacked into the camera positioned near the data room. It was a task that posed no

challenge for me, given my proficiency in such matters. With steady hands, I retrieved the duplicate key from my pocket and slid it into the lock, praying that it would work flawlessly.

lock yielded to my careful maneuvering. As I pushed open the door, the room was bathed in a faint blue glow emanating from the huge monitor, casting eerie shadows across the walls, revealing the big computer with the world's most complex control panel. It was the safest security system designed by the Alpha King himself. I hated

It was a strange feeling, being

of the control panel, I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the

and opened the door I entered. Taking out

laptop, I swiftly connected it

skillfully maneuvering through its complex network.

of reckoning. Success was within my grasp, and the completion of my work would grant

about to begin copying the details. The progress

Fuck!

at the time, realizing I still had some minutes before the guards returned to their duty. Without wasting a second, I restarted the program and began

mind,

just when I was on the verge of hacking the system

kept happening, but it was beyond infuriating. Annoyance and frustration welled up inside me, but I refused to accept defeat. Time was running out, and with a surge of determination,

more. But just as I was on the verge of breaking through, the

I exclaimed,

of frustration, I forcefully slammed the laptop shut, the loud thud echoing in the room. As if in response to my outburst, the sound of the door locking

jolted to my feet, bewildered by the locked door. How the hell did this happen? Was it because of the voice? Regardless, my immediate reaction was to try and open the door from the inside, desperately

opened only from the

undoubtedly be severe, possibly even leading to my death,

cursed under my breath, frustration

in vain; the doors remained stubbornly locked. So that was why I was paid such a crucial amount of money to hack this data system because the risk of getting

"Ah!!!"

ved