Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 519 Favourite Position

*Zander*

"Where were you last night?" my voice dripping with accusation as I asked my Beta.

Maddox's brow furrowed as if he tried to recall.

"I was on patrol as usual as it was my turn," he replied, his shoulders lifting in a shrug. But I wasn't convinced.

"Are you sure?" I challenged, my voice sharpening with suspicion..

"Yes! Why are you interrogating me? Wait a minute! Do you suspect me of breaching the security system?" He furrowed his brows deeper.

"Maddox, I discovered your fingerprint on the door unlocking system," I informed him firmly. His expression shifted to one of shock.

"I swear to the Goddess, I didn't enter the data room yesterday. In fact I never entered that room alone and never without you," he insisted as his brows furrowed even deeper in desperation.

I took a step closer, my alpha instincts urging me to push harder for the truth

"Do you really expect me to believe you? Besides me, only you have access to the data room. And your fingerprint was recorded in the system the last time the door was opened," I said, my face contorted with a grimace, as I confronted him. "Zander, please, just stop!" he cried out in frustration, slamming his palms on the table. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes, trying to regain his composure.

"I'd rather die than be labeled a traitor. This pack is my home, and I've shed blood for it. I would never betray you or this pack, even if someone were to kill me. Please, believe me, or kill me, but don't call me a traitor," he pleaded.

I could see the truth in his eyes. As the Alpha King, the Goddess had bestowed upon me the ability to peer into someone's eyes and discern whether they were telling the truth or lying. And in that moment, I knew Maddox was telling the truth. "Then, Maddox, this is even more serious because someone has used your fingerprint, and we have no idea who it was," I informed him, and he nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation.

Maddox made his way back to the pack house, intending to head toward the training ground.

Lyon and I were filled with restlessness. The puzzle was growing increasingly complex with each passing day.

Needing to release some pent-up energy, I decided to go for a run. Swiftly discarding my clothes, I shifted into my large, black wolf and darted towards the woods.

As I bounded through the royal medicinal garden, Lyon's keen senses detected familiar scent, roses and peaches.

Without wasting any time, I shifted back into my human form and swiftly put on a pair of shorts. We had strategically placed clothes at regular intervals to ensure we didn't end up wandering around naked during emergency shifts. My eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for the source of the captivating aroma.

And there she was.

her from behind the cover of a tree. She let out a frustrated

face lit up as she walked toward a

Oh, no! Shit!

towards her

was about to touch the herb, I swiftly grabbed her waist from behind and pulled her away from the

by the sudden

go!" she began cursing, attempting to wriggle

asked, whispering into

tremble in my arms as she took a

some herbs for your fiancée's face pack, as she instructed me," she murmured, her words barely audible, her heartbeat racing so fast that even I could hear it without relying on my

her head slightly, glancing back at me. Her face was so dangerously close to mine, her breath brushing against my lips, tempting me to do something I knew I

her face, taking in every minute detail, as I unconsciously muttered, "Because that herb

look at the herb once

learn to curse so much?" I raised an eyebrow, frowning at

me go, Alpha," she clenched her

sigh, I released my hold on her waist, allowing her to step away. She quickly turned

to kill me," she muttered under her breath, her words barely audible. Yet, they reached my

eyes widened, and her voice

I couldn't

and

declared firmly, her expression

she swallowed, and her enchanting big eyes locked with mine. "...because I don't feel

her waist with my arm and drawing

are you doing?" Selena's eyes

chance to convince yourself that you don't feel anything for me," I responded. "That you're not turned on and don't become wet with desire when I'm near. Your body doesn't melt under my touch, and you don't yearn for me when I kiss you. Prove to me

hovering just above hers, our

we've both rejected each other?"

she retorted, staring back

anger, I

nearest

painful memories of that unfortunate day resurfaced. She flinched at first but soon glared