Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 531 Sleep In My Room *Selena*

I stood there frozen, my heart racing as Avery's words sliced through the fragile cocoon of grief that had enveloped me since Lola's tragic death. The wounds of her loss were still raw, the pain a relentless ache that gripped my chest. "No!" The word tore out of me as my voice quivered with a mixture of shock and defiance.

"Yes! Yes, you are the murderer," Avery spat the words out with a fiery vehemence. My trembling lips parted, ready to defend myself against the accusations that had blindsided me.

"She didn't kill Lola," the deep resonance of Zander's voice rolled out like thunder amidst a storm. He stepped forward, standing beside me.

I turned my tear-filled eyes toward him, a mixture of astonishment and shock dancing in their depths. Why would he stand by me?

"How... how can you say that, Zander?" Avery's incredulous voice laced with disbelief shattered the momentary respite as her words trembled, a quiver of uncertainty revealing the cracks in her conviction.

"I know because she has no wolf. Look at Lola's body-this wasn't the act of a human. It was the work of a mad and bloodthirsty animal," Zander reasoned with his precise observation.

A gasp caught in the air, the realization dawning that there might be more to this tragic tale than met the eye. Yet, Avery's anger was now directed at Zander.

"I can't believe it, and there you are taking her side," she accused with a tone that sought to plant seeds of doubt. "You know that she is like her traitor family. We still don't know what else she has hidden."

"Maddox, get Lola's body checked, figure out what happened," Zander's voice sliced through the tension in the room, ignoring Avery's whining in the process.

"Everyone, just head back to your rooms. We're diving into this, so don't worry," he directed, and the other Werewolves scattered, each with their own mix of worry and confusion.

Avery, though, didn't budge. She stood there, shooting daggers at Zander, her frustration practically palpable in the air. Zander seemed exhausted, a sigh escaping him as he dealt with her.

"Avery, seriously, go to your room now," he snapped with a touch of impatience, his voice turning cold as ice.

argue, her voice a mix of defiance

it

emotions. Tears were still making their way down my cheeks as I watched the investigators somberly carry

he

quickly clarified, "Your room is a mess, covered in blood and wreckage. It's late, and you shouldn't stay here alone. Just for tonight, come sleep in my

strange, but I was extremely exhausted and emotionally traumatized by the sorrow. So, I silently nodded in agreement. He led the way, and I followed,

and locked the door behind us, the click of

direct question, his voice a mix of curiosity and seriousness. "Are you finally going to tell me what's going on?" I mirrored his gaze, my own expression a blend of defiance and uncertainty. "What do you

he stated firmly, his words carrying a note of controlled frustration as he continued to study me

me, a mixture of surprise and realization dawning within me. Of

system

happened automatically. you were playing with me, controlling the system while sitting far away?!" I shook my head

you think you can defeat your teacher?! I was the one who taught

snorted at his proud remark, pinching the bridge of my

were in the data room, stealing information," he declared, his

you pretending to

held my gaze, his

room key so easily and just like that? No, I left it there

together his motives. "Why

wanted to understand

think twice about risking the entire werewolf community's existence.

self-centered?" His a