Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 537 Come With Me *Selena*

Silently, I slipped back into my room, the early morning light casting a gentle glow across the space. The stillness of the hour ensured that there were no prying eyes to question my movements. As I stepped inside, a sense of eerie normalcy greeted me. My room appeared untouched as if the events of the previous night were mere figments of my imagination. Zander had my room settled to its previous condition.

But try as I might, I couldn't erase the haunting image of Lola's blood-covered body from my mind.

Perching myself upon the bed, I contemplated the next step of my plan. My duties in the kitchen would soon demand my attention. But I had a few moments to collect my thoughts.

A gentle knock broke the concentration, rousing me from my contemplation. With

slow and measured steps, I crossed the room and swung the door open. Blair stood before me, her face etched with a combination of fear and concern.

She spoke, her voice laced with regret, "Selena, are you alright? I wanted to come to you last night, but Zander had every pack member confined to their rooms." Offering a reassuring smile, I replied, "It's alright, Blair. I'm fine."

Her response was tinged with a touch of sorrow, "I'm relieved to hear that you're safe. But it's disheartening to think that a rogue managed to infiltrate the packhouse." I shook my head, my conviction unwavering, "Blair, it's not as simple as that. There's a traitor among us, someone within the pack who allowed them entry."

A gasp escaped Blair's lips, her eyes widening in disbelief. "Goodness gracious! Could it really be true? If that's the case, then no one within the packhouse is truly safe."

Seeking to ease her fears, I spoke in a hushed tone, "Fear not, Blair. Security measures have been redoubled. The head of security has taken swift action, reassigning guards and initiating an investigation. Everyone within the packhouse is now safeguarded. No unauthorized entry will be tolerated from this day forward." Though I longed to confide more, to share the information Zander had revealed, caution held my tongue. That secret was a fragile ember, one I couldn't afford to expose.

"Yes, you're right. I suppose they are now enacting heightened security protocols," Blair's expression brightened as a glimmer of hope took root in her thoughts. I chose to nod assuringly, holding back further details.

"Selena, there's something I need to share with you about Maddox," she began, her words laced with hesitancy as if tiptoeing around a fragile subject. "He actually came to see me in my room," she shared tentatively, her gaze seeking mine as if searching for guidance. "What did he want?" I inquired with a sense of urgency as I leaned forward slightly, urging her to continue.

Her fingers fidgeted nervously, a telltale sign of her inner turmoil. Her voice wavered slightly as she responded, "He... he came to my room, and he explained his reasons for wanting us to reject each other." My brow furrowed.

"And what do YOU want?" I pressed, my gaze fixed intently on her.

Her gaze dropped to her fingers, a mixture of emotions playing out across her features.

She mumbled softly, her words almost lost in the air between us, "He believes that he can't abandon Emile, and I think, deep down, he might be right. Despite what he did to me, I can't bear to tear them apart. So, I've decided to accept his rejection." A poignant pause hung between us, the weight of her words sinking in like a heavy stone. Her voice, so full of resolve yet tinged with vulnerability, quivered as she uttered the final sentence.

"Blair, you should be immensely proud of yourself," I praised sincerely as my voice carried a warmth that mirrored the genuine pride in my heart. Without hesitation, I drew her into a gentle yet reassuring embrace.

"You're truly the embodiment of strength, Blair," I murmured softly, my eyes glistening as if my heart were feeling her pain.

strength. The waves of emotions that pulsed through her were palpable, a turbulent sea of conflicting feelings. It took an immeasurable amount of courage to defy the pull of a fated mate, to choose a path divergent from what destiny had seemingly decreed. "Remember, Blair, I'll always

unspoken depth of her emotions, recognizing the turmoil that surely swelled within her. While I knew that her eyes likely glistened with unshed tears, I yearned to shield her from their release. Her resolve was admirable, and if she had steeled

withdrew from our embrace, her voice brushed

cascading down her cheeks. Her restraint had finally crumbled, the dam that held back her emotions giving way. "Oh, Blair!" I shook my head subtly as I gently brushed away the moisture

my longing to shield her from further sorrow. I knew how hard it was to reject the person you loved deeply. Before our moment of shared sorrow could fully envelop us, an insistent knock pierced the air, dispersing the weight of our emotions like morning

conceded, my gaze lingering on Blair who was now wiping her eyes and steadying

to the door, a flicker of surprise dancing

another at this early hour was unexpected, prompting an

urgency was palpable,

between us and enveloped me in an embrace that caught me off guard. Startled by the unexpected contact, I soon extricated myself, creating a small measure of distance between

Damon, I'm alright. Thank you," I said as my reply was infused with a

greeted as his gaze noticed Blair's

Damon. I was just about to leave," Blair responded with a polite

hers to stall her retreat. Her eyes

no, really. I

be a third wheel

а

privacy," she stated, her gaze lingeringon Damon before she nodded and departed, the closing

exit. "Selena, you're

his voice carried a

can sense

allow you to

longer. Come with

Leave this place behind."

abandon my duties. There's a job

you face this danger alone. Selena, come with me," he insisted, and his frustration was palpable, an

I simply uproot my life because of vague warnings?" I muttered under my breath with frustration as I walked toward the window, seeking momentarily

ears before his presence materialized behind me. The touch of his fingers on my shoulder turned me toward him. His gaze bore into mine, carrying an intensity that drew

fingers kneading into my shoulder. "You have no idea how precious you are to me." His confession caught me off guard, and I took a step away from

merely..." My words trailed off as he cut me off,

Selena," he declared, his tone unwavering as eyes