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.

took an immeasurable amount of courage to defy the pull of a fated mate, to choose a path

mine. I understood the 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 herself for this path, I

form withdrew from our embrace, her voice brushed against the air, carrying with it

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 that marred her

the memory of my own heartache still lingered vividly. The shared understanding of her plight only intensified my longing to shield her from further sorrow. I knew how hard it was to reject the person you loved deeply.

I conceded, my gaze lingering on

a flicker of surprise dancing within my eyes as Damon's form materialized on the other

of another at this early hour was unexpected, prompting an involuntary

was palpable,

soon extricated myself, creating a small measure of distance between us. His words tumbled forth, a symphony of relief and concern intermingled. "Selena!

I'm alright. Thank you," I said as my

as his gaze

was just about to

my hand gently clasping hers to stall her retreat. Her eyes

really. I wouldn't

or be a third wheel

а

leave to give you some privacy," she stated, her gaze lingeringon Damon before

exit. "Selena, you're

carried a note

can sense

allow you

any longer. Come with

Leave this place behind."

simply abandon my duties. There's a job I must fulfill

I won't let you face this danger alone. Selena, come with me," he insisted, and his frustration was palpable, an undertone of urgency infusing

I simply uproot my life because of vague warnings?" I muttered under my breath with frustration as I walked

of his fingers on my shoulder turned me toward

a shuddering breath, his voice breaking slightly. His grip tightened, fingers kneading into my shoulder. "You have no

I assumed your advances were merely..." My words trailed off as he cut me off,

declared, his tone unwavering as eyes holding mine