Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 605 Trust The Process

*Selena*

"How's it possible?" I asked, my voice trembling with shock. "Father, Amelia, Anne, and Oliver-all of them died in the attack Zander led on the pack. I was told no one survived," I murmured to myself, the words hanging heavily in the air.

"That's what I've been trying to tell you," my mother's serene voice reached me, her words carrying a weight I couldn't ignore. "Everything you believe to be true is not. There is more to this world than our eyes can perceive."

I couldn't help but laugh bitterly at her comment.

"Then how was I supposed to be blessed with the power of the Moon goddess if I couldn't even see through the lies?" I challenged, the weight of the situation pressing on me. My very existence felt like a lie -everything I'd known, everything I'd been told, now seemed to crumble around me.

"Selena..." my mother's voice softened, sensing the doubt that swirled in my heart. She gently took my hand, the touch so tender it had an immediate calming effect, like balm for my troubled soul.

"You are powerful, Selena, and you must never doubt your existence," she said, her voice steady and reassuring. "Your presence in this world has a purpose, and you must not stray from your path. Seeing this reality was necessary so you could fully dedicate yourself to the Lunar Realm. Your duty must come first."

Her words felt like a protective shield, grounding me even as confusion swirled within.

"You will come to understand your powers in time," she continued gently. "Give yourself that time, Selena. Trust the process."

"I don't mean to interrupt your conversation," God Kaelvor interjected smoothly, his voice cutting through the spellbinding words of my mother. "But I want to remind you that my offer still stands. This marriage would grant you immense strength and power. Consider it carefully, Goddess."

I frowned, my frustration growing. So many things were swirling around in my mind, unsettling me, and I certainly wasn't in the mood to consider marrying a god right now.

Determined to refuse him firmly, I opened my mouth to speak, "God Kaelvor..."

could continue, my mother tightened her grip on my hand, silencing me. She spoke instead, her tone calm yet assertive. "God Kaelvor," she said, her

What?!

she cut me off before I could say

she said, her voice firm yet gentle. "First, I

there, stunned, as she guided Kaelvor out, my mind spinning with the weight of what had just

let it clatter onto the table, stripping the royal robe from my shoulders. The weight of authority lifted momentarily as I stood in my simpler clothes, breathing easier. It felt liberating, as though I was closer to being a normal she-wolf again, rather than a figure

to return. Minutes passed, each one stretching endlessly. My restlessness grew until it

opened, and she walked in,

demanded, frustration tightening my voice. My words bordered on disrespect, but I didn't care. "I'm not going to marry God

said

smile gracing

have the right to decide what is best for you. It is your duty to protect

snapped, shaking my head vehemently. "This won't save the realm.

composed, her gaze steady. "Kaelvor is the God of Destruction, yes. He holds the power to obliterate anything in existence. But despite this, he has refrained.

was unexpected, and I

my voice quieter now, though still laced with

has

imbued with a calm that only deepened my frustration. "Whatever ends regenerates again, and whatever is born will end one day. Nothing is permanent. That is the ultimate law of the universe. Even the

at her, trying to grasp the weight

it brings, know this- it's not possible. There is a supreme

harmony in the universe?"! asked, my curiosity piqued. It seemed logical-why burden me if such an omnipotent force existed? Why