Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 633 Chapter 633 Beliefs At Stake

*Zander*

I received a mind link from the border security team, alerting me that something was wrong. Without

wasting a second, I rushed to the headquarters. The air was thick with tension as I entered, and the grim faces of my team only deepened my unease.

"Report," I commanded, my voice sharp as I approached Freya, who stood examining the scene on the monitors.

Freya's expression was grim. "Alpha, we found several people dead in the peripheral regions. Their bodies were discovered in strange and unnatural conditions."

"What do you mean by unnatural?" I demanded, my brows furrowing.

"It's unlike anything we've seen before," she admitted hesitantly. "At first glance, it resembles a plague, but we haven't been able to identify the cause or source. The tests are inconclusive."

I clenched my fists, anger boiling beneath the surface. "I didn't appoint the best team to hear vague

explanations, Freya," I growled, my voice carrying the weight of my frustration. "You're the best in your fields-don't give me half-answers when my people are dying."

Freya flinched but nodded resolutely. "Alpha, We're doubling our efforts. I won't rest until we have answers."

within, echoing my rage. I wouldn't rest until I discovered the truth. I wouldn't let this happen again. My people depended

as I examined them closely. Encased in glass covers, their pale skin shimmered with an eerie silver

to them?" I asked Freya, expecting she might

at Freya,

I

illumination from their bodies and..."

waiting for her

laboratory. Just before we entered, she

she explained. "These are magic- and spell-proof suits. We still don't know how the magic spreads from the bodies or how it might

slipped on a similar

the dimly lit room, where candles

witches also clad in protective suits, were engrossed in their tasks-mixing potions for various cures and

was a skilled witch, and I trusted her judgment completely. Whatever she needed, we'd

from their bodies," Freya began, pointing at one of the corpses her assistants were still examining. She

in amazement, unable to hide my disbelief. "What is that?" I

her voice steady but laced with unease. She hesitated before continuing, "And... I was shocked to discover that the spell or rather, the dark magic cast on them-originates from

shock. The Lunar Realm?! I masked my surprise quickly, though, and

come to the

or a rumor, but I've heard a prophecy passed down from my ancestors," Freya began, her tone hesitant. "It mentioned that the entire universe would face destruction, and the only way to stop it is through a specific process. I don't know all e but..."