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."

and now dead-was my breaking point. Lyon stirred restlessly within, echoing my rage. I wouldn't rest until I discovered the truth. I wouldn't let this happen again. My people depended on me, and I'd burn the world

the bodies, my gaze narrowing as I examined them closely. Encased

asked Freya, expecting she might have conducted some tests, which could

glanced at Freya, noticing

I demanded

from their bodies and..."

waiting for her

me to follow her toward the laboratory. Just

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

slipped on a

the dimly lit room,

thick with the heady aroma of enchantments. Freya's assistants, a few other witches also clad in protective suits, were engrossed in their tasks-mixing potions for various cures

her judgment completely. Whatever she needed, we'd provide

I tested the light from their bodies," Freya began, pointing at one of the corpses her assistants were still examining. She ran her hands over the body, and it began to

watched in amazement, unable to hide my disbelief. "What

ritual was performed that caused their deaths," she explained, 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

my eyes widen in shock. The Lunar Realm?! I masked my surprise quickly,

her take on it, to see if she had come to the same conclusion that I had-a conclusion that felt

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..." Her conflicted expression