Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 634 Chapter 634 Negotiation

I stood before my pack house, my legs threatening to give out beneath me as my heart and mind waged war against each other.

'Come on, Zander. Do you really think Selena is behind those deaths?' Lyon growled in frustration. 'I'm not ready to believe she could do something like that.'

I let out a long sigh, a wave of defeat washing over me. I didn't want to believe it either. But as a ruler, I couldn't ignore the facts-and the facts were pointing in a direction I couldn't refuse to accept.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, I pushed open the doors and entered the pack house. The sight that greeted me eased a fraction of the weight on my chest.

Austin's cheerful laughter filled the room as he sat cross-legged on the floor, his tiny hands gripping crayons. Anne knelt beside him, patiently helping him with his kindergarten coloring assignment. Seeing my son happy melted away some of the stress that had been clawing at me, even if only for a moment. "Zander," Anne greeted me with a warm smile. "Would you like a cup of coffee?"

"No, thanks, Anne," I replied, shaking my head. "I want to freshen up first."

She nodded, her attention returning to Austin as she resumed helping him with his coloring. I walked past the kitchen, where the familiar sight of my mother and Blair overseeing the household chores greeted me.

My eyes instinctively scanned the room, searching for Selena, but she was nowhere in sight.

"Where is Selena?" I asked Blair, my tone casual yet laced with curiosity.

"I haven't seen her all day," she answered calmly. "She might be in her room."

Without another word, I turned and headed straight to my room, where Selena had been staying.

I opened the door, the faint trace of Selena's scent lingered in the air,

while. I didn't

where had she gone for so long without telling anyone... without telling

following any hint of her presence, until I finally caught

outside the door before

at the sudden intrusion, her wide eyes staring

hesitantly, her

over the study. "No one enters this room without my

she replied softly, her voice carrying an innocent charm, her wide

Alpha King of the North. This is my workspace, filled with confidential details I bring home to review in my free time. If you

ease. Suspicion pricked at my senses. I swiftly turned the laptop toward me, my

when I realized that all the recent work on it had

yet another reason to trust Freya's findings and to

hiding from me,

persistent whisper. A strange sense of déjà vu crept over me, a

on my laptop?" I growled using my sharp and authoritative

glanced at

neutral, but her

thought I'd do some research about the North

words seemed too practiced, too deliberate. A queen of the Lunar Realm needing