Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 531 Sleep In My Room *Selena*


    I stood there frozen, my heart racing as Avery''s words sliced through the fragile cocoon of grief that had enveloped me since L''s tragic death. The wounds of her loss were still raw, the pain a relentless ache that gripped my chest. "No!" The word tore out of me as my voice quivered with a mixture of shock and defiance.


    "Yes! Yes, you are the murderer," Avery spat the words out with a fiery vehemence. My trembling lips parted, ready to defend myself against the usations that had blindsided me.


    "She didn''t kill L," the deep resonance of Zander''s voice rolled out like thunder amidst a storm. He stepped forward, standing beside me.


    I turned my tear-filled eyes toward him, a mixture of astonishment and shock dancing in their depths. Why would he stand by me?


    "How... how can you say that, Zander?" Avery''s incredulous voiceced with disbelief shattered the momentary respite as her words trembled, a quiver of uncertainty revealing the cracks in her conviction.


    "I know because she has no wolf. Look at L''s body-this wasn''t the act of a human. It was the work of a mad and bloodthirsty animal," Zander reasoned with his precise observation.


    A gasp caught in the air, the realization dawning that there might be more to this tragic tale than met the eye. Yet, Avery''s anger was now directed at Zander.


    "I can''t believe it, and there you are taking her side," she used with a tone that sought to nt seeds of doubt. "You know that she is like her traitor family. We still don''t know what else she has hidden."


    "Maddox, get L''s body checked, figure out what happened," Zander''s voice sliced through the tension in the room, ignoring Avery''s whining in the process.


    "Everyone, just head back to your rooms. We''re diving into this, so don''t worry," he directed, and the other Werewolves scattered, each with their own mix of worry and confusion.


    Avery, though, didn''t budge. She stood there, shooting daggers at Zander, her frustration practically palpable in the air. Zander seemed exhausted, a sigh escaping him as he dealt with her.


    "Avery, seriously, go to your room now," he snapped with a touch of impatience, his voice turning cold as ice.


    "But Zander..." she started to argue, her voice a mix of defiance and desperation. Zander didn''t even let her finish.


    "We''ll talk about it tomorrow," he dismissed her.


    My shock from the earlier usations was still fresh, and Zander''s sudden support was a jolt to my emotions. Tears were still making their way down my cheeks as I watched the investigators somberly carry L''s body out of my room, a visual that felt like a nightmare. Zander stayed back. Once the investigators were out of sight, he turned his attention to me.


    "Selena,e to my room," he invited, his voice quietly authoritative.


    I must have looked puzzled because he quickly rified, "Your room is a mess, covered in blood and wreckage. It''ste, and you shouldn''t stay here alone. Just for tonight,e sleep in my room."


    Staying in the Alpha''s room felt strange, but I was extremely exhausted and emotionally traumatized by the sorrow. So, I silently nodded in agreement. He led the way, and I followed, the silence between us heavy with unspoken questions.


    Once we were inside his room, he turned and locked the door behind us, the click of the lock echoing in the room''s quietness.


    He turned toward me. His gaze fixed on me as he posed a direct question, his voice a mix of curiosity and seriousness. "Are you finally going to tell me what''s going on?" I mirrored his gaze, my own expression a blend of defiance and uncertainty. "What do you mean?" I countered, challenging him to rify. His brow furrowed, annoyance flickering across his features.


    "I know where you were and what you were doing when L died," he stated firmly, his words carrying a note of controlled frustration as he continued to study me intently.


    He knew? The realization hit me, a mixture of surprise and realization dawning within me. Of course, he


    knew. The system reboot couldn''t


    have happened automatically. you were ying with me, controlling the system while sitting far away?!" I shook my head as realization gleamed.


    "Do you think you can defeat your teacher?! I was the one who taught you every single detail of hacking?" He scoffed, his conceited eyes glowing with pride.


    I snorted at his proud remark, pinching the bridge of my nose.


    "I know you didn''t kill that Omega because you were in the data room, stealing information," he dered, his anger simmering beneath the surface.


    "So, you''ve known all along? How long were you pretending to be ignorant?" I retorted, my tone tinged with skepticism.


    He held my gaze, his irritation barely concealed.


    "Do you think you got the data room key so easily and just like that? No, I left it there for you," he admitted, unraveling his secret.


    His revtion left me stunned, trying to piece together his motives. "Why did you do that?" I asked, genuine confusion coloring my words.


    "I wanted to understand your


    intentions, Selena. You harbored so much resentment toward me that you didn''t think twice about risking the entire werewolfmunity''s existence. How could you be so


    self-centered?" His a


    in the air, a mixture of


    hung


    disappointment and angercing his


    voice.


    I fell silent, studying his face for any signs of deception. He hadn''t changed; he was still the same master of maniption.


    "Tell me, who else is involved?" he demanded once more, his tone unyielding as he pressed for answers.


    "So, that was your n?!" I shook my


    head in disbelief, my emotions swirling with a mix of shock and understanding."You wanted to find out who else was working with me. That''s why you didn''t throw me in prison when you caught me hacking the system. You were keeping an eye on me. Or were you enjoying watching me fail in misery?" I let out a bitterugh, my wordsced with a mocking tone aimed at his


    calcting mind.


    His expression remained impassive as he responded, his voice carrying a trace of frustration. "No, I needed to uncover who you were working for. The data is of no value to you. Someone else is interested. Tell me, who''s behind this? Who are you working for?"