Let Me Go My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel 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.”

Seeing my people in peril—helpless, 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 to protect them if I had to.

I approached the bodies, my gaze narrowing as I examined them closely. Encased in glass covers, their pale skin shimmered with an eerie silver hue.

“What’s happening to them?” I asked Freya, expecting she might have conducted some tests, which could explain the odd glow.

I glanced at Freya, noticing her hesitation.

“What’s wrong?” I demanded sternly.

“I checked the illumination from their bodies and…” She paused.

“And?” I frowned, waiting for her to continue.

“Come with me, Alpha,” she said, motioning for me to follow her toward the laboratory. Just before we entered, she handed me a full-body suit. I glanced at her, puzzled.

“Please wear this,” 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 affect others.”

“Are you out of your mind?” I roared. “Do you even know what you’re saying?”

“I do, Alpha,” she replied firmly, her voice steady despite the weight of her words. “Trust me, I’ve double-checked it thousands of times—even though I confirmed it in the first trial. The magic came from the Lunar Realm. It doesn’t exist anywhere else,” she said, her tone resolute, though her expression conveyed a deep empathy. “I understand what this means to you, and for the first time in my life, I wished to be wrong.”

I exhaled loudly, then inhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair. No, this couldn’t be true. It couldn’t.

Freya hesitated but continued, “If I connect the pieces... it all started when your mate, Queen Selena, came to reside in our pack.”

“Shut the fuck up!” I growled, spinning abruptly toward her with a glare that could scorch the air between us.

Freya flinched slightly but held her ground. “I hope I’m wrong, Alpha. But we can’t ignore the facts.”

The facts pointed to a grim possibility, but my heart refused to accept them. Selena... behind the deaths? No, no! The mere thought was unthinkable—believing it felt impossible.

But if it were true... then what?