Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 660 The Process *Selena* I woke up to the sound of birds chirping and golden morning sunlight filtering softly through the window. Yet, Zander still hadn't returned since last night. A pang of worry crept into my chest, but my rumbling stomach quickly remindedof my other priorities.

I placed a hand on my belly, soothing my unborn child as I thought about my elder son. Austin must be waking up soon. Determined to push through the morning, I quickly took a warm shower, dressed, and stepped out into the hall. The aromatic fragrance of freshly cooked bacon, eggs, cupcakes, and coffee wafted through the air, making my stomach growl louder in anticipation.

I caught sight of an omega and asked her to bring breakfast to Austin's room while I went to help my little boy get ready for kindergarten. His laughter brightened my mood as I brushed his hair and adjusted his uniform. Moments later, breakfast arrived, and we enjoyed the meal together-Austin giggling through mouthfuls of cupcake crumbs while I sipped my coffee.

Afterward, I saw him off in a pristine white Mercedes designated for the Alpha's son, waving until the car disappeared from sight. My heart warmed, but disappointment lingered. Zander still hasn't cback. The memory of our conversation from the previous night played on repeat in my mind. My unease grew, and with it, a decision formed. I needed answers from my mother. I knew calling her here could be risky- especially if Zander decided to intervene before I understood her side of the story.

Without telling anyone, I left for the Lunar Realm. We need to talk face-to-face. She deserves the chance to explain herself in private, and I need to hear the truth before things spiral further out of control. "Mother! Mother!" My voice echoed through the grand hall of the Lunar Castle. Guards and lunar servants bowed in respect as I hurried past. I acknowledged them with a curt nod, too focused on my mission to stop. I didn't have much tI had to return to the Moonglow pack house before Zander or anyone else noticed my absence. "Selena, you've returned at last," my mother's excited voice called from behind, causingto spin around. "Mother," I said, my tone clipped and serious as my gaze locked with hers. "We need to talk." Sensing the urgency in my voice, she nodded and gestured forto follow her to the throne room. The towering doors groaned as they closed behind us, sealing us in with a heavy finality. Guards stood at attention outside, ensuring our privacy.

The white marble walls gleamed under the golden glow of candle flames, casting a warm light that danced across the surfaces. The red velvet upholstery of the throne and other seats shimmered with a crimson brilliance, adding a regal touch to the room. High above, the ceilings soared, adorned with an opulent chandelier that sparkled like a constellation, while rare and intricate artwork graced the walls, telling stories of an ancient, majestic past.

"What's wrong, Selena?" Mother asked, turning to face me. Her eyes softened with concern as they flitted briefly to my belly. "Sit down. You shouldn't stress yourself," she said gently, her voice tinged with worry. So, she knew.

"You're going to be a grandmother again, High Priestess," I said, my words laced with sarcasm. "I hope this tyou'll be honest withand telleverything." Her expression shifted, hesitation flickering in her eyes. She folded her hands in front of her, her regal composure faltering. "What do you want to know?" Her unease confirmed it-she already knew what I was about to ask.

"Why did you make my mate and my family forget about me?" I demanded, my voice sharp with frustration.

"It was necessary for the process," she replied calmly, her composed demeanor only fueling my anger.

"Process? Process? Process!" I yelled, the words tumbling out in a storm of frustration. "What is this process, and how could you make such a life-altering decision about my life without even consulting me?" "I am your mother, Selena. I know what's best for you," she said in that smaddeningly serene tone. "Oh, so now you suddenly remember you're my mother?" I shot back, my voice dripping with sarcasm. "You didn't think twice before abandoningafter giving birth, did you?!" "Selena, my child," she whispered, her voice trembling with an unfamiliar vulnerability. The tears welling up in her eyes made my anger falter for just a moment, softening the edges of my resolve. "Today, I'm going to tell you everything. But will you believeonce you know the truth?" Her words tugged at my emotions, but I couldn't let my guard down so easily. It could be another one of her manipulative tricks. I wasn't the emotional fool I used to be-not anymore, not after everything she'd done to me.

"I'll decide that after hearing your side of the story," I said coldly, refusing to let my emotions cloud my judgment.

She looked away, and for a moment, I thought she had changed her mind and wouldn't tellthe truth! M "Mother, "I began, my tone sharp, pressing her with the authority of the Lunar Queen. I had had enough of being treated as just a daughter.

"Selena..." she started quickly, as if afraid of losing her nerve. "Your Birth her nerve." and your death were planned long before you cinto this world." My eyes widened in shock, the weight of her words slamming into me.

"What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

She took a deep, steadying breath, her eyes filled with helplessness and sorrow as they locked onto mine. "You were created in my womb to be offered to the universe-to save the world from destruction." My lips parted, a silent gasp escaping as her cruel revelation hitlike a blow.

"You were born to die, Selena," she continued, her voice trembling. "The day of your sacrifice is the culmination of the process."