Chapter 232

It’s why I’d been going back and forth to Greyhound and the Capital this whole week.

Noah had also been complaining non-stop since then. Drowning in paperwork wasn’t the way he wanted to go, so he says.

“Walker’s trial had been pushed up to the same day as the Dixons. With Chamberlain, Val and Benicio’s confessions, we have enough to make sure the Beta doesn’t get off. For now, Walker’s in solitary confinement. His lovely wife is on house arrest here, in the Capital. The Chancellor decided to wait until the pup was born to indite her. She won’t get off easy though. She still knew about the attack and so readily condemned you to die there too. As Luna, well,”

Meredith’s sharklike grin is lethal,

“She should’ve come clean about the attack even if she was given the title until after the fact. Falsely alleging an Alpha as her mate doesn’t give her any points either. With your recount of the events, along with the confessions, they’re all as good as f ucked.”

The ex-Alpha slid the folder containing all the details about their cases over to me. I glanced at the first few pages, noting that upon investigation, it was found that Benicio still had contact within Reddusk. A childhood friend, apparently, who still fed him information about the happenings within the pack.

It’s how he knew about Lila’s existence.

But how he knew I was close to her was still unanswered. Leaning back against the chair, I tapped the nail of my finger along the surface of the table. I let out a considering him,

“We have three confessions,”

who rose a brow at

make

behind my words hung in the air for some time. It was no secret that the fate of the rogues were as good as dam ned with or without my intervention. We had enough confessions to make do with, but it wasnt enough for me.

up his importance.

let out made me

Yes, we have let her off for

that she knew anything more than Val did. The duo hadn’t held much importance to Xeneron, that much was clear. They might’ve been among the higher ranks, but Xeneron was the type to keep his cards close to his chest. I doubted anything

played with one and not

sc att ered over the desk, I moved the first few pages from the pile until

13:14

The Female Alpha’s SanctionL

no 90%

hair clumpy from oil, sunken cheeks, dark circles emphasizing how exhausted she must be, and the

couldn’t postpone it any

a promise to

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