The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

Chapter 232

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,”

a brow at

not make

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

off for too long. Her mate’s already used up his importance. Why not see if little Fio

my wolf let out made me

let her off for

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 substantial would come

played with one and

back to the documents sc att ered over the desk, I moved the first few pages from the pile until I found what I was looking for. My eyes pinned onto the

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

couldn’t postpone it any

had a promise to make

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