The Female Alpha’s Sanctuary

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 what I was

make it

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. Meredith’s face brightened with understanding the second she realized my intent. Her confusion twisted

her off for too long. Her mate’s already used up

little huff my wolf let out made me grin.

have let

Fio had been secondary to everything else thus far. I had no real belief 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

if I played with one and not

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

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cheeks, dark circles emphasizing how exhausted she must be, and the delicate curve of her throat looking fragile with how much fat she lost.

couldn’t postpone

had a promise

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