HannahThe crowd fell into a low murmur as I walked into the Alpha Council chambers, my all-female security team flanking me and Viona close behind.As we made our way down the aisle, I could hear the whispers and sneers from some of the males in the audience. Their eyes raked over me and my team in
The Council looked around at each other, speaking in hushed tones. Some nodded, their gazes growing stony as they glanced at my cousin.However, before any of them could speak, Alvin’s lawyer jumped up. “Objection. How can we trust the word of a criminal? Someone who has fled from Darkmoon and sough
HannahMy heart was practically on fire as I burst out of the trial chamber. Finally, Alvin, the man who sought to abort my baby and even contributed to the cause of my death, would be in prison where he belonged…“We did it,” I whispered, turning to Viona and throwing my arms around her. “I can’t b
“I would like to submit this DNA test along with this recording of my half-brother’s confession,” he said. “It proves conclusively that Scott, not Drake, is Adam’s biological father.”A collective gasp went through the room as Noah played the audio tape of Scott confessing along with the DNA test to
HannahI told him everything.Everything.Even the stuff that I didn’t want to think about ever again.Over the next twenty minutes, I told Noah my entire story from beginning to end—from the moment I watched my baby’s embryo in a puddle on the floor to this very moment here, now, in this courtroom.
Relief washed over me, so intense it nearly made me collapse. Noah guided me to sit beside him on the bench, his hand still holding mine.“You know,” he said after a moment, his thumb tracing circles on the back of my hand, “I always found it strange how you had such a sudden change in demeanor that
HannahNoah and I walked out of the courtroom side by side.Viona and Drake, who were waiting in the hallway, turned. Their eyes widened the moment they saw our intertwined hands and the flushed color to my cheeks.“Before you start asking questions,” I said, holding up my free hand to stop Viona, “
Perhaps he was simply unsurprised. Because perhaps he had planned on suggesting the same thing.It was the most logical outcome, after all.…Melody’s soft coos filled the air as I gently bounced her in my arms, pacing back and forth across the carpeted nursery floor. Quiet lullabies played on her l