Dumont gasped as soon as he saw the newcomers. I smiled.He leaned in and began to whisper insistently to his lawyer.I called my witnesses up to the stand one after the other. The next few minutes were a blur of questions and answers."Please introduce yourselves to the court," was my first question to each witness."I am Mr Smith, an accountant at Quest Accounting Firm," the first man said."I am Evelyn Row, the owner of a fashion company called Perfect Cuts.""My name is Victor, I was the co-owner of a small start-up company called Valeed Eye.""Do you know the man seated there?" I pointed at Mr Dumont."Yes! That's right! I do," they each answered."I employed Dumont as our accounts officer about 7 years ago now," Victor answered. He added, "He worked with us for about a year and during that time, he was an amazing employee."Evelyn smiled when I asked her the same question. "Of course! That is Mr Dumont. He worked at Perfect about five years ago."Mr Smith also acknowledged kno
~ Bella ~I ran to Nikolai and jumped into his arms without even thinking about it.I was just so happy, so glad that the case had gone so well.Anyone with eyes and ears could tell that we were definitely going to win!Dumont must be shaking in his boots right now, trying to find a way to patch things up with his lawyer.In all that excitement, I'd turned around and seen Nikolai looking at me with the proudest look I'd ever seen.Next thing I knew, I was in his arms. He caught me easily like I weighed nothing and spun me around.By the time he set me down, my brain was working again. I blushed crimson red, looking around the room to see if anyone had noticed what just happened.But most people had left the room already, and the few that were left weren't paying much attention either.I breathed a sigh of relief. I knew I had a lot of eyes on me here today.A few reporters still followed me around till now. The last thing I needed was a picture of me hugging Nikolai on the front of
~ Bella ~The reporters instantly surrounded the car and cameras started flashing.The last time that happened, I'd immediately flown into a panic.But this time, for some reason, I felt oddly calm and relaxed.Maybe it was because I was already used to have cameras flashing at me at odd times...?Or maybe it was because I was with Alpa Nikolai and just instinctively knew I was completely safe.As if to prove my point, "Clear us a path," he said calmly.At first I wasn't even sure who he was talking to but Ahmad and Boulin instantly stepped out of the car.The reporters closest to Boulin immediately stepped back as soon as they saw him, before he even did anything."Let's go," Nikolai said and ushered me out of the car. Boulin and Ahmad created a wall between us and the reporters.We walked into the courtroom relatively undisturbed except for the flashing cameras."Thank you," I said once we were safely inside.He shrugged. "It's kind of my fault anyway," he said and went off to his
~ Bella ~I brought a glass of water over to our guest and gently set it down in front of her.She immediately grabbed it up and began to gulp it down."Please drink slowly," I said, worried that she would choke herself.Her eyes darted to the corner of the room where Nikolai was standing, arms folded, leaning against the wall.She gulped even faster."You're scaring her," I mouthed to him.He shrugged in answer.Once she finished drinking the water, I took the glass cup from her and took it back out."Are you feeling better now?" I asked when I returned."Enough of this!" Nikolai exclaimed suddenly. He stalked to the table, pulled a chair to himself, turned its backwards and sat. He leaned casually against the back of the chair."We need answers. Why did you come to Mrs Smith? What do you need her services for?" he asked.She turned to me, wide-eyed. "Who is he?" she asked apprehensively, tugging nervously at her sleeve."He is...my assistant," I said in a voice that I hoped was rea
~ Nikolai ~"So where do we begin?" I asked Bella. We needed to discuss the case and come up with a line of action.Bella shrugged. "I don't know," she said.I frowned. She'd been acting quite cold since I came in for reasons I didn't know."You're the lawyer. Where would you usually start in a case like this," I pressed."You're the one who wanted to take the case. You should know where you planned to start," she said frostily."So are you saying you didn't want to take the case?" I asked.She shook her head. "Of course, I wanted to take the case. Her case was so pitiful. I wanted to help.""Then why are you being this way?" I asked, moving closer to her. "Where is this coming from, Bells?" I asked.She turned red at my use of my nickname for her. I couldn't tell if she liked it or hated the nickname from her reaction but it rolled off my tongue so easily and I enjoyed saying it."What's the problem?" I asked again.She folded her arms. "Nothing is the problem!"I knew enough about
~ Bella ~ "I'll tell you who the hell I am!" Nikolai snarled.I gasped. Was he going to reveal his identity? Right now? Here? That could be disastrous!I swallowed nervously and braced myself for the possible aftermath of such a revelation."I said who the hell are you?" Alpha Marcus demanded again, taking a step forward again which brought him practically nose to nose with Nikolai.The tension in the room was palpable. I could feel eyes on us from all over the room but I couldn't peel my eyes off them for a second.I was scared that if I did, a fight would break out before I could look back. It wouldn't even be a fight; it would be war!Ahmad was tense and ready, standing on the tips of his toes, ready to sail to his Alpha's defense.Alpha Marcus' bodyguards were equally tense and ready. What would happen if they clash?I'd heard stories of werewolf clashes and how destructive and violent they could be. No one would get out unscathed.Fear gripped my heart. I knew Nikolai was suppos
"I won't waste your time with a long statement," Marcus' lawyer continued. "Instead, I will let the facts speak for themselves. That will be all for now."He finished and turned around to go to his seat. Whispers filled the room.I stood uneasily. Something felt wrong...very wrong. I couldn't place my hand on it but I just knew something was going to happen and it would shock us.I headed to the front to start my case. As we passed each other, the lawyer caught my eye and smirked ever so lightly. My uneasiness doubled. What exactly did they have planned?I didn't doubt that they would pull an underhanded trick if they had to. I just hoped we were equipped to deal with whatever they pulled.The truth was we didn't have a lot to go on since there was no witness to give a report on Marcus' treatment of Eliza.So first, I called Eliza to the stand first and made her recount her experiences living with Marcus. She burst into tears halfway, pleading for her children to be returned to he
~ Bella ~Mrs Francesca practically flew off the witness stand. She kept her eyes up, completely avoiding meeting her friend's gaze. Well, former friend now. Obviously!"She lied. Can she do that? I thought we weren't supposed to lie on the stand," Eliza said, sobbing.I didn't answer. The sad truth was that she could and just did. Without another witness testimony to counter hers, it was just her words against Eliza's. Who knew who the jury would believe!"Stay calm," I whispered. She had to present a good image for the jury now."We'll be calling on our next witness now," the lawyer said. "Mr Antonio."Mr Antonio stepped up. "Who is he?" I asked."He is Marcus' caretaker at the house," she answered.Marcus gave his testimony, detailing how he often heard 'the Mrs' screaming and yelling profanities around the house.He described her as rude and condescending and stated that the kids sometimes ran out of the house to avoid her.Next was the maid, a wirry little woman called Bekky.