LOGINAlina’s POV - Three Days LaterThe courtroom was overflowing—every seat was taken, and people filled the back, while others watched on screens in nearby rooms. This wasn’t just any trial; it felt like a dramatic show. The fall of Commissioner Marcus Hart, brought down by his own daughter, played out for public consumption like a Greek tragedy.I sat nervously in the witness waiting room, still wearing the same navy suit from my earlier testimony but feeling entirely different this time. I felt more ready and determined. Instead of feeling like a victim, I was now someone who wanted justice.Across from me, my lawyer Patricia Morrison reviewed some last-minute advice. “Remember, answer only the questions they ask. Don’t go into too much detail. If Blake tries to rattle you, take a breath, center yourself, respond calmly. You’ve been through worse than cross-examination.”“Have I, really?” I asked, feeling overwhelmed. “Because this feels pretty horrible.”“You’ve faced down assassins,
Ronan’s POV - Later That EveningI found Alina in the library—a quiet place we made at the compound for anyone looking to escape the chaos around us. She was cozied up in a big chair, staring off into space, deep in thought.“Mind if I sit here?” I asked from the doorway.She motioned for me to join her. “Actually, I could use the company. My thoughts are getting overwhelming.”I sat down, and for a moment, we enjoyed a comfortable silence. Something had changed between us lately; the walls I had built around myself were starting to crumble, revealing a more open and vulnerable side.“Care to share what’s on your mind?” I asked.“Tommy called me poison,” she said quietly. “He said I was ruining everything. Part of me wonders if he’s right. Not about his methods, but about the truth underneath it all. My being here has caused problems. There’s been division. P
Alina’s POVThe interrogation room where they had taken Tommy looked like something straight out of a crime TV show. It had cold, bare concrete walls and a single metal chair fixed to the floor, with a drain in the center that I tried not to think about. Tommy was sitting in that chair, hands cuffed behind him, and his face was already starting to swell from where Jaxon had hit him.I stood behind a one-way mirror with Maddox and Chloe, watching as Ronan and Jaxon questioned Tommy. They wanted me to take it easy after my head injury, but I couldn’t. I needed to hear this and understand what was going on.“Let’s keep it simple,” Ronan said, his voice steady and controlled. “How long have you been betraying the club?”Tommy let out a bitter, broken laugh. “Betraying? I was trying to save it. Save it from you three and your obsession with that girl.”“Answer the question,” Jaxon said, h
Ronan’s POVThe main hall was packed by seven AM—every available Serpent crammed into the space, sitting on chairs, standing against walls, perched on tables. The energy was tense, filled with anticipation. Word had spread that this was an emergency meeting about “critical club business,” which in Serpent-speak meant someone was about to get seriously fucked.Tommy stood near the front, looking relaxed and confident. He had no idea what was coming, which was exactly how we’d planned it.“Thank you all for gathering on short notice,” I said, moving to stand at the head of the room with Jaxon and Maddox flanking me. Alina sat in the front row beside Chloe, both of them surrounded by security. “We’ve called this meeting to address a matter of utmost importance to the club’s integrity and safety.”“This about Nick?” someone called out. “Because I still think we should’ve
Alina’s POVChloe was reading in bed, curled up with a thriller novel that seemed eerily fitting given everything happening around us. When I knocked, she looked up and noticed my worried expression.“Hey,” she said, setting the book aside. “Everything okay? You look stressed.”“I need to tell you something,” I said, sitting on the edge of her bed. “And you’re probably going to panic, but I need you to stay calm.”Her expression shifted immediately. “What happened?”“Tommy’s planning to relocate you tomorrow,” I said. “He’s framing it as a safety measure, but we have evidence he’s the real traitor. He’s been selling information to the Vultures, stealing from the club, framing innocent people. And we think moving you is part of a bigger plan to sabotage our leadership.”Chloe went pale. “Relocate me where?”
Ronan’s POV All three of us plus Blade sat around the table, reviewing the evidence. Financial records, communications, photographs of documents, audio recording of Tommy’s conversation. It was damning. Absolutely, unquestionably damning.“He’s been stealing from us for over a year and a half,” I explained. “Selling information to the Vultures, pocketing the profits. He Used his position to feed them information about our movements, our vulnerabilities. Framed Nick to cover his tracks when Nick got too close to exposing him. And now he’s planning to move Chloe tomorrow as part of a larger plan to sabotage our authority.”“So we arrest him,” Jaxon said. “Right now. Tonight. Before he can do more damage.”“We can’t do that,” Blade replied slowly. “We need to get the club’s agreement first. Tommy is part of the senior leadership, and we can’t just imprison him without discussing it with everyone.”“Even with all this evidence?” Alina questioned, pointing at the screens filled with proof







