LOGIN"No, Alexander, no," Mia started to say, moving closer to him.Her steps were unsteady, stumbling as she tried to close the distance between them. Her hands reached out, fingers grasping at air as she attempted to touch him, to hold him, to somehow undo what had just been declared. Two large men in security uniforms stepped between Mia and Alexander, their movements efficient and professional. Their hands wrapped around her upper arms, not rough but firm enough to prevent escape. Mia's feet scraped against the polished floor as they pulled her backward, the sound of her shoes dragging, creating a harsh scraping noise that echoed through the silent room."No, let me explain," Mia said again as they dragged her out the door.Her voice had gone shrill, climbing higher with each word until it broke on the last syllable. She twisted in their grip, trying to turn back to look at Alexander, but the officers kept her moving forward with steady pressure. Her hair had come loose from whateve
"Alexander, please, I will explain everything," Mia said, rushing to hold Alexander on his arm as soon as she realized she had been caught.Her fingers wrapped around his forearm with desperate strength, nails digging into the fabric of his suit jacket. Her face had transformed from panic to pleading, eyes wide and glassy with tears that spilled freely down her cheeks. She pressed herself closer to him, her body angled toward his in a gesture that spoke of intimacy and familiarity.Alexander moved his arm away from her grasp, anger replacing the confused look on his face. The motion was sharp and deliberate, a rejection that left no room for misinterpretation. His jaw had gone tight, muscles bunching beneath his skin as he ground his teeth together. "Your husband, Victor, saved my life during battle with the rogues," Alexander began, his words making Emilia's too calm mood to falter.The statement hung in the air, heavy with implications that Emilia's mind was still racing to proces
"What are you talking about?" Stephanie was the first to break the short silence that ensured.Her voice came out sharp and demanding, cutting through the stillness that had settled over the room like a blade. She took a step forward, her body rigid with disbelief, shoulders thrown back in challenge."She is not pregnant," Emilia replied, her voice calm.The words floated across the space between them, simple and devastating. Emilia's face remained neutral, professional, as though she had just delivered a routine diagnosis rather than demolished the foundation of everything that had transpired over the past months."This incompetent human knows nothing," Mia shouted, her voice climbing to a pitch that made several people in the front row wince.Her face had gone red, veins standing out against her temples as fury overtook the careful performance she had been maintaining. "She's incapable of sensing an Alpha pup," Mia continued, her words tumbling over each other in her haste to discr
"No, no, no, no," Mia shouted, her voice climbing higher with each repetition. "Do not let this monster come near me."She extended her hand forward in an attempt to block Emilia from getting too close to her body, palm out in a stopping gesture. Her face showed theatrical fear, eyes wide and wild like she was facing genuine threat. The other hand remained pressed against her stomach, that protective gesture she'd been using throughout this entire confrontation."She tried to attack I and my precious baby," she added, the accusation delivered with trembling voice that suggested trauma.Several people in the audience shifted uncomfortably, caught between the sabotage plot that had just been exposed and this new claim of assault. A few faces showed confusion, trying to reconcile multiple contradictory narratives. The journalists were recording everything, cameras swiveling between Mia and Emilia."This human demon tried to murder your baby?" Stephanie asked, her gaze turning questioning
The shift in attention was immediate and complete, dozens of heads swiveling in unison toward where Mia sat. The accusation hanging in the air made her the new focus, suspicion replacing the shock that had dominated moments ago. Phones that had been recording Jessica's arrest adjusted angles, cameras now pointed at the blonde woman whose involvement had just been exposed.Mia's face showed panic for just a fraction of a second before she forced it away, replaced by indignant outrage. Her hands gripped the armrests of her chair, knuckles white from pressure. She could feel the weight of all those eyes, the judgment forming behind stares that had been friendly or at least neutral minutes before.Alexander's gaze was particularly intense, brown eyes boring into her with an expression that had gone from watchful to coldly assessing. His jaw was tight, arms crossed over his chest again in that defensive posture. Whatever satisfaction he'd shown earlier when Emilia revealed the antidote had
"You can't accuse me without evidence," Jessica retorted, her voice rising defensively.Her hands had curled into fists at her sides, body language shifting from shocked to combative. Color flooded her cheeks, eyes darting between Emilia and the audience as if seeking support. Several people were watching with intense interest now, the dynamic having shifted dramatically from what they'd expected."Evidence?" Emilia repeated, one corner of her mouth lifting slightly. "Who said anything about lacking evidence?"She placed her hand on the podium and lifted up another bottle that looked identical to the one that had shattered on the floor.The movement was smooth and deliberate, her fingers wrapping around a second vial that had apparently been resting there the entire time. Hidden from view by the angle of the podium, waiting for exactly this moment. The amber liquid inside caught the light just like the first bottle had, the exact same color and consistency."This is the real wolfsbane







