Her departure had caused some confusion.She had signed on to be there for most of the week, so her abrupt leave had caused some small issues with timetabling.Conrad was just assuming it would probably take the two days in the capital to handle all of the problems associated with ending a mating.It had been almost a month since she had last seen Atlas, and she wasn't looking forward to seeing him again.At the mere thought of having to be in the same room with him, a knot built in her stomach, making her feel ready to throw up.She pulls the car over to the side of the road, opening the window and inhaling deeply to try to calm herself down.The mere thought of seeing him shouldn't upset her this much, but she knows nobody would criticise her for it.The mate bond is different than others, and breaking one is agonising.She's prepared for that pain, and she knows she can handle it; it's the possibility that they're going to be within a few feet of each other for more than a few minu
As soon as they touch down, Jeanne is waiting for them.She had decided to surprise Conrad with a collection car, because she thought it might make it easier for her to sort out her thoughts.They arrived a little early, and Jeanne was secretly relieved about it.She had heard some whispers about Atlas and his little creature, and she wanted to inform Conrad about them before she walked anywhere near the trial."Hey Con," Jeanne calls, waiting for Conrad to emerge fully from the open door.Charlotte drops down first, neither of them waiting for steps to be wheeled over to the aeroplane doorway."Hey, Jeanne. This is Charlotte," Conrad calls back as they get closer.Charlotte gives Jeanne a wave, having heard a lot about her during their separate summer internships.Jeanne knew plenty about Charlotte too, and they briefly hug."I thought we were meeting you at the headquarters," Charlotte says warily, adjusting the backpack on her shoulder as she steps back a little from Jeanne."Yeah,
Charlotte is in a pale floral dress that reaches halfway down her calves, a cropped leather jacket on her top half.Neither of them are particularly ready for the cold.The guards lead them out.As soon as they step out, the bustling, noisy hallway goes completely silent, and she can feel eyes following her as soon as she takes a step.There's a thin walkway between the people lining the hall, and Charlotte determinedly takes the lead, retaking Conrad's hand.Conrad can't stop the amused smile crawling onto her face, and Charlotte sticks her chin out, marching down the hallway.Conrad's heels are the only noise in the corridor."Adamo and Rosser," a man yells, and Conrad's eyes scan the crowd, finally landing on the man with a schedule in his hand.Charlotte allows Conrad to move in front of her, the two of them never releasing hands as they stand in front of the man.She can hear Atlas walking towards them; his footsteps are heavy."Rosser," Conrad states calmly, and the man nods, ra
Conrad moved so fast she swears time had stopped.She had leapt over the barrier between her and Charlotte and Atlas and Meg, with Charlotte throwing herself after her to try to restrain her.She barely manages to grab her friend before Conrad makes it to Atlas, her claws out and her teeth descended."Order," one of the men roars, and a guard comes over to Charlotte, raising a brow."No, it's okay," Charlotte pants, tugging Conrad back.She forces her into her seat, and Conrad yanks her blazer off, her chest heaving with rage and frustration."What do you mean, no?" One of the women asks irritably.Everyone had been hoping this would be a short case so that they could all have the evening off; both candidates had been shown to have new partners and seemed to have no interest in remaining together.That was true for Conrad. She wanted to move on with her life, but Atlas seemed to have other ideas."I do not consent to the dissolution," he simply says, and Conrad can't stop the angry gr
"How have you been?" Carlos asks, and Conrad raises a brow."Fabulous. Obviously. My mate has twins on the way, and I'm living with my parents again. I'm going to become Beta this year. That's it, that's my entire summary of this god-awful year," she beams sarcastically, shaking her head.Carlos raises a brow, walking towards the emptier end of the hallway, leading her along gently."I thought my year had been bad. I've been having a pretty good time in comparison," he chuckles, his dark eyes following her every move.Having those eyes back on her makes her shiver; she remembers the days they would watch her almost constantly, a smirk on the lips a few centimetres below them."How have you been doing?" She questions, leaning her back against the stone walls."I've been hanging on. Sabrina is at boarding school now; she's gotten really tall," he remarks, showing her his phone's lock screen picture."Oh, she's gorgeous," Conrad coos, peering at the little girl who she occasionally mothe
Conrad and Charlotte are squeezing each other's hand under the table, staring straight ahead of them."In the case of Adamo and Rosser, we have been unable to come to a conclusion," Elizabeth declares, and Conrad stands up in her seat."I'm going to ask for an annulment if I cannot obtain a rejection agreement," she states, and Elizabeth nods."Annulment granted. We give permission for the bond to be broken immediately. However, we cannot approve a rejection agreement until both parties are of the same opinion regarding their situation," she responds, and Conrad can't stop the smile that creeps onto her face."We will have a witch here within the hour. The bond breaking will take place in the round room then, thank you all for coming," Alfred finishes the session, slamming the gavel onto its mat.Everyone files out slowly, Charlotte dragging Conrad out."Come on; we need to go to the round room! We need to find Jeanne and then go to the round room," she beams, managing to slide into t
"You're a tracker. I thought you'd be skinnier," she replies, and Conrad purses her lips.She's curvy, which is unusual for wolves; even after her bout of depression."You're a witch. I thought you'd be nicer," Conrad beams, and the witch's face drops a little.Yeah, bitch. Make her eat them words, Jane cackles.She's had people comment on her figure for most of her life, especially since she finished high school.When she had gone to college, her hips had come in, her boobs had tripled in size, and her face had finally lost some of the puppy fat.She had been pretty skinny in high school, bar her hips, which never went away no matter how much cardio she had forced herself to do.She was secure in her body and liked her curves; which was a relief, especially in situations like this."You know how this ceremony is carried out, yes?" The witch asks disdainfully, looking down her nose at the girl.Conrad gives her a nod and a tight smile, sitting down on one of the wooden benches in the
Charlotte claps a hand over her mouth as she gazes at the body laying on the floor, exchanging a look with Jeanne."Is the breaking complete?" Jeanne asks, peering at the face."Yes. You may leave," the witch calmly responds, exiting the room.Conrad rises from her seat, her entire body shaking with the effort of it."I'm going to fall," she mumbles, and Charlotte immediately catches her, hauling her back up."Thank you," she mumbles, slowly testing if she can put weight onto either, or both, of her feet.After a minute or two, she can, and Jeanne continues to force some of the fizzy drink she had brought into her mouth, convincing her that it would help to make her blood sugars level out and then get her energy back.Conrad slowly moves away from Charlotte, staring at the heap Atlas is laying in."Fucker," she mutters, stepping over him.She pauses to look at Meg, who looks back at her, her eyes wide and fearful.Meg opens her mouth for a second and then closes it."Goodbye," Conrad