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

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

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

Charlotte isn't sure what to do.She's completely torn between going home, or staying with her mate.She hasn't had a chance to fully contemplate how she feels about finding her mate, but one look at Conrad tells her that she's going to have plenty of time to figure it out."What's his name?" Conrad asks, and Charlotte sits up on the bed, the sheets gathering around her waist."Matt Keller," she informs her best friend, and Conrad makes a 'hmm' noise."It's a nice name. He seems like an okay guy; he made sure you were okay before we were allowed leave," Conrad reasons.She's thrilled for her friend; Charlotte deserves someone as amazing as she is, and although she isn't sure if Matt is that guy, she thinks it's worth a try to find out. She's willing to give him a chance; she's delighted for the girl who has always wanted to find her mate.She can sense Charlotte is hesitant, though, and Conrad is determined to find out why.If it's because of her, it certainly won't be for long. Her s

She feels sick at this admission.She can't find her words."How did you know?" She asks quietly, and Carlos runs a hand through his hair, standing up.The light on his desk is beeping, indicating somebody is entering the code to come into the quarters."How did you know, Carlos?" Conrad repeats, standing up on shaky legs.She feels like she's going to throw up."Sit down, let's talk about it," Carlos says quietly, looking up at her.Conrad scowls at him, shaking her head."No, Carlos, I won't sit down. If you can't tell me, I'm not going to stay here. Do you know what else is going to happen in my life? Have you turned into some sort of crazy mind-reader? Actually, you know what, I don't think I want to know," she blabbers, massaging her temples lightly.Carlos stands up, not breaking eye contact with her."Connie, I spoke to a witch about you. You can speak to her if you want, but we have more pressing issues right now," he informs her, turning his monitor around to face her.On the