Semua Bab Slave By Birth (Werewolf Special): Bab 71 - Bab 80

"I don't know," he replied, "but I figured out you might be up to something lately."As he finally took his seat, his piercing gaze locked onto mine."Don't tell me you're the one who killed my servant for no reason?" I asked, trying to maintain a calm tone."I received a report from my servant that your servant killed himself rather than reveal something," he replied. "Then we came to a conclusion.""What conclusion?" I asked."Because the last thing I remember is me working on establishing a business in this land, and I told you to assist me as the man I'm going to marry," I replied."And you feel threatened by a nobody... I will never select for," he declared."Threatened by a nobody? I don't get you... Who are you talking about, exactly?" I asked.Drake waved his hand dismissively. "Whatever... Let's forget about it. But if you know something about it, drop it. There's no gain in killing a whole pack."Drake's POV"Whatever... Let's forget about it. But if you know something about

Drake's POVThe Senate President's voice echoed through the air. I gazed straight ahead, locking eyes with Daisy, who stood at the entrance of my penthouse."Law is law, Drake. She has to be arrested," the Senate President added.I turned to face him, my eyes also meeting Alpha Stone's."I never said you shouldn't arrest her," I began, my tone measured. "However, the fool who gave the order to barge into my penthouse without my permission should prepare to face the consequences.”"I'm among them. I'm sorry. I didn't know they'd barge in. Maybe they're less aware that it's your house," he replied, attempting to apologize."Sorry won't solve anything," I said, my tone firm. "But regardless, I'll be dealing with one of your dogs now." I glanced at the police captain, who looked down, embarrassed and afraid.I made a call to someone, and he picked up on the first ring."Chief of police," I said."Yes, sir," he replied."Fire the police captain you sent to my house," I instructed.There wa

“Sir Drake is interested in this case,” he declared, and a fleeting smile crossed my face before quickly disappearing.“But... can he really aid in Daisy's release? The offense she committed is inscribed in the slave reforms of 1976, and more than one higher-up is involved,” I declared, voicing my concerns.“So, is there any other higher-up present today?” he asked, his tone probing.“Yes, Alpha Stone,” I replied, and his expression changed, a look of concern flashing across his face.“What's wrong?” I asked, stepping out of my car as he shifted from his bent position, allowing me to exit. I did so because bending over might be uncomfortable, and I didn't want to let him in.“That's bad news,” he declared, his expression somber.“Is there a reason why?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.“There’s no need to worry about that… Like I said earlier, Sir Drake is interested in this case, especially since it happened on his private jet. Just keep your mind at ease,” he replied, his tone reassuri

Drake POVI entered the meeting room, and we all took our seats. The meeting was being held on the president's ship, docked in our waters.“What’s the reason you called this meeting, Drake?” Alpha Xender, a man of 200 years, inquired.“A slave under my care killed an assassin in self-defense and is now facing death for it,” I announced, my voice firm.“I don’t see why you’d be invested in protecting a mere slave from death unless there’s another reason at play,” Alpha Ronnie queried.“And if you’re with wisdom, I don’t see why a slave should die for acting in self-defense. If anyone should take responsibility, it’s me,” I declared.“It doesn’t matter... Whether she killed in self-defense or not, she should still be put to death,” Alpha Stone declared, his voice dripping with venomous hatred.“We all know you harbor a deeper hatred for the Whitewater pack, but don’t let that cloud your judgment,” I cautioned.“Drake, this is the law... First, is there evidence that she killed an assass

The Alphas currently voting against Daisy’s death voted until the count stopped at 20, with no one else left to vote.“Equalize it, Drake, with the President’s bat,” Alpha Sparrow declared, and for once, he and I found ourselves in agreement. I raised my bat, and it equalized the vote. The President’s bat carried significant weight, represented by five votes.“You can drop your hands now,” Alpha Xender declared. “The vote of both opposing sides is locked. This means that the slave girl, Daisy, won’t be killed yet for her crime. To those who voted against killing Daisy, I urge you to reconsider your decision and think about the kind of example you’re setting for future generations. The next hearing, which will be announce using the President’s authority, will give you another chance to vote differently,” he declared.“Before I announce the new date, those who voted to kill Daisy should ask themselves two questions before the next meeting,” I declared, my words trailing off as the Alpha