PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 51 - チャプター 60

CALLIE'S POVA few days after the phone recovery confirmation, Renan and I sat in his apartment organizing evidence files for Will Reid.It felt strangely domestic…me curled up on his couch with my laptop, him at the dining table with stacks of financial records spread out, both of us working in comfortable silence.This was what being together looked like. Not just the passionate moments, but this: quiet collaboration, shared purpose, choosing to spend our time side by side."These payment records are interesting," Renan said, flipping through bank statements. "Sabrina worked for June for years. Steady fifty-dollar weekly payments from 2000 all the way through early 2004."I pulled up the spreadsheet Millie had shared with us…the one from her mother's locked filing cabinets. "Right. Legitimate household assistant wages. Nothing suspicious there.""But then look at this." He slid over another set of documents. "Starting in January 2004, there's a separate set of payments. All marked w

CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR — Martha’s case preliminary MILLIE'S POVThe courthouse felt suffocating despite its high ceilings and large windows.I sat in the gallery between Braham and Callie, watching as Martha was led into the courtroom in an orange jumpsuit. Her hands were cuffed in front of her, and she looked thinner than I remembered. Hollower. But when her eyes found mine, the hatred there was still very much alive."All rise," the bailiff announced. "The Honorable Judge Catherine Marshall presiding."We stood as the judge entered…a woman in her sixties with sharp eyes and a no-nonsense demeanor."Please be seated. We're here for the preliminary hearing in the case of The State versus Martha Harvey. Charges include attempted kidnapping of a minor, child endangerment, and stalking." Judge Marshall looked at Martha. "How does the defendant plead?"Martha's lawyer…a tired-looking public defender named Kevin Foster…stood. "Not guilty, Your Honor.""Noted. Mr. Hayes, you may proceed with

BRAHAM'S POVWe were all in the car comforting Millie when my phone didn't just vibrate…it screamed through the pack bond.Not a physical sound. A pressure. A demand that made every instinct in me go rigid.I felt it before I saw the messages: twelve notifications from Gabriel, my Head Sentinel. Four from different pack Alphas under my jurisdiction. And one…the one that made my jaw clench…from the Council of Elders.Emergency session called. Your presence is REQUIRED. In the next two hours.Millie stood beside me, still processing the first section of Martha's hearing, her hand unconsciously rubbing her arm where the already healing injury from Sabrina’s attack peeked out from under her sleeve."She looked so smug," she said quietly, staring at the courthouse doors. "Even in handcuffs, Martha looked at me like she'd already won."I wanted to pull her close. Wanted to tell her that Martha had already lost everything. But the pack bond was crackling with tension, and I could feel millio

BRAHAM'S POVThe Council Hall hadn't changed in three centuries. Same stone walls carved from living rock. Same vaulted ceiling. Same heavy wooden table scarred by generations of pack politics.But the faces around that table had never looked at me like this before.Like I was a problem to be solved.I took my seat at the head of the table, Renan standing behind me to my right. The chamber was full…fifteen regional Alphas from territories under my jurisdiction lined one side, Elders on the other. Some from my own pack, some representing the other territories. This wasn't just my pack questioning me. This was the entire alliance.Elder Kane, the oldest from my pack, stood first. "Alpha King Gothan. Thank you for answering our summons."Summons? Not request. Not invitation."I'm here," I said simply, keeping my voice neutral. "What's this about?"Alpha Donovan from the northern territories didn't waste time with pleasantries. "Can an Alpha King with divided loyalties effectively protect

CALLIE'S POV The apartment was quiet when I finally made it back from the studio and Renan from the pack. My hands were still shaking…not from fear, but from the adrenaline crash. Watching Millie face those cameras, speaking her truth without flinching, had been one of the most terrifying and triumphant experiences of my life. "You okay?" Renan asked, closing the door behind us. "I don't know." I dropped my purse on the counter and pressed my palms against the cool granite. "That was... intense." "She was incredible." He moved beside me, close enough that I could feel his warmth. "And so were you. Supporting her through all of this." I leaned back against him, letting his solid presence steady me. "I keep thinking about what could have gone wrong. What if she'd frozen? What if Diane had asked something that triggered her? What if—" "But she didn't." His lips brushed my temple. "She was perfect. Strong. Everything you knew she'd be." "Because she learned how to fight back." I tu