All Chapters of PREGNANT FOR THE ALPHA I NEVER MET : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

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The real mate

MILLIE’S POV Was she really expecting me to fight her? Was that what her brother sent her to do? "I don't have to fight for him." I met her gaze steadily. "Because he chose me. Choose our son. Choose this life. If he wanted to be with you, fated mate bond or not, he would be. The fact that he's not? That tells me everything I need to know." "You're delusional." "Maybe. But I'm also the woman living in his house, sleeping in his bed, raising his child. Where are you sleeping, Vivian?" Direct hit. Her perfect composure cracked slightly, rage flashing across her features. "This isn't over," she hissed. "The preliminary hearing is tomorrow. Braham will be at the pack gathering, proving himself to the Council. And when he's surrounded by his pack, by his people, by wolves who understand what he really needs… he'll remember where he belongs. Who he belongs with." She turned on her designer heel and stalked toward a sleek black car parked in the driveway. Before getting in, she looked

His explanation

BRAHAM'S POVI broke every speed limit getting home.My wolf was a snarling, furious thing beneath my skin, demanding I shift and run. Demanding I tear Vivian apart for daring to approach my mate. For showing her those fucking photos. For planting seeds of doubt that had no business being there."Calm down," Renan said from the passenger seat. "You're going to get us killed before we even get there.""She went to my house." My hands strangled the steering wheel. "She confronted Millie. The day before the biggest hearing of her life—""I know. But you need to be calm when you walk through that door. Millie's already upset. If you come in like a raging Alpha, you'll make it worse."He was right. I hated that he was right.By the time I pulled through the estate gates, my hands had stopped shaking. Barely."Want me to come in?" Renan asked."No. This is between Millie and me." I looked at him. "But stay close. In case..."In case she wants to leave.The thought alone nearly broke me. "S

The D-day

MILLIE'S POVI stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my dress for the third time. My hands wouldn't stop shaking."You look perfect," Callie said from where she sat on the bed, watching me with concerned eyes."I look terrified.""You look strong," she corrected. "There's a difference."I turned to face her, wrapping my arms around myself. "What if I freeze? What if I get up there and can't speak?""Then you take a breath and try again." Callie stood and crossed to me, taking my trembling hands in hers. "Millie, you've faced worse than this. You survived four years alone in a foreign country with a newborn. You stood up to Martha. You fought hard to get Sabrina to talk. You can do this.""This is different. This is my mother's killer.""I know." Her voice softened. "But she's already lost, Millie. The evidence is overwhelming. Today is just a formality. You're not fighting for justice anymore—you've already won it. Today, you're just telling your truth."Before I could respond, smal

The beginning of justice

MILLIE'S POVThe courtroom felt different from Martha's hearing.Colder. More oppressive. Like the weight of twenty-one years of injustice pressed down on the vaulted ceiling, making it harder to breathe.I sat in the front row between Callie and Braham, my hands clasped so tightly in my lap that my knuckles had gone white. Behind us, I could hear the rustle of reporters, the whisper of spectators who'd come to watch my stepmother finally face consequences. "All rise," the bailiff announced. "The Honorable Judge Dominic Johnson presiding."We stood as Judge Johnson entered—a man in his forties with sharp, assessing eyes that seemed to see straight through any bullshit. Will had warned me he was tough but fair, with zero tolerance for games.Perfect. "Please be seated," Judge Johnson said, settling into his chair. "We're here for the preliminary hearing in the case of The State versus Sabrina Norman. The defendant stands accused of first-degree murder in the death of June Oslo Harvey

One victory and a battle ahead

MILLIE'S POV"Your Honor, I'd like to play the audio recording of Sabrina Norman's confession." Hayes said. My phone. The one she'd knocked through the window at her apartment. The forensic team had managed to recover the audio file despite the shattered screen.Hayes pressed play.Sabrina's voice filled the courtroom, tinny but unmistakable: "You want to know? You really want to know? Fine! Yes! I poisoned her! A little bit at a time in her tea. Sweet antifreeze that she never tasted. And I watched her die slowly, painfully, while everyone ran around trying to figure out what was wrong."I closed my eyes, hearing those words again. Hearing my stepmother admit—proudly, viciously—that she'd murdered my mother.When the recording ended, the silence was deafening."Your Honor," Hayes said quietly, "we have toxicology evidence proving June Harvey was poisoned. We have opportunity and means—Sabrina Norman prepared the victim's tea daily. We have motive—an affair with the victim's husband

Another option

BRAHAM'S POV"We shouldn't have gone."Renan said it quietly as we merged onto the highway, but I heard the doubt in his voice. The same doubt that had been gnawing at me since we'd made the decision earlier."We had to go," I said, pressing harder on the accelerator. The speedometer climbed past eighty-five. "Millie needed us there.""The pack needs you at the gathering. On time. Proving you can prioritize them." He checked his watch. "We left the courthouse at 3:10. It's now 3:42. Even if we make record time, we're looking at arriving thirty minutes, maybe forty five minutes late.""I know the math, Renan.""Do you know what Roy's going to do with that? He's been waiting for you to fuck up exactly like this. To choose Millie over pack responsibility at the worst possible moment." He ran his hand through his hair. "This is what he wanted. This is what he's been engineering for months."My hands tightened on the steering wheel until the leather creaked. "So you're saying we should hav

The alpha’s decree

BRAHAM'S POVThe room was circular, with tiered seating rising up around a central floor. Every seat was full; Alphas from all fifteen territories under my jurisdiction, Elders from multiple packs, high-ranking wolves, and observers.At the center of the floor stood Roy, mid-speech, his expression one of false concern that barely masked his satisfaction.All eyes turned to me.I stood in the doorway for a long moment, letting them look. Letting them see that I was here, I was whole, and I was completely unbothered by their judgment.Then I walked down the central aisle toward my chair—an enormous thing carved from a single piece of ancient oak, positioned at the head of the circle where everyone could see me.Roy was still standing in the center, frozen mid-gesture."Alpha King," he said, injecting false relief into his voice. "We were beginning to worry. Given your absence, we thought perhaps…""You thought what, Roy?" I interrupted, settling into my chair with deliberate casualness.

The wolf’s secret

SABRINA'S POVCounty Jail - Present DayThe orange jumpsuit scratched against my skin as I sat on the thin mattress, staring at the concrete wall of my cell. In three days, my attorney would return with the plea deal paperwork.Life with possibility of parole after thirty years instead of life without parole. Mabel Duncan had explained it with the exhausted patience of someone who knew her client was guilty. "The evidence is overwhelming, Sabrina. The toxicology, the financial records, your own recorded confession. If we go to trial, you'll die in prison. But if you plead guilty, show remorse, there's a chance—slim, but a chance—you might see freedom again before you die."Thirty years minimum. I'd be seventy-eight years old.But it was better than never.I closed my eyes, and the memories came flooding back. Not the sanitized version I'd been telling myself for twenty-one years, but the truth. The real story of how I'd murdered June Oslo Harvey.It started on a cold December night i

The perfect murder

SABRINA'S POVCounty Jail - Present Day"You need to understand what you're signing," Mabel Duncan said, spreading the plea agreement papers across the metal table in the visitation room. "This is an admission of guilt. Once you sign, there's no taking it back."I stared at the documents. The State of [State] v. Sabrina Norman. Plea Agreement for Murder in the First Degree."Life with possibility of parole after thirty years," I said flatly. "You already explained it.""Yes, but there's more." Mabel tapped a paragraph near the bottom. "You'll have to allocute—that means tell the court exactly what you did and why. In detail. In front of the judge, the prosecutors, the victim's family. If you can't or won't do that, the judge can reject the plea deal and send you to trial."The victim's family. Millie.I'd have to look that girl in the eye and describe how I'd murdered her mother. That would be the most amazing gift I’d give to her, watching her listen to every single detail of her mot

Millie’s embrace

BRAHAM'S POVThe house was finally quiet.Leo was asleep at Renan's parents' place for the night—a sleepover that had been planned weeks ago and that we'd forgotten about in the chaos of hearings and gatherings.Callie had gone home with Renan hours ago after making sure Millie ate something and wasn't spiraling.Which left just the two of us in the sprawling silence of my private estate, miles from the nearest neighbor, surrounded by nothing but empty space, a pool and moonlight.Millie stood by the bedroom window, still in the dress she'd worn all day, staring out at the darkness. The moonlight caught her profile, and I saw the exhaustion etched into every line of her face—but also something else. A tension that hadn't been there this morning."Come to bed," I said softly from where I sat on the edge of the mattress."In a minute." Her voice was distant, hollow. "I'm just... processing."I understood. Twenty-one years of waiting, and yesterday her mother's killer had finally been bo

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