Semua Bab Revenge Of The Alpha's Reborn Mate: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Promises Unspoken (Isabella's POV)I sat by the fireplace in Lucas's room—our room now, really, though I still kept some things in the guest suite out of habit. The flames crackled, as I sat staring at it. I pulled my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them."Can't sleep?"Lucas's voice came from the doorway. I hadn't heard him enter, but I wasn't surprised. He moved with quiet grace when he wanted to.I shook my head. "Too many thoughts about the Alliance meeting."We'd returned to Frostveil the day after everything went down with Damien and Vanessa during the shopping trip. My father was stable now, healing slowly with the witches' antidote working through his system. Griffin was handling things there while I prepared for what came next.Twelve hours. That's all the time we had before I'd have to stand in front of the entire Alliance and defend myself. Defend my pack. Prove I wasn't the poisonous social climber the rumors painted me as.Lucas crossed the room and sat be

Passion and Peace (Lucas' POV)Immediately after the meeting with Jax, we left to check on the night patrol who had complaints about something. By the time I returned, I was expecting Isabella to be in bed sleeping. Instead I found her on my balcony staring at the stars, wrapped in one of my shirts. The fabric hung loose on her frame, sliding off one shoulder. I approached slowly, wrapping my arms around her from behind. She fit against me perfectly, like she was made to be there. She leaned back into my warmth with a sigh that sounded exhausted."We should sleep," I murmured against her hair. "Tomorrow's going to be brutal.""I can't sleep." Her voice came out tight. Stressed. "Every time I close my eyes, I see that Alliance chamber. All those Alphas staring at me, judging. Waiting for me to mess up so they can dismiss everything I say."I turned her in my arms, forcing her to face me instead of the night sky. Her green eyes were shadowed with worry. Anxiety. Fear she was trying h

Called to Account (Isabella's POV)The Council chamber was perfectly circular, designed so that everyone could see everyone else.Tiered seating rose around a central floor like an arena. Twelve senior Alphas sat in the highest tier, the Council itself. Ancient wolves who'd held their positions for decades, who'd seen countless disputes and made judgments that shaped entire territories.An attendant directed Lucas and me to seats on the main floor. Simple chairs, no ornamentation. We were being treated as equals to the other party, not as guests or honored visitors.And directly across from us, maybe twenty feet away, sat Damien and Vanessa.Damien wore Silvercrest red, his expression carefully neutral. But I saw the way his eyes tracked me, possessive and angry all at once.Vanessa looked pale, her red hair pulled back severely. She wore black instead of Silvercrest colors. Interesting choice. I wondered if it was mourning or mere defiance.I forced myself to look away from them, foc

Isabella's Truth (Isabella's POV)I stood, forcing my legs to stay steady despite the fear coursing through my veins like ice water.Every eye in the chamber tracked my movement as I walked to the center of the floor. The same spot where Damien had just stood spinning his lies.I could feel the judgment. The doubt. The curiosity. Some of these Alphas had already decided I was guilty. Others were waiting to see if I'd crumble under pressure.I wouldn't give them the satisfaction."Alpha Garrett, honored Council members—" My voice came out clear. Strong. "I will tell you the truth. All of it. Even the parts that hurt."I clasped my hands in front of me, meeting the Council's eyes one by one."Damien's version of events is carefully constructed. Polished. Designed to make him look like a victim." I paused. "It's also mostly lies."Murmurs rippled through the gallery. Damien shifted in his seat, expression wounded.I ignored him."Let me start with facts," I continued. "Damien didn't ask

Lucas's Defense (Lucas' POV)I remained standing, letting the weight of Garrett's words settle over the chamber. Damien was under investigation. The evidence was stacking against him.But this wasn't over yet.I could feel the eyes on us. Some sympathetic, others still skeptical. The rumors Vanessa had planted ran deep. Some of these Alphas still saw Isabella as a manipulative woman who'd seduced me for power and protection.Time to destroy that narrative completely."Council members," I said, voice carrying clearly without shouting. "I'd like to address the insinuation that Isabella is a manipulative social climber who seduced me for protection and power."Several Alphas leaned forward, curious how I'd defend her. Interested to see if I'd get emotional or defensive.I wouldn't give them that satisfaction."I found Isabella in a dungeon," I stated simply. "Imprisoned without trial. Accused without evidence. Condemned by a mate who should have protected her."My eyes swept the Council,