All Chapters of Biker Beta And His DirTy little LUNA : Chapter 261 - Chapter 270

Julian"Oh yeah… CCTV?" I asked, keeping my voice as flat as possible. “ Did you not look at those? The killer must be captured with that.” "It seems like the person who committed this murder knew their way around the house," Silas said, shaking his head in absolute disbelief. "The killer was slick. They went straight up to the security room and pulled out the main memory drive of the CCTV system. There is no footage left on the servers."My jaw went slack. Fake shock washed over my face, but inside my mind, a thousand alarm bells were screaming at full volume."What?!" I gasped, putting my hands to my head. "This is bad, Silas! This is brutal! This must be somebody who knows their way around his home intimately! Oh my God..."I began to squeeze real tears out of my eyes, sobbing into my hands like a grieving friend. "Oh my God, Zee... who could have done this to him?!""It's okay, Julian," Silas said softly, touching the glass to comfort me. "It is okay. I will get you out of here.

DIANE I sat in the high gallery, my hands shaking so badly that I had to dig my fingernails into the wooden rail to stay steady. Tears were stinging the back of my eyes, hot and sharp. I felt completely naked in front of the whole court. The screens above us were still showing those horrible videos of me. Me screaming. Me slapping Freda. Me looking like a complete monster. Tugging on my hair, speaking to myself. Julian had these plans all along. God. I can't even believe he recorded all this—all this to use against me! The whispers from the elders and the crowd were like knives cutting into my chest. But then... there is Freda. My eyes were swimming with tears. I couldn't understand how Freda was standing there at the back of the hall. I thought she was gone. God. "How, Freda...?" I whispered under my breath, my voice cracking so softly that only I could hear it. I turned my head quickly to look for Dom. He wasn't standing behind my chair anymore. He had moved a few steps aw

JULIAN I sat at the wooden defense table, keeping my face calm and controlled, but inside, I was absolutely thrilled. I got her. A slow, satisfaction-filled wave of joy washed over me as the murmurs continued to echo through the High Court. Seeing Diane’s face drain of all color was the sweetest gift I had received all month. If I'm going to be humiliated, then everyone who stood as an instrument of my humiliation is too. Oh… yes. I had known about her little affair with Dom for a while now. Did I care that she was sleeping with her Beta? Not even a little bit. I didn't give a damn who she laid with. I wasn't with her for months. A woman like Diane wasn't just going to sit around starving for affection. I knew what she needed. In fact, if she was using Dom to satisfy her desires, it actually kept her out of my hair. As long as she kept drinking the poisoned tea I set out for her, I didn't care who she fucked. About the footage: I guess you could call me blessed because I didn't

DIANE The car door opened, and I stepped out into the quiet palace courtyard. I grabbed my handbag. I didn't look at any of the servants standing near the tall stone pillars. I just walked straight up the stairs, opened the door to my bedroom, and walked inside. The wooden door clicked shut behind me. I sat down on the edge of the large bed, staring blankly at the dark window. The crushing weight of the entire day came crashing down on my chest all at once. I didn't know what to do. I didn't even know what to say anymore. Yes, foolish me. I had thought today was going to be simple. I thought the judges would look at Julian, see his crimes, hand down a quick decree, and send him to prison. And then everyone would go home relieved. Instead, everything had turned inside out. The sacred Oath of One Wife is one of the most serious laws in Delta Pack. Nobody was above it. Not even the Luna. The judging council are strict, cold people who care more about old tradition than

JULIAN The next day I sat at the defense table, my wrists weighed down by cold iron chains. Across the room, the gallery was packed to the brim. Elders, pack leaders, and council members sat shoulder-to-shoulder. In the middle of the room, the head judge slammed his gavel onto the bench. BANG! "The High Court of Delta Pack is now back in session," the head judge declared. "We are here to hear final arguments and deliver a judgment on the charges against Alpha Julian. Are there any last words from you Marcus?" Marcus stood up beside me. He adjusted his suit jacket, smoothed down his necktie, and stepped into the center aisle with absolute calmness. "Your Honors," Marcus began, his voice echoing off the tall stone walls. "Before this court considers any decree, we must clear up the terrible misunderstandings built up by the prosecution. Yesterday, a medical report regarding my client's vasectomy was presented like a weapon. But let us look at the truth with logic, not emot