Betrayed, Then claimed by my God mother's husband. のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 101 - チャプター 110

My whole body went stiff at once. My heart dropped slowly to my stomach and my vision began to blur.It takes the conclave a couple of days before they decide to pick up a case and call for a hearing.Why was this so fast? Something isn't right."Are you still on the line, Daisy?" Raven's voice snapped me back to reality."A–are you still there, Daisy?""Y-yes.""The attorney will be coming over for an approval from Alpha tomorrow," she continued. "That was what was said on the news a few minutes ago. I just thought I should let you know.""Okay, Raven. Thank you very much—I really appreciate it."She ended the call and I tossed my phone aside.I slowly slumped to the floor, my hands pressed to my head where it ached the most.The werewolf conclave is more powerful than a human court of law.In a human court of law there are prisons and the accused are allowed a lawyer. In the conclave, however, the elders at the table listen to the accuser and pass judgment.No lawyer to defend you…o

I bolted straight to my room. I didn't trust Brandon. He still hated me from high school for ramming off his ear.It's been years,I wish he'd just move on and stop trying to get even. Gosh, I hate that I have to be wary of him every time.He's one of the biggest geologists in the state and all he cares about is being a biker.I still can't wrap my head around the fact that he'd throw away such a perfect, peaceful life for this chaotic one.Silly asshole.I settled onto the couch and ate my dinner slowly, thinking about how far my life had changed in just a couple of days.I can't really say it's been a good change — everyone seems out for my life since I got here.Later that night, after eating, I dozed off. At exactly seven in the morning I woke up.I tidied my plate and raced downstairs to drop it off. I wanted to ask Nonna to bring my breakfast upstairs so I wouldn't have to see Warrick's mother and his sisters.The last ounce of strength I had was for myself and for surviving Bran

Later that day I sat back in my office and cried until my eyes were red. I just couldn't pull myself together to go home immediately. I sat there for the next hour, replaying everything in my head — how he'd brought me back from that human prison and made sure my sentence was cut short.A few weeks ago we were all over each other, practically devouring one another; now we could only lock eyes and not say a word. When I was done crying I wiped my eyes and left the office. I quietly took a cab home.When the cab pulled up I got out and headed straight inside, but when I reached the living room I realized Adele was already there. I guessed she had come back today; she said she was staying a few days with the kids. What had changed?I took my shoes off at the door and walked in. Adele was watching television with keen interest. I didn't care — I just lunged forward and slumped onto the couch. I was exhausted and all I wanted was a short nap to forget how awful my day had been."How's it g

Nonna blinked a few times, then nodded. “I’m sorry, ma’am. I will serve the food now.”Quinn’s sharp gaze shifted from Nonna to Ashley, her eyes lingering for a moment before she hissed and bolted out of the room.“Is that how she behaves?” Ashley asked as soon as Quinn left.Nonna exhaled heavily. “Apparently… yes.”“That’s how Mama Warrick behaves. She’s hot‑headed as always — bossy and rude.”“Her daughters learned it from her,” Nonna added, shaking her head mischievously.“The two girls are her daughters?” Ashley took a step forward, interested. “Are they younger or older than Brandon?”Nonna paused while arranging plates, then turned to Ashley. “Brandon is the youngest. The two girls are twins. They’re at least five years younger than Master Warrick.”“Quinn has four kids,” she continued. “Though Master Warrick was an abandoned child, never cared for. He practically lived on the street and fought his way to this point in his life.”Ashley’s brows furrowed as she absorbed the raw

MADDY POINT OF VIEW. A few minutes later, I was seated in the doctor’s office.I leaned back in the chair, my eyes drifting around the room, trying to steady myself.“Miss Madison, how is your father doing?” the doctor asked as she settled into her seat.I forced a small smile. “He’s stable for now… but he’s refusing to take his medication. That’s why I’m here.”The doctor exhaled slowly. “I’m sorry, but if he’s unwilling to comply and is insisting on going home, we may have no choice but to discharge him.”“No—no, you can’t do that.” I sat up sharply. “It’ll only get worse at home. My dad has… issues. He goes through schizophrenic episodes sometimes.”I blinked rapidly, letting my eyes gloss over.“I think this is one of them.”My voice dropped, softer now.“You have to help me. Taking him home like this will only make things worse. I know this might go against hospital policy, but… my mom is gone. Everything started after she died.”I swallowed hard.“I’ve been trying to hold him t