All Chapters of REBORN TO LOVE MY FATHER-IN-LAW: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Dominic's POV"The filing number is the key," Reed smirked, setting the regional survey reference on the desk between us. "Everything Morrow has built his case on assumes the physical markers are the authoritative boundary evidence. The moment you introduce a survey registration that predates his earliest land purchase by twenty-four years, the markers stop being evidence of the boundary and start being evidence of interference. You get the trick?”"Walk me through the timeline," I said.He did.My eyes had not seen sleep since four, and I would not say it was because I couldn't sleep, but because the hour between four and five in the morning was when my mind was in its clearest state, totally undisturbed, and the decisions that needed attention had the most room to breathe. I had actually been at the desk when Reed appeared at the study door at half past four, which probably hinted that his sleeping patterns were similar to mine, shaped by a life that had necessitated vigilance at in

Scarlett's POV Cain looked at him. "The Elders will be expecting a response before the morning is out.""The Elders will wait," Dominic answered. "Cain, do manage it. And you can also inform them that I am aware of the post and will address it formally this afternoon. Do not give them anything more than that.""And if they convene without you?" Cain asked."They can convene," Dominic said. "A council session without the Alpha present has no binding authority. You know they know that, right?”Cain took the phone back and looked at both of us for a moment with the expression of a man who understood that what was being prioritized over the photograph and the Elders and the community board was something he was not going to be told about directly. He had known Dominic for long enough to read the shape of a decision without needing its contents."I will manage it," he said, and went.Dominic turned to me."Are you still ready?" I had a photograph of the two of us circulating to seventeen

Scarlett's POV "Three days ago," I repeated. I was not referring to Vessel, but him. He was standing at the edge of the room, reading my face while at the same time calculating the right response he would give me if I decided to push the conversation further. "So, you came before I decided to come? I asked again… "Yes," he answered. "You made your trade already?” "Yes." I looked at him for a long moment. The spare room held the three of us and the morning light came through the windows at its impossible angle while Vessel sat in her plain chair and said nothing, which was exactly right. "What did you say to her?" I asked him. "That is between Vessel and me," he expressed quietly. "Dominic." "When you come out," he responded, "I will tell you everything. But the trade is private until after yours. That is how it works, okay?" He glanced at Vessel briefly, who in turn gave one small nod that confirmed it without elaborating. He looked back at me. "Trust me for one more ho

Dominic's POV She let me tilt it up. Her eyes came to mine, locked in there and what was in them was the thing I had been watching live behind her composure for months, the thing that had been reaching through every layer she had built and finding its way out regardless of her intentions.She put her hands over mine.And then my wolf moved.But it was not toward her, he was already there. He had been there since the first morning when she walked into the VIP lounge with her hands shaking around a whiskey tray and an ancient spark in me identified something in her but refused to look away. He had been pressing at the boundary of what the false bond would allow for months, patient and furious in equal measure, and now the boundary was gone.Her wolf came forward.My wolf pressed back.Neither of us spoke.I brought my forehead down to hers. Her breath was warm against my face and her hands were still over mine. The clearing was completely still around us, the trees holding their silen

Luca's POV"You took everything."The words fell from my mouth like rain from the sky to the patched earth. And the complementing silence was the loudest thing I had experienced in a long time. I stood erect at the front of the room with the file in my hands, with about thirty members between me and the door. My father, on the other hand, was standing at the doorway with Scarlett beside him. I stared at her neck, scanning it again and again, but I kept arriving at the same result with every calculation in my head. The mark was gone..I meant, gone. Not faded or covered but gone. The skin of her neck, where Luca Vance's fraudulent claim had sat for two years, was bare and unmarked, and her wolf was in her eyes in a way it had never been before: present and certain, looking at the hall the way something looked at a space it had decided it owned.I knew what bond dissolution meant.I knew it the way I knew pack law, from the inside, not from reading it but from understanding the struct