"My Luna was overwhelmed during the last meeting—she was cheated on by my own father. Yes, she made a call to the receptionist requesting a court hearing, but everything was staged. My beta has a recording of the phone call, and my Luna's voice is very audible. Josh, step in here, please."
The court is eerily quiet. My voice echoes. Mr. Johnson's face is set in a tight grimace; his eyes flicker to Chad, then to me, and finally settle on the audience. I kick my feet against the hard gravel of the podium, desperate to get this over with. The thought of Zara's confused look sets me in a frenzy. I shouldn't have spoken to her the way I did this morning, but lately, she's been taking over my thoughts, and it's driving me crazy.
"Alpha," Josh yells from where he sits in the front row, holding a flash drive.
Our gazes lock, and he mouths, You zoned out. I realize I am standing there like a fool in love, frozen in place, making a fool of myself before my followers.
