Chapter 232


    It’s why I’d been going back and forth to Greyhound and the Capital this whole week.


    Noah had also beenining non-stop since then. Drowning in paperwork wasn’t the way he


    wanted to go, so he says.


    “Walker’s trial had been pushed up to the same day as the Dixons. With Chambein, Val and


    Benicio’s confessions, we have enough to make sure the Beta doesn’t get off. For now, Walker’s in


    solitary confinement. His lovely wife is on house arrest here, in the Capital. The Chancellor decided to


    wait until the pup was born to indite her. She won’t get off easy though. She still knew about the attack


    and so readily condemned you to die there too. As Luna, well,”


    Meredith’s sharklike grin is lethal,


    “She should’vee clean about the attack even if she was given the title until after the fact. Falsely


    alleging an Alpha as her mate doesn’t give her any points either. With your recount of the events, along


    with the confessions, they’re all as good as f ucked.”


    The ex-Alpha slid the folder containing all the details about their cases over to me. I nced at the first


    few pages, noting that upon investigation, it was found that Benicio still had contact within Reddusk. A


    childhood friend, apparently, who still fed him information about the happenings within the pack.


    It’s how he knew about L’s existence.


    But how he knew I was close to her was still unanswered. Leaning back against the chair, I tapped the


    nail of my finger along the surface of the table. I let out a considering him,


    “We have three confessions,”


    I peered up to Meredith who rose a brow at what I was getting at,


    “Why not make it four?”


    The meaning behind my words hung in the air for some time. It was no secret that the fate of the


    rogues were as good as dam ned with or without my intervention. We had enough confessions to make


    do with, but it wasnt enough for me. Meredith’s face brightened with understanding the second she


    realized my intent. Her confusion twisted into a pleased smile,


    “Fio… yes, we’ve let her off for too long. Her mate’s already used up his importance. Why not see if


    little Fio has anything new for us?”


    The little huff my wolf let out made me grin. She was in agreement.


    Yes. Yes, we have let her off for too long.


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    Admittedly, the subject of Fio had been secondary to everything else thus far. I had no real belief that


    she knew anything more than Val did. The duo hadn’t held much importance to Xeneron, that much


    was clear. They might’ve been among the higher ranks, but Xeneron was the type to keep his cards


    close to his chest. I doubted anything substantial woulde from our game but even so, I owed little


    Fio a visit.


    It’d hardly be fair if I yed with one and not the other.


    Shifting my attention back to the documents sc att ered over the desk, I moved the first few pages from


    the pile until I found what I was looking for. My eyes pinned onto the image of Fio. Rather, the


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    ghost of her. Dark matted hair clumpy from oil, sunken cheeks, dark circles emphasizing how


    exhausted she must be, and the delicate curve of her throat looking fragile with how much fat she lost.


    Those dark eyes stared back at me.


    I couldn’t postpone it any longer.


    I had a promise to make good on.


    ***


    Breaking Fio had been easier than dealing with Vat.


    Sheid on top of a metallic psychiatric bed, strapped down by her wrists and ankles. The thick


    bandage lined with silver in her mouth was put there to prevent her from biting down on her tongue.


    “She’s been rabid since the confrontation with Val,”


    Opal exins, calmly observing the woman in question from the two-way mirror.


    “Her refusal to eat put her at risk, so we had to transfer her here. The mate bond is wearing her down.


    The separation from her mate is driving her mad more so because she still feels Val’s emotions no


    matter how faint. Her control over her wolf is slipping. We aren’t sure how much time we have left


    before she gives in.”


    Standing before her now was peculiar.


    She was far smaller than before. Her bones protruded from her skin, highlighting how malnourished


    she was. Her refusal to eat hadn’t helped with that. In some way, this must’ve been her final revolt. She


    knew she wasn’t going to get out of this mess so she’s trying to end it. She’s trying to find refuge in her


    death.


    The dazed demeanor she presents didn’t change upon my entering the room. She stayed unnaturally


    still, eyes fixed unseeingly at the ceiling. If she hadn’t been blinking ever so slowly, I would’ve mistaken


    her for dead. This dream-like state had been a shock to burst in on. It was so unlike the fiery deviant I’d


    known her to be.


    “You must be tired.”


    I say softly, moving closer until I was sure I was within her eyesight. Reaching out, I held onto the top


    rail of a chair and dragged it over to me. The screech of its legs scrapping against the stone beneath us


    irritated my wolf but she wisely kept silent. I kept my attention of Fio whilst sitting down.