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KILLIAN’S POV
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“Wow, everywhere is tense. Did I miss something?”
Mr. David, my lawyer, walked in with that ridiculous smile he always wore when he was about to drop a bomb. But I wasn’t
in the mood for any jokes or pleasantries, as if my patience had been completely wrung out. I just wanted to get this over with, get her out of my life, and go back to my baby.
Cynthia turned toward him, frowning.
w the late What’s going on?”
Mr. David ignored her tone, sat down quite slowly like he had all the time in the world, opened his briefcase, and pulled out a
neat stack of papers. He slid them across the table, then looked at me. I gave him a nod.
When Cynthia saw the first page, she froze. Her body stiffened as if something had crawled down her spine. She stood up abruptly, eyes darting between me and the papers.
“What the hell is this?”
“Sit,” I said, my voice low and sharp.
“No. I’m not sitting. Killian, what is this?”
Mr. David’s smile widened, and he turned to Cynthia. “Divorce papers.”
The second those words hit her ears, her entire face changed. The color drained from her skin, and she stood up so fast her
chair screeched across the floor.
“What?!”
“Sign it,” I said, my voice low but firm.
David placed a pen beside the papers. “It’s all there. Everything has been properly documented. All you need to do is sign.”
“No,” she said, shaking her head violently. “No, I won’t sign it. You can’t make me sign it. Never.”
I leaned quite back in my chair and chuckled under my breath. “I knew you wouldn’t agree to that. Which is exactly why there’s another option.”
I turned to David. “Did you bring them?”
David nodded, adjusting his tie before turning to the security guard at the door. “You can let them in now.”
The door opened, and in walked Cynthia’s married human mate… and his wife.
The moment Cynthia saw them, she froze. Her eyes widened while making no move to respond, her mouth opened slightly, and she stumbled back like she’d just seen a ghost.
David stood, his voice now cold and sharp. “Cynthia Stone, you are being given two clear options today. These individuals are prepared to file a lawsuit against you, and I assure you, the charges will be taken very seriously in both human and
werewolf court.”
Cynthia was trembling, visibly shaken.
David continued, his tone even more brutal. “Count one: rape. You seduced and drugged a married man against his will.”
The man’s wife flinched and looked away, tears in her eyes.
“Count two recording sexually explicit content without the subject’s knowledge or consent. You filmed the encounter and shared the footage with his pregnant wife.”
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“No… I didn’t-” Cynthia started to stammer, but David raised a hand.
“Count three: attempted murder. You orchestrated a car crash intending to kill the same pregnant woman and her unborn
child.”
“That’s a lie!”
“You can deny it all you want,” David replied smoothly, “but there’s evidence. Witness statements. Surveillance footage. And
the victims are more than willing to press charges. If I take this case, and believe me, I will–I will make it my life’s mission to ensure you spend the rest of yours rotting behind bars.”
She was shaking now. Visibly shaking. Her knees buckled slightly, and tears began streaming down her cheeks.
“Or,” David said with a shrug, “you can sign the divorce papers. Quietly. Now.”
Cynthia’s fingers trembled as she slowly reached for the pen. Her tears flowed freely now, her breathing uneven as she held
it shakily over the paper.
“No one’s forcing you,” I said, my voice emotionless. “You can refuse to sign it, and spend the rest of your life behind bars. It’s
your choice really.”
She looked at me while her eyes were pleading. I stared back without a single ounce of pity.
With a broken sob, she leaned down and signed her name. Her signature was barely legible with how badly her hand was
shaking.
David took the papers back immediately, placed them into his briefcase, and snapped it shut.
Cynthia was still crying when she turned to me.
“This isn’t the end, Killian,” she said through clenched teeth, her voice shaky but full of venom. “You think you’ve won, but
this… this is not the end.”
She turned and ran out of the room before anyone could say another word.
“Good riddance.”
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