Alpha's Regret After Her Rebirth (Hannah and Noah) novel Chapter 393

Chapter 0393 

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Great. Just what I needed–an audience. I could almost hear the whispers starting already, the rumors that would no doubt spread like wildfire. 

The great female Alpha Hannah, arrested by Darkmoon… In her dressing gown, no less. 

But I held my chin high, even when I heard the whispers about my breasts and ass. 

I was led through the building toward my cell. Thankfully they didn’t put me in cuffs or chains, but I still felt just as vulnerable. Other prisoners whistled at me through their cell bars, grubby hands reaching out to touch me. 

I ignored them, kept my back straight and my face impassive. 

Even if I was screaming on the inside. 

Finally, we stopped at a heavy metal door, and I realized with a sinking feeling that this was their holding cell. The Beta opened the door and gestured for me to enter. 

“Someone will be with you shortly for questioning.” 

I stepped into the small, sterile room, flinching as the door clanged shut behind me. The sound echoed in the tiny space, emphasizing my isolation–but at least I was alone. The cell was bare save for a small cot and a toilet in the corner. I perched on the edge of the cot, wrapping my arms around myself. 

Time seemed to crawl by, each minute feeling like an hour. The only sound was my own breathing and the occasional distant footstep in the hallway outside. I had no way of knowing how long I had been sitting there when the door finally opened again. 

A stern–faced woman entered, a folder tucked under her arm, her heels clicking sharply on the floor. 

“Alpha Hannah. I’m here to ask you some questions about the incident with Alpha David last night.” 

I straightened my spine, meeting her gaze steadily. “I am exercising my right to a lawyer.” 

The woman’s lips thinned, but she nodded curtly. “Very well. We’ll arrange for that.” She turned on her heel and left, the door closing firmly behind her. 

I was once again alone with my thoughts. I tried to focus on my breathing, to stay calm, but worry for my daughter gnawed at me. Was she okay? Was Lily managing to feed her? And what about my pack? What did Viona think of all of this? I hadn’t left her with any warning, any plans to handle matters in my absence 

Finally, after what felt like hours, the door opened again. A guard, different from the one who had brought me in, stood in the doorway. 

“Your lawyer is here to see you,” he announced gruffly. 

I stood, smoothing down my robe as best I could, and followed the guard out of the cell. We walked down a long corridor, our footsteps echoing off the bare walls. The fluorescent lights overhead buzzed faintly. 

Finally, we reached a small conference room. 

“Here you go,” the guard instructed, before closing the door behind me.