Claimed by the Alpha's Love (Tori and Lucas) novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129

Fiona’s POV:

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I sat rigid in the center of the Grayson family living room, my hands trembling as I caressed my slightly swollen belly beneath my designer

dress.

The room felt impossibly cold despite the crackling fireplace.

Richard Grayson’s knuckles were white as he gripped his teacup, looking as if he might shatter it at any moment. Elizabeth sat with perfect posture, her eyes hard as she stared at a spot just above my head, refusing to meet my gaze.

The other elders wore expressions ranging from shock to outrage.

Only Cecilia seemed to be enjoying the moment, her red lips curled into a smirk.

“Well,” Cecilia finally said, her voice dripping with false concern, “I always said that Omega was trouble. A disaster waiting to happen.”

She smoothed her immaculate dress. “And now look-our family name dragged through the mud because of your… entanglements.”

I swallowed hard, fighting the urge to snap back at her. My position was precarious enough without antagonizing Ethan’s sister.

“Cecilia,” Elizabeth warned, though her tone lacked its usual conviction.

Arabella leaned forward, her eyes flickering between me and Ethan who stood by the window, looking out at nothing.

“Doing wrong things has consequences,” she said softly. “Isn’t that what we always say, Ethan?”

Ethan didn’t respond.

He hadn’t looked at me once since we’d arrived, not even when I’d clutched his arm in panic as they informed me I needed to come in for

questioning.

Elizabeth’s gaze softened slightly as it dropped to my swollen belly. She sighed, a hint of reluctance crossing her features.

“Perhaps,’ she said more gently, “we could speak with some of our contact on the Council. See if there’s some way to…”

‘Mother,” Arabella interrupted, ‘you can’t be serious. That would mean dietly opposing Lucas. Roman Pierce is handling it personally.”

Everyone knew what that meant. Roman Pierce was the Grayson Pack’s mot feared lawyer, ruthlessly effective and completely loyal to Lucas.

She glanced at my stomach with significantly less sympathy. And let’s be onest-If she wasn’t carrying Ethan’s child, she wouldn’t be sitting here comfortably right now. She’d already be in custody.”

Elizabeth’s brow furrowed as she looked between Arabella and me, clearly sure who to be more frustrated with.

She let out a deep, exasperated sigh, throwing her hands up in surrender.

“I don’t know what to do with any of you anymore,” she said, her voice tir. Handle this yourselves. I’m done.”

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She reached for her husband’s arm. “Come. Let’s go to our room.”

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Elizabeth’s departure seemed to break whatever tension had been holding the family in place. One by one, they all stood to leave-Arabella with a backward glance at Ethan, Cecilia with a final smirk, Grace quietly following her husband Richard.

Within minutes, the vast living room had emptied, leaving only Ethan and me.

I turned to him desperately. “Ethan…”

He remained at the window, his broad shoulders tense beneath his tailored shirt.

“It wasn’t me,” I pleaded, rising from the couch and moving toward him. You have to believe me. I didn’t plan to hurt Tori.”

Ethan finally turned, his expression unreadable.

He lit a cigarette-something he only did when deeply disturbed-and took a long drag, still not acknowledging my words.

“Please,” I whispered, desperation clawing at my throat.

My hand went instinctively to my belly. “The evidence they have is fabricated. Someone is setting me up.” My voice cracked. “You have to help me and the baby. Your baby.”

Ethan’s eyes flicked to my stomach, then back to my face. He exhaled smoke slowly.

“They have witnesses,” he said flatly. “And recording.”

His voice hardened. “They have everything, Fiona.

Fear clutched at my chest.

I moved closer to him, desperate for any sign that he still felt something for me. “We’re supposed to be a family. You promised me.`

Ethan shook my hand off his arm. He climbed the stairs without looking back, leaving me standing alone in the vast living room.

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