Chapter 523

Madeline:

I was in shock, just staring at his face and replaying what he had told me.

“That is impossible,” I could not believe that had escaped my lips, not because I called Ron a liar, but because my mind refused to accept it.

It was huge information, something that made me wonder if I was close to finding out who she had a one night stand with.

“I do not care if you believe it or not,” he grunted, making me straighten my spine again.

He seemed upset with everyone now. I knew he had every right to be, but I did not understand why he was so angry with me.

I understood anger at the moment, but having such a strong opinion of me that he looked at me like I was his enemy, that was different.

“You are already on her side. I would not be surprised if you helped her cheat on me because you wanted that man off your back.”

The accusations hit hard. My eyes instantly filled with tears because I had been accused of things in the past by Elgin, Graham, their families, and their mates.

But being accused of something so disgusting by a friend I believed I shared a pure bond with truly hurt.

“And the fact that you believe I am capable of something like that is so upsetting to me,” I told him, straightening my spine as I shook my head.

He casually placed both his hands on the table, making the handcuffs visible to me.

“So you are telling me that you did not know she cheated on me?” he asked, and my heart skipped a beat.

I looked up at him and tried to swallow. He noticed, because he leaned back and started to chuckle, his hands resting in his lap.

“Oh, you are funny, Madeline,” he remarked, saying my name with such pressure that even I felt its weight.

“No, I did not know anything. All I knew was that my sister tried to end her life out of fear that the case was going to the council against her. And now I am finding out different things from different people.”

As soon as I said that, he caught on. He tilted his head and smiled again. It was a crooked, unsettling smile.

“So what did you find out and from whom?” he pressed.

I realized that to earn his trust, I needed to be upfront with him. It seemed we had all deeply upset him.

“Ron, Yuvonne told me she had made a mistake. That she had betrayed you, but she did not tell me anything more than that.”

As soon as the confession left my lips, the cocky smile on Ron’s face was replaced with a different expression, more specifically, a look of hurt.

“And what did you do after that? Did you kick her out of your life? Where is she staying these days?” he continued, and I started to feel the pressure building.

“You are right, she lives with me, and I did not kick her out.” I paused when I noticed the agitation in his body. “But I swear that is because she is not in a state to ve anywhere else. And do not even know if half the things she says are true. You have no idea what she looks like. She has

lost herself.”

I tried to explain, not her cheating, but why I could not kick her out or show anger

toward her the way he wanted me to.

He slammed both his hands on the table, and I went instantly silent.

“I do not care how she looks right now. The fact is that she cheated on me with Graham, of all people.

Madeline, the man who wrongeomet

you. The man who Wronged

everyone. She slept with him and then she probably conceived with him and decided to end the child. Do you have any idea how I am feeling right now?”

Every word that left his lips made me angrier with myself, because he was right. It was about betrayal, but even now, I could not imagine going back home and kicking her out.

Yes, she cheated, and we could all cut contact with her after that. But right now, she was not in her sane mind, and it was not in me to throw someone out when they were at their lowest.

I had even helped Penny. I had kept Baxter’s mother with me until now, so how could I throw Yuvonne out?

“You may go,” he snapped suddenly.

“I want to work on your case. I came here with high hopes,” I began to explain when

I noticed he was already done.

He started to rise from the chair, but I stood quickly and moved toward his side.

He turned to me with a warning look, and I froze mid-step. Then he turned fully and walked straight toward me, forcing me to take a few steps back as he closed the distance. Me lowered his head, his presence was intimidating.

“If you want to help me, then first cut ties with the traitor, because I cannot trust you until then,” he grunted.

“You go home and take care of the woman who made alliances, had an affair, betrayed me, mocked me, got pregnant with the man’s baby, the same man who has his eyes on my pack. That sounds like a betrayal from you too.”

He finished, sending goosebumps across my skin as he stepped away.

Then he turned and walked out the door, the warriors following him.