Episode 46 - My Alpha Boss Gave Me Triplets

My Alpha Boss Gave Me Triplets – Episode 46

Darleen’s steward entered the council circle with silver restraints around his wrists. His fear reached every wolf in the hall before he spoke. He refused to look at Darleen and requested human custody rather than protection inside any pack.

Leopold could not grant immunity from criminal charges, but he promised Stonehearth would not claim or punish the steward outside lawful proceedings. Evie’s attorney asked the council to record the promise so pack authority could not erase it later.

The steward identified himself as Joel Whitlock, manager of Darleen’s private properties and ritual supplies. For three years he had acquired Stonehearth records, personal objects, and information about Leopold’s movements.

Darleen called him a thief acting for profit. Joel produced account codes that matched the contractor payments used for quarry vehicles and the clinic fraud. Every authorization required Darleen’s personal seal.

He described the severing ritual in precise stages: introduce doubt, collect material from the Alpha, map the mate’s pain responses, then isolate her while the bond weakened. Darleen kept charts comparing Evie’s injuries with Leopold’s physical reactions and adjusted each threat to avoid killing the triplets. The professional harassment had been part of the ritual design, providing controlled stress that looked like ordinary rivalry to everyone outside the bond.

Evie listened as private moments became evidence. Darleen had measured her exhaustion, fear, jealousy, and distrust like materials in a laboratory. Reports noted how long Leopold took to reach her after pain, which words increased conflict, and when pregnancy made resistance harder. The violation was larger than the kidnapping because it had used every emotional wound she and Leopold struggled to heal. Evie asked that the records be sealed from public release; proving the crime did not require surrendering their intimacy to the entire region.

Joel admitted arranging contact with Evie’s brother through Cristin. Darleen ordered them to keep the triplets alive and make Leopold believe Evie had chosen to leave. If the bond broke under apparent rejection, Darleen planned to redirect the curse toward herself.

“You cannot redirect a destined bond,” one elder objected.

“Not permanently,” Joel said. “Long enough to complete a political claiming while the Alpha could not distinguish instinct from choice.”

Darleen rose. “He is describing forbidden Blackhart theory, not my actions.”

Joel asked police to display a recovered voice message. Darleen’s voice instructed him to prepare the quarry and reminded him that a human mother was replaceable once the heirs survived.

The entire ancient council hall erupted into accusations, growls, and competing demands for order. Blackhart delegates accused Stonehearth of fabricating audio, while human experts explained the authentication process, preserved metadata, and background sounds connecting the message to Darleen’s office. The recording alone required investigation, not immediate conviction, but it destroyed her claim that she knew nothing. Joel also identified a clock chime and security announcement audible behind her voice, details investigators could compare with building records.

Darleen’s power flared. The lamps dimmed, and the black residue inside Lara’s container struck the glass. Wolves throughout the chamber reacted with growls as ceremonial carvings awakened beneath the floor.

The council hall itself contained Blackhart wards installed generations earlier. Joel shouted that Darleen could use them to erase memory inside the circle. The spell would not remove an entire hearing; it would blur sequence and certainty until every witness doubted which words had been spoken. That ambiguity could make authenticated evidence appear unreliable and let Darleen claim the accusation emerged under magical contamination.

Evie activated the local recorder attached beneath her chair, a human device disconnected from the building. Her attorney and Paula did the same. The devices stored overlapping audio with mechanical timestamps and transmitted nothing the ward could intercept. Human officers at the outer doors wrote observations by hand while cameras beyond the carved circle recorded physical movement. If magic altered witnesses, evidence outside the ward might preserve what happened. The redundancy came from Evie’s experience with disappearing office messages: no single record, witness, or system could be allowed to carry the entire truth.

Leopold crossed toward Darleen. She raised one hand, and the severing residue pulled at his bond. Evie felt the familiar pressure but remained seated, refusing to let panic feed the spell.

“She wants you to attack,” Evie said. “Then the council remembers only your violence.”

Leopold stopped. Max ordered human officers to cut power and open the exterior doors. Sunlight entered the chamber, revealing black symbols carved beneath removable floor panels.

The council elders stared at evidence hidden inside their own neutral hall. Darleen had prepared the hearing site before Evie ever petitioned to speak.

Police moved to arrest her. Darleen invoked diplomatic protection as a Blackhart heir, forcing the council to decide whether pack status outweighed human kidnapping charges.

The eldest councilor ordered Darleen confined on neutral land pending investigation. Her chamber would be stripped of Blackhart carvings, monitored by human cameras, and guarded by wolves from three unaffiliated packs. It was less than justice and still treated her rank with privileges no ordinary kidnapper received, but it prevented her immediate return to Blackhart territory while evidence was preserved.

As guards cautiously surrounded her from every side, Darleen looked directly at Evie. “You think testimony makes you safe? The curse has already chosen which mother those heirs require.” Beneath Evie’s ribs, all three unborn triplets turned toward Darleen’s voice.