My Guardian Married My Sister But I’m His Alpha Chapter 65
Two days later, Chiara stood in the public hearing chamber of the Inter-Pack Council.
When Anthony was brought in by two Council Guardians, the Nightfall insignia had been stripped from his chest.
He looked much older than he had in photographs.
But when he lifted his eyes to Chiara, the arrogance in them was untouched.
“A child who abandoned her Pack for three years thinks she deserves the Moretti seat?”
The hearing hadn’t even begun, and he was already sneering.
“Griffin only dragged you back because that sham marriage of his was falling apart. He needs a real Moretti to legitimize his position as Alpha.”
Griffin stood outside the witness box, his expression turning to ice.
Chiara didn’t look at him.
She placed her father’s black wolf insignia in the center of the witness table.
The bloodline recognition scanner flashed green.
Then she submitted the evidence, one piece at a time: the former Alpha’s sealed file, Anthony’s transfer records, the wolfsbane warehouse logs, and the witness statements Griffin had compiled.
She had been through this once before.
But this time, she was no longer the girl being sheltered behind someone else’s protection.
She was the one laying the truth on the table.
Anthony stared at the pile of documents.
“Those files have been in Griffin’s hands for three years. Who knows what he’s altered?”
“My father’s Alpha file was secured with his bloodline seal,” Chiara said calmly. “I broke it myself three days ago. Every page has been verified by the Council.”
“As for the transfer records and warehouse logs, the signatures are yours. So is the Pack seal.”
“You can claim Griffin is lying.”
“But you can’t erase your own name from the paper.”
The chamber fell silent.
The smirk on Anthony’s face finally wavered.
A moment later, he looked toward the section reserved for the Moretti family.
Only Chiara and her grandfather were seated there.
“Where’s Francesca?” he demanded. “She’s the one who can prove there’s something wrong with those files.”
“Wasn’t she summoned to testify?”
Just then, the side door opened.
Francesca walked in alone, dressed in a simple black suit.
No mother supporting her. No searching the room for Griffin.
She went straight to the witness stand and placed her Luna candidate insignia on the table.
“I’m here.”