#Chapter 24: The Continental Court

(Violet’s POV) They didn’t expect me to fight. They certainly didn’t expect me to take it all the way to the top. The Continental Court wasn’t just a courthouse—it was the stage where legacies were reforged. An ivory citadel at the continent’s heart, where stone columns rose like spears, and verdicts echoed louder than oaths. Here, politics wore robes, and law wielded teeth sharper than any Alpha’s fangs. And I had filed my divorce here. Not in the Pack Courts. Not with Ronan’s lawyers. But here—where the world could hear me. My heels struck the marble with intention as I entered the main hall. Black silk pooled around my boots like ink, my coat structured high and elegant, the collar sharp enough to cut. All eyes turned—nobles, emissaries, even a few Lycans. They recognized my face. The disgraced wife. The tragic Lady Sterling. Let them look. Let them wonder how I dared walk into the wolves’ den with nothing but a folder of facts and a heartbeat I refused to let br