#Chapter 82: Confrontations and Consequences

Nathan The next day found me standing before the Alpha Council, the paternity results Angela had forged clutched tightly in my hand. My heart pounded against my rib cage like a war drum. “Here,” I said, holding up the little white envelope. “The paternity test results that you so sorely needed.” Alpha Mike’s face twisted up into a contemptuous sneer. “Let’s see it,” he said, holding out his hand. I handed over the envelope. Mike read it first, his thick eyebrows raising high on his forehead. Without a word, he handed it over to my father. I watched with bated breath, hoping that they wouldn’t notice that it was fake, as they all slowly passed it around and carefully scrutinized the contents. After what felt like an eternity, the Alphas and the Elders nodded, one by one. Their faces softened, some even murmured apologies. “Well,” Alpha Mike said, folding his hands in front of him on the table. “It seems that the baby is, in fact, yours.” The tension in my