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Seizure of assets.

I had no assets for them to seize, so I initially brushed that off as impossible until I read the listed assets underneath.

The pack house.

Marshall’s garage.

Emmett’s practice.

They had even listed Edie’s bed-and-breakfast because Marshall had apparently been an investor.

The nausea started raging. Tears blurred my vision. The entire world was crumbling around me.

Would they really go after everything Pack Winters owned? I didn’t understand how they could do that, but a few lines mentioned “recouping lawyer fees.”

I was shaking when another line caught my attention.

Mr. Winters may have used his status as an attorney-at-law to push through the adoption for himself and his pack mates, acting in bad faith.

That was patently wrong. Emmett would never. All the paperwork was by the book; I didn’t doubt that one bit, but that didn’t change the fact that they were dragging Emmett’s professional reputation into the fight as well. It was so callous, threatening everyone connected to me like this. Why were her parents being this way?

They were pulling out all the stops. They wanted Milo, and they were clearly willing to do whatever it took to get him, playing hardball. My feet moved before my brain could think, up the stairs to my bedroom, pulling open the drawer with the paperwork from the matchmakers.

I couldn’t allow myself to be the reason Pack Winters lost everything. I couldn’t allow those horrible people to take my son.

Sinking onto my bed, tears gathered in my eyes. Pack Winters had been nothing but kind and caring to me. They were a rare breed of alphas, genuinely good to their core, and I had been so lucky to be matched with them.

I…I didn’t want to leave them—ever.

If I went to them with that paperwork, though, they wouldn’t have thought twice about fighting—risking everything for me and Milo.

I refused to be their downfall.

I pulled out my phone and looked for a familiar contact.

They picked up on the first ring.

“Hey, can I stay at your place tonight?”

Chapter 47

Emmett

The bakery was busy, but then again, it was busy every day. That made sense, of course. The food was too good to pass up, so a dedicated clientele was to be expected.

Audrey had taken a small, run-down shop and turned it into a booming business that was packed most days. It was damn impressive. She really needed to move to a larger storefront, but she was rather attached to her first shop. So everything was packed in tightly, and it wasn’t unusual to see lines out the door in the morning.

“Hey, Emmett, what can I get for you?” Audrey asked, looking considerably bedraggled. Her hair was raked back into a ponytail, with splashes of flour on her face and a messy apron.

“Looks like you’ve had a busy morning.” I laughed.

She happily waved me off. “It’s been chaotic, yes, but that’s what we like!”

“Please tell me you’ve got some of your cinnamon buns left, because otherwise, my mate may murder me. She’s desperate for one.”

“Well, we can’t have any homicides on such a beautiful day. You’re in luck! I have a few left. I’ll add some extra icing as well.”

Summer loved the frosting. I mean, who didn’t? The frosting was definitely the best part because it enhanced the taste of the cinnamon.