Chapter 153: "Sacred Claims and Territory Rights"
(Grace's POV)
The sharp scent of antiseptic lingered in the air, mixing with the faint hum of the overhead hospital lights. It was clinical, cold—a perfect match for the moment. The folder and papers in Alexander's hands felt like a dividing line between the life I wanted and the life I was leaving behind.
"Here," Alexander said as he held them out to me, his tone neutral but his gaze sharp. His alpha presence was like a physical weight, pressing down on everything around him.
I didn’t meet his eyes. Instead, I focused on the document, on what it meant for me. For once, I wouldn’t shy away. "Let’s sign it now," I said, keeping my tone steady. I couldn’t afford a c***k in my voice, not here, not in this moment.
"You should sign it
