"And what about the Deltas?" I asked, unable to keep a hard edge from my voice. "You mentioned they misappropriated funds meant for my care."
"We've already begun the financial audit," Alpha Maxwell said. "Preliminary findings suggest they received approximately twenty thousand dollars annually for your maintenance and education."
I nearly choked. "Twenty thousand? Annually?"
"For seventeen years," Liam added quietly. "Plus additional funds for special circumstances, medical care, education, and clothing."
The numbers made me dizzy. All those years of threadbare hand-me-downs, of being told I was a burden, of going to bed hungry... and they'd been paid a small fortune to care for me.
"They'll be held accountable," Brent promised, sensing my distress through our bond. "Financial restit
