Chapter 37

• I turned to Hadrian, confusion swirling in my mind. Could he truly prove the signature on the contract had been forged? I couldn't see another way to win this battle. In a human court, an expert would have been called to determine the authenticity of my signature. But here, the outcome depended entirely on the beliefs of the Night Council. I doubted they’d side with me. But what about the Lord Protector? He surely held authority, though his exact position in the vampire hierarchy remained a mystery to me.
• Still, evidence was essential to expose the Vexleys' deceit.
• Hadrian caught my gaze, his expression unreadable until he smirked—a self-assured, almost infuriating smirk that hinted he had a plan. Without a word, he stood, clutching the pile of documents he’d meticulously examined before the trial began. From that stack, he retrieved a specific document and handed it to me.