Rachel nodded.
"I'm sorry."
"Yeah, well, you should be."
Penny glanced at me, then back at Rachel.
"And for the record, if you ever make up s**t like that about someone's mates again, I swear I'll personally—"
"Penelope," Dante warned.
"What? I was going to say I'd report her."
Keres snorted.
"Sure you were."
Penny flipped him off.
Martha cleared her throat.
"While I appreciate the sentiment, perhaps we could avoid threatening my client during her hearing."
"Fair," Penny admitted.
Dante looked like he was reconsidering every decision that had led him to this moment.
I couldn't really blame him.
The Council's ruling took longer than I'd expected, mostly because Martha and Darius had very different opinions about how much weight should be given to Rachel's age and family backg
