I Relinquished My Daughter, and His Pack Crumbled

"I agree, Your Honor. I relinquish all custody rights to my daughter, Mia." When the words left my mouth, the arbitration court fell silent. My ex-partner Grant's look of triumph shattered.

Ten minutes earlier, my fourteen-year-old daughter had submitted a sworn statement: "I choose Sloane as my maternal guardian. I want the registry to recognize her as my mother." Sloane Mercer had once been my best friend. Now Grant had used his Alpha authority to register her as Mia's guardian and the Pack's family representative.

The daughter I had fought for, for six long years, had long since decided she didn't belong to me. So what was left to fight for? I was just so tired. I looked at them calmly and handed them the victory they wanted most. I had already booked my flight out. I hoped they enjoyed themselves.