Confusion replaced the scent of detective Stone’s perfume and filled the room. “I did it. I did it, detective.” Alex spoke with confidence. There was not a hint of nervousness in him. “Dad, uh, what are you doing?” Liam asked as he ran his eyes over his father. “Mr, Harding, do you fully understand what you are confessing to?” Detective Stone asked. She looked annoyed. I’m sure she was tired of the case dragging on and on and just wanted to close it already. “Yes. Yes, I fully understand,” He replied.“He didn’t do anything.” I joined the conversation. “Listen. I don't know what the hell is going on here, but I have a car waiting out there for the purpose of taking a prisoner or two to prison.” She stood up and straightened her clothes. “Now, I am going to step out and give you all the time you need to get your stories right. But when I come back, I am taking someone out to that car.” We watched her walk out of the room, leaving us alone. “Dad, what the hell are you doing?” Liam
When I reached the guest room, I knocked on the door a few times but no answer came. I proceeded to knock again but I was met with the same result: no answer. So I decided to open the door. “I’m coming in! Please don’t be naked!” I said in a mildly loud voice as I turned the cold knob of the door. When I swung it open, I was met with an empty room. “Liam?” I called out his name as I walked in. I continued to call out his name as I searched the room and then the bathroom for him, but found no luck. He was not there. But where could he be? I saw him get down from the car when Ashton drove us into the compound. I sighed lowly and pulled my phone out of my pocket. The facial recognition on the device scanned my face and the phone unlocked. I then dialed Liam’s number and it rang for the longest without him picking up. With worry filling me up slowly, I headed out of the room and walked back downstairs. I ran into Julia on my way out of the house. “Are you okay? Where are you head
The detective blinked rapidly for a few seconds and then cleared her throat before speaking. “Excuse me? I don’t think I heard you clearly.” “I said that Alex is innocent and he shouldn’t be in prison, I should.”“And you think I don’t know that? I’m a goddamn detective for crying out loud. I know that Alex Harding is innocent.”“Then why did you send him to prison?” She scoffed lightly. “I didn’t send him to prison, he did that all by himself when he confessed to a crime he had nothing to do with.” I adjusted my weight on the couch and got closer to the detective. “Which is why I’m coming forward now. I want him out.” She stood to her feet and began to laugh. Not just a chuckle, but full-on laughing. “You really think that we’re playing a game here, do you?” She continued to laugh, and I felt slightly annoyed. “I didn’t say that we were. I’m here so we can put an innocent man out of prison.” She paced the room slowly and her laughter finally died down. Then she stopped right ne
I walked into the room tentatively as my heartbeat doubled its pace. When I was in, I closed the door and stared at the man on the hospital bed. He looked the same as the day I saw him bleeding out on the ground after we hit him. But this time, his eyes were not closed, but open. “Hi, I’m detective Stone. You requested to see me?” She asked him as she sat in the chair next to the bed. “Uh, yeah.” The voice of the man was faint. He looked like he was doing okay. He was wearing a hospital gown and had a neck brace on his neck. He had a few scrapes on his face and had IV lines connected to the veins in his hand. “You’re the one, huh?” “Yes, sir, I am.” She was formal. She glanced at me and then furrowed her brows. “Lara, would you please come and sit down?” I forced a smile and walked to the chair next to her and sat down. The man kept staring at me so I introduced myself. “Hi, I’m Lara Zane Meyer. I’m the queen of the Werewolf Territory.”The man scoffed lightly. “Yeah, I know you.
Christmas day was getting closer and closer. The holiday spirit was in the air. All the houses had decorations and people were now wearing warmer clothes. It was now four days till Christmas and for once since Liam and I hit Harper’s uncle, I felt complete peace. I was not worried about being caught or saying the wrong thing that could land me back in prison. I was not looking over my shoulder, or contemplating how to save me and Liam’s a**es. I felt free. I could finally completely relax. The case was in the good hands of the detective’s wife, Iris, and she was doing her best to give us the result that we all wanted. I heard from them this morning and they said that things were falling into place; that Alex would be free and the case would be dropped by the eve of Christmas. Music played in my ears as I jogged. The sun was setting and the orange glow in the sky was beautiful. If I was not jogging, I would have stopped to take a picture of it. The sky looked so perfect. It loo
It was like all sound faded for a few seconds as I stood with the colorless phone in my hand. My heartbeat was loud; louder than possible. My wolf whined due to the overwhelming wave of shock, disbelief, and pain that I felt. “No.” My voice was breathy and broke a bit. Zayn was standing next to me and from the pale look on his face, I could tell that he had heard what the detective had said about Alex. He tried to touch me as a way to comfort me but I flinched away. I did not want to be comforted. I wanted Alex to be alright. I wanted Liam to have his dad for Christmas. I did not want Liam to be an orphan. Alex was now like family, I did not want to lose him. “Hello? Lara, are you still on the phone?” I heard the detective. “Hello?”“Yeah,” I replied numbly, and then swallowed. “Is—is Alex okay? Is he alive?” I choked the words out. I waited with bated breath for a reply from her. I felt that fluttery nervous stomach feeling and my palms were already sweaty.It was like anxiety an
Smiles. Laughter. Joy. A lightness filled the air as Alex got out of the detective’s car. Snow fell from the sky and soon made white patches on his hair. His face was flushed and he had a smile so bright, that it could light up a dark night. The light humming of the car lingered in the air, and detective Stone and her wife got out of the car seconds later with cheerful looks on their faces. Bunny and the others joined us outside and Liam was out of words when his eyes landed on his dad. He glanced at me and his lips parted in disbelief. “Thank you,” He mouthed, and then turned his attention back to Alex. Liam watched his dad approach him and his eyes became glossy as they threatened to spill tears. He kept clenching and unclenching his jaw, and I could tell that he was trying his best to stop himself from crying. When Alex closed the distance between him and his son, they hugged each other tightly, and the scene made me teary. Zayn wrapped his right arm around my torso and pulled
I crossed my legs and watched Gene and Zayn sip lemonade from the glasses that were brought by the male helper. I was very invested in Gene’s backstory. I wanted to know more. “You have not touched your lemonade, dear,” Gene pointed out and we both glanced at the tall glass that was filled with the yellowy-sugary drink. “Her teeth hurt when she drinks lemonade,” Zayn explained politely, and I smiled involuntarily. He placed his hand over mine on the couch and a warm feeling filled my chest. “Sorry,” I mouthed to Gene but she brushed me off lightly. “Oh, that’s alright. You should have told me.” She crossed her legs too. “Would you like me to send for water?” “No, it’s okay. Don’t trouble yourself.” I played with the tips of my hair. “You said that the Silver Moon pack has unspoken laws?” “Uh, yeah. Laws that have been passed down from generation to generation. It’s not written and posted somewhere but it’s in the hearts of all the inhabitants of Rocky. I learned about those laws