So this was Rick's reason for questioning Monica further. He doesn't just want her to confess, he also wants to try and clear Cora's name.Monica chuckled, which infuriated Rick more."It was a simple business of trade by barter," Monica answered."What sort of business?' Rick asked impatiently."Sh
Izaak's PovOver A Week AgoWhen I left Tiana and the rest at Elder Ellie's clinic, I went back to the pack house, and straight to my study. A few minutes after I got into my study, Rick barged in."What's the meaning of what you just did?!" Rick barked.I furrowed my brows. "Meaning of what exactly
"It's just to keep the idea that I want Fiona punished for her alleged crime immediately," I said. "Rick, I'll need you to be in charge of secretly proving Fiona's innocence," I told him."I don't need you to tell me. I'll do that anyways," Rick stated, rolling his eyes."Will you be able to prove h
Izaak's PovToday was the third day since Fiona had been locked up, and I haven't been able to sleep a wink. There were so many what if's in my mind. What if I had just done the easy way out? But Fiona might not like it, she cares about the pack members, and she wouldn't be able to stand it if they
"Now's not the time to worry about tipping Tiana off, Fiona is still locked up," I complained. "Did you see the look in her eyes when she walked in, I'm sure she hates me right now, and every moment she spends locked up, her hatred for me intensifies.""Let me retrace my steps, they might be somethi
Fiona burst out laughing, I could tell it was just a defense mechanism because it didn't even reach her eyes."So you expect me to believe you locked me up to catch the culprit, right?" She asked. "C'mon Izaak, you must really think I'm that stupid to fall for your sob story.""I'm telling the truth
Fiona's PovI pushed every thought of Izaak and his fabricated lies to the back of my mind. I've listened to enough lies already and I can't add him to the list right now. As I took my bath, I scrubbed my body hard in an attempt to not only get the physical dirt out but also all the emotional stress
"Fine," he grumbled. "How are you doing?" He asked."Greetings Luna," Zion said, bowing slightly."I don't think I should be called that anymore," I said, as they both took a seat on the couch."And why's that?" Rick asked, a frown etched on his face."What's the point of being a Luna to people who