“You need not worry.” Jai counters coldly.“Please boys, we need to work together, not against one another.” I remind them, turning back to Atticus, “I found out the identity of the shooter.”“Oh?” Atticus asks, concerned.“Yes… he is Aran King’s cousin. After the confession where he admitted it, he
I nod, smoothing my top and take a deep breath, squaring my shoulders.“So, there are a few things we all need to remember. For some reason, they want Sebastian and me apart. Two; we need to find their location and three; it’s high time I find out who Annalise talked to at your pack Atticus, and mor
ZAIA. “I want to speak to him,” I say firmly, looking at the men who stand outside the small prison facility where werewolves are kept until they await trial. Most things are handled by local law enforcement unless it involves something very personal to werewolves. “We can’t allow that. I’m afrai
“Fuck?” “Bastian! I mean, be together.” I shake my head. “Be together? Is that really you saying that? I guess it’s your fault for taking so long to take me back,” he says arrogantly, the Bastian I know showing through, and it brings a smile to my face. “Well, I don’t play easy… You needed to beg
I listen to her, not questioning her on anything. Although several of the people present asked her questions occasionally, I am waiting for her to finish. She’s a good actress, she’s in tears already, rocking in her chair and rubbing her belly. “Are you finished?” I ask. “Y-yes…” she says as I mo
ZAIA. Her face pales and her lips quiver as she stares at me, terror plastered on her face. What is she so afraid of? “I… can’t say.” “Why not?” I ask. Annette is frowning as she watches her daughter, but she does not look as scared but rather… confused. Does she not know? Annalise shakes her
“I can’t! It’ll kill me and my baby!” she screams as she jumps up, gripping her stomach. “What will?” “The magic!” she begins sobbing, covering her face with her hands. “What lies!” someone scoffs but I frown, something mom had said… “Magic does not exist,” one of the court members sneers. “It
ZAIA. She isn’t innocent; I know that more than anyone. From a young age, she would be cruel to me. When I did go to Dad’s to spend a little time with him, she would let Annalise pinch and hit me, then threaten me to stay silent or say that if I told anyone, I wouldn’t get to come over. I remembe