“They must have covered their tracks already, and there’s no witness or evidence that proves she’s innocent.”
“You can’t let the court have her executed.”
“What on earth do you think I’ve been doing, Morgan?” I couldn’t stop my angry outburst. “You know how dire this situation is. Their anger is understood. Everyone is terrified of what would have happened if something had happened to Thea or me.”
Morgan fell silent. very quiet. We both did, inhaling deeply.
I held my gaze at him. “I wish I could save her as well, but it’s complicated,” I told him honestly. “They are all waiting for my decision,” I said in a murmur.
Everyone is waiting for my decision to have her executed. But I can’t do that. I can’t see myself making that decision. Even Ryker growled in my head. He was against it as well. He would rather I choose her over everyone else. But that would be selfish on my part.
“You are right. It’ll cause an uproar within the court if you make this any more personal. I just need you to stall the whole process as much as possible while I find a way out of this.” Morgan finally said, and I curled my brow.
“And how do you plan on doing that?” I queried, looking him straight in the eye.
He held my gaze tightly before sighing. “I have no idea, but I can’t let her get framed for something she didn’t do. It’s unfair, especially when everyone seems to be against her. And that includes her mate. She’s suffered enough.”
His words struck me. I despised it all, but he was correct: Sheila had already been through enough. When I found out she was not with a wolf, I was shocked to the bones. It was unbelievable. So, I had someone look into her past at the Silver Mist Pack, and surprisingly, there wasn’t much they could find. She had lived most of her life locked up in the packhouse. It had hurt me even more because that was exactly what I was doing to her.
Morgan’s intense stare pulled me out of my thoughts.
“Fine. I can’t do much, but whatever you need to help her with, let me know. Also, Allen and
Mason can help as well. I trust them.”
He nodded, understandably. Before leaving my office, I leaned into my chair, rubbing my palm against my face. I really hope we can save her.them seated around the big circle table, while some were scattered around.
And at the center of the table was my mate, Killian Reid, staring intensely at me. And beside him was Thea. Rage bathed through me. Why on earth was she here? She was neither a ranking wolf nor a member of the court.
But I had to keep my mouth shut and muffle my rage; I even had to mask the agony that washed over me at the hateful stares that everyone hurled at me.
“It looks like everyone is here now,” Killian said to everyone present in the court. His eyes scanned over the faces of everyone in the court before finally landing on me. “We are gathered here today to bear witness to the trial of Sheila Callaso, Luna of the Crescent North Pack,” his domineering voice filled the court, and I shivered at the cold that suddenly encamped on the court, feasting on my skin.
“Sheila stands accused of attempting murder on the lives of the Alpha and Thea by the use of poisonous arrows,” Killian continued. “In doing so, she has endangered the lives of one of our fellow pack members and myself as well.”
A cold sweat formed at the back of my neck as I discreetly scanned my eyes around, trying to see if Morgan was around. But he wasn’t there; it appeared he hadn’t returned yet. I became nervous as every second ticked by.
“Do you swear on the goddess’ name that you will tell the truth in the course of this trial?” Killian asked, holding my gaze without a single emotion in his depths.
I nodded, assuringly. I have been telling the truth all along. If only someone would believe me.
“I do”, I replied loudly. I looked him dead in the eyes, and then my gaze shifted to a smiling Thea. She must be having a blast.
She was trying to bother me, but keeping my life was more important than my fury.
“And how do you plead?” Killian asked, all stares held in disdain, and fury burned through my skin as they awaited my response.
I said again in the court, “Not guilty.” My voice rang loudly.
A raging murmur of curses filled the air around us. I kept a straight face, ignoring the hushed voices. Surely, they hadn’t actually expected me to plead guilty to such a blatant crime?
Killian nodded. “Very well,” Killian said as he leaned forward. “We will begin the trial,” Killian added. I inhaled deeply, knowing this would be a lot worse than I expected.
I swallowed hard, my throat now feeling so dry.
And with that, the trial began.
I was interrogated by one of the ranked pack members. I was asked over and over again about what happened at the scene, and my words didn’t change.
“I saw a figure rushing through the forest. It was a male. He was wearing black clothing and had his face covered. I followed him, and that’s when I saw him behind the trees with the bow and the poisoned arrows. I didn’t even know what he was doing there or who those arrows were meant for. I tried to run away, but he caught me. He gripped my neck.
As you can see, his claw marks haven’t healed yet.” I touched my neck.
“Do we look like fools to you? You could possibly have arranged that yourself,” one of the ranked members spoke.
“I could, but I’m unable to. As most of you know already, I am without a wolf.” I was shocked to see their surprised gazes. They had no idea about that. My gaze shot up to Killian’s unreadable ones. Even though a few of the members of the pack were aware of this, he hadn’t told the court about it.
My revelation caused another murmur. But Killian silenced it before it got out of hand.
“During my struggle with him, I saw the mark of the crescent on his wrist. That’s why I am certain that he is a member of this pack.” I said again, even though my words had no proof.
“Your claim is outrageous and lacks evidence.” I knew that as well. I shut my eyes, praying to the goddess Morgan was having better luck than I was.
I said, “I was almost killed, but someone saved me and attacked whoever owned those poisoned arrows.”
“Can you identify who your supposed helper was?” Someone in the court asked.
Killian’s piercing eyes scanned mine. Silently, I shook my head negatively. For some reason, Morgan insisted I said nothing about Kaiser Black to the court.
They all gave me incredulous looks. The trial continued a little longer, and I kept answering whatever questions they had.
Soon, the trial ended, and my words still didn’t seem to change anyone’s thoughts. They all still believe I did it.
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