Chapter Thirteen

I didn't think it was possible for the room to grow any more quiet than it already was but I was so wrong. I go as stiff as a rod as all the eyes fix on me. I push up from my seat slowly, the anger simmering under my skin.

"What did you say?". I ask the detective. He plants his hands on the table and leans forward, unsmiling.

"I'll repeat myself if you so wish. You are under investigation under the suspicions of faking an assassination attempt and murdering your omega". My body goes cold, so cold that I feel the goosebumps rise on my skin. I glance around the room and to my own surprise, nobody seems too shocked at the accusations. Even Trish. Instead they are all looking at me curiously, waiting for an answer. In this moment, I realize exactly what has been happening. This was never a meeting to investigate, it was a meeting to interrogate me. I fall back to my seat in shocked realization.

"So this is what this has been about?". I whisper, the betrayal evident in my voice. I don't